A scholar becomes a landlord

"Well, I want to make facial fat anyway, so I messed around a lot, but I didn't expect to make this stuff."

Although the fragrance is weak, it is very useful for removing peculiar smell.

"That's right." Xia Jue praised Wei Fan, this kid has only this ability, fortunately he is not doing nothing, otherwise he would be reluctant to let Zhengyang be hooked by such a kid.

"Thank you, Lord."

Wei Fan was praised by Xia Ju, and his face was as bright as a blooming sunflower. Xia Zhengyang smiled gently when he saw it.If the master can accept Wei Fan, he doesn't have to be in a dilemma.But he wasn't worried that his master would let him leave Wei Fan. With Mr. Wei around, he wouldn't be in this situation.

"Okay, let's go out and let Xiaoxue and the others boil the fish soup. After a while, everyone will have fish soup to drink."

The children have had enough of playing outside, and now they are sitting in the school, doing their homework and waiting for the soup.

They caught a lot of fish, not only could they drink it, but the rest of Wei Zhai could also have a bowl of it.

Not to mention that the people in Wei Zhai are shameless and don't even let the children's soup go, it is impossible for Wei Le to let the children drink a bowl of soup before going back, so the children will have a meal with him later , Let the children satisfy their hunger.

It was precisely because the children knew that they had to eat at the husband's place at noon, and in order not to eat the meat of the husband for nothing, so they went to catch fish, but Xia Juan heard that and insisted on following, so Zhao An chased him with his shoes. running screen.

In the beginning, Xia Juan didn't know how to catch fish and made a lot of jokes. Zhao An and others wanted to help him, so they asked the children to teach him how to catch fish.Fortunately, these small fish were not too difficult to catch, and he quickly got the idea. Although he did not catch as many as the children, he still caught a dozen small fish two or three fingers wide, enough for two to drink.

Xiaoxue knew that Lord Xia was a noble person, so she didn't dare to mix the fish he caught with other fish, and boiled the fish he caught in a small earthen pot separately into milky white fish soup, even to convince Lord Xia that she was It was offered up with a pottery pot.

Others can only drink fish soup boiled in a large clay pot at night, while Wei Le and Xia Jue are sitting on a stone table in the yard drinking fish soup boiled in a small clay pot.

The fish soup was so delicious that Xia Jue drank until his eyes narrowed.

"The fish I caught with my own hands is really delicious."

For a narcissistic person, Wei Le doesn't want to talk to him.

The fish itself is delicious. It grew up in the stream, and the water still comes from the mountains. It is naturally different from the general river fish Tanaka fish.It's a pity that the fish is too small, so it can only be fried and eaten besides making soup, otherwise the fishbone can kill a person.

"Hey, why are you silent? Isn't the fish I caught delicious?" He took another sip of the soup as he spoke, it was really good!

"Fish is delicious, but it has nothing to do with whether you caught it or not. Also, don't talk while drinking it, and be careful of fish bones."

As soon as Wei Le spoke, Xia Jue cried out over there.

"Stab stab stab..."

got stuck.

Rubbing his forehead, he asked Wei Fan to get the clip, and then asked him to open his mouth. Sure enough, he saw a tiny thorn stuck in his throat.

"Be patient, Wei Fan, come here."

Wei Le got out of the way, Wei Fan came up, and seeing that Xia Juan was not angry, he took the clip that Wei Le asked the blacksmith to make for him to help the master pinch the thorn out.The clip had been sterilized with boiling water and soaked in high-grade wine. The head of the clip was not big, and it quickly pulled the thorn out of Xia Juan's throat.

"I told you to be careful." Wei Le said to him after the thorn came out.

"You're too late."

Xia Jue grimaced, looked at the fish soup and wanted to drink but was afraid of thorns. This was the first time he was stuck by a fishbone!In the past, when he ate fish, he picked out the fishbone and put it on his plate. How could he think that he would get stuck in the fishbone even after drinking fish soup!

"Blame me? This is common sense, do you understand common sense?" Wei Le patted his forehead, this person is used to being served by others, how can he know common sense?It was also he who forgot to say in advance. Fortunately, he just got stuck and didn't puncture his throat.

"Wei Zile, are you calling me ignorant?"

At this time, he didn't care about the fish soup, so he argued with Wei Le first.He just didn't pay attention, not without common sense.

"With common sense, you would talk loudly while drinking fish soup? Do you think the fishbone is not good enough?"

Wei Le gave him a white glance, and he kindly reminded that it was still too late. Fortunately, there was a doctor named Wei Fan at home, otherwise it would be uncomfortable if the fishbone stuck in his throat.When Wei Le was a child, Wei Le was once stuck by a fishbone, and he couldn't let it go down after tossing for a whole day. Then his grandfather suggested to let him drink vinegar, so he took a bottle of vinegar and drank vigorously. He couldn't swallow the last bite and kept wrapping it in the In his mouth, let the fishbone soften and swallow it by himself.

When he went to sleep that night, the fishbone hadn't gone down, so he couldn't sleep well all night, and the feeling of having a foreign object in his throat was very uncomfortable.Fortunately, he opened his eyes and swallowed his saliva the next morning, and the fishbone slid down by himself. He was so happy that he yelled at his grandpa and grandma. Only then did they realize that the fishbone on Wei Le's throat had slipped down. The two were happy for their grandson. In the morning, grandma cut a piece of pork and fried it to celebrate.

But since then, grandma hasn't cooked fish for a long time, because she is afraid that the young Wei Le will be caught by fishbone again.

"I see. Xiaoxue, have another bowl."

Drink up the fish soup in the bowl and ask Xiaoxue to fill another bowl for him.

"Yes, Master Xia."

Xiaoxue was more careful when serving the fish soup this time, not daring to scoop any scum into his bowl.

On the other side of the school, the children were drinking fish soup and eating large pieces of meat, and they were discussing how to help their husband pick fruits.

"This year, we will still help Mr. pick fruits as in previous years, but we have to find time every day to catch a few fish for Mr. to make soup for him. I think Mr. will lose weight as soon as summer enters. My mother said he is a bitter summer."

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy held a bowl and told his friends around him that it has become a routine for students like them to pick fruits for their husband every year.They already know that this is a method deliberately proposed by their husband to supplement their nutrition, but they don't want their husband to suffer too much. The meat money is far higher than their fruit picking.They are only so young, even if they can pick fruit, they are limited. Mr. Gao Chuan does not allow them to climb trees, which limits their ability to pick fruit. Although the children are good at climbing trees, Wei Le still does not allow them to climb trees. Pick the lower part of the fruit.

"I also heard from my father that people in bitter summer can't eat well in summer. Every time I see my husband come back from the mountain in August, I feel that he is only skinny and can run when the wind blows."

His little friend thought about his husband's thin body, and felt that he was not as strong as their brother.

"By the way, Li Ping, aren't you a middle school scholar? Why do you still come to the school?"

Just now they were talking about Wei Le, but now they have turned the topic to Li Zi and Jifeng. The children's thoughts are really strange, and they come up as soon as they think of it.

"Although we are talents, we still need to learn a lot from my husband. The students are people with great knowledge. My father also agrees that I will continue to learn from my husband!"

If you become a scholar, you can go to the county school, but after asking the opinions of several children, Landlord Li still thinks that it is better to continue studying with Wei Le.The gentlemen in the county schools are not as educated as their teachers. They heard people say during the county examination that their teachers are talented, but they don’t love officialdom and fame by nature, so they didn’t take part in Chunwei.

"My parents said the same thing." Li Zicai didn't care what county or academy he studied in, he only recognized Wei Le as a teacher.The teacher taught him by himself, and he would not want to call someone else Mr.

"Oh~~~"

The children made the original sound, and they also felt that the teacher was more powerful than other teachers. When they visited relatives a few times, they met other teachers. They satirized the teacher inside and outside. Of course they were not convinced, so they asked a few questions Wei Le taught them, but the other party couldn't answer them in a daze.

That was a question that was raised in public, but none of them could answer it. Immediately, many parents of students became suspicious of them, not to mention how much they regretted making fun of Wei Le.What surprised them even more was that these children dared to stand up and defend their husbands.

They don't know that for these children, Wei Le is the person who gave them a second life.They respect Wei Le very much. There is an elder brother who is a few years older than them in the family and has gone out to earn money. The wages he gets back every month can not only support the family, but also save part of it to build a new house, or use it for his brothers Marrying a wife was something I never dared to think about before.

In two years, they will also go out to find a job, and the life at home will only get better and better in the future, so they are very grateful to Wei Le. If the husband is not willing to teach them to read and write, they will still be living in the mud. Rolling around, I don't know a big character.

Even after they have learned how to read, if they have free time, they will teach their family how many characters to read, not to mention how many, at least they must be able to read their own names, and then they must also be able to recognize basic common characters, so that they are not easy to be deceived. I didn't expect that a mud-legged child could also read!

Therefore, the people of Li Village are very grateful for Wei Le's great kindness, but Wei Le doesn't accept their gifts, and they can't come up with decent gifts as a thank you.

This time when Li Village held a banquet, Wei Le sent a gift of 20 taels, which not only returned all the money paid by the clan, but also gave some extra money.But Mr. Wei didn't attend the banquet, because he said that if he came here, he would steal the children's limelight, so he didn't go, and only asked people to send money to come over.

The next day Li Zi and the others came to visit Wei Le with presents. For the first time, Wei Le did not push back their presents, but was accepted by others, while he himself gave four of them a set of high-quality ones. The four treasures of the study are much more precious than the gifts they sent.

Looking at the precious Four Treasures of the Study, the four of Li Ping held them tightly in their hands. Their teacher had paid too much for them, so they must live up to their spirits and not embarrass the teacher.

"Li Zi, what are you thinking?"

A child next to him bumped into Li Zi's arm, waking him up who was remembering.

"It's nothing, I'm thinking about the homework assigned by my husband today." Li Zi covered his eyes, his husband is the last person in this world, although he is young, he also knows that his husband and Master Yi are together, the few of them Now they don't practice martial arts with Yi Feng, but they usually practice at home, so they call Yi Feng or master.