struggle in ancient times

In the few days after Liao Tingyu came back, many people came to inquire why he didn't go to school. Liao Ming kept explaining to those people that he was studying at home, not what they imagined.

This kind of thing was getting darker and darker, and many people looked at their family differently.

However, Liao Tingyu is a thick-skinned person who is completely unmoved, and walks when it is time to walk.When the family is very busy, I go to help.

Even though his strength was not of much use, even so Deng felt satisfied.

In the past, those people always said that the second son only knows how to study and does not help the family to share the burden.She couldn't be more angry.

Now, she looked at her son who was walking slowly with a bundle of vegetables in front of her, and she was carrying vegetables on her back, showing off to the people around her with her head held high.

"Did you see? This is my son. He is filial and can read. He came here to help me carry firewood today. He doesn't look like your son."

The people who were busy in the fields felt sour when they saw Deng's smug expression.It's a pity that these are not envious.

After all, no one is so lucky to raise a capable person whose wife can come to his own home to persuade his children to study.

Originally, they were looking for a sense of presence because Liao Tingyu never helped the family with things, even during busy farming seasons.

Now, he can only look enviously at the back of Deng's going away, and continue to live without telling himself. . . . . . . .

At the beginning, when Liao Tingyu went to help, Deng was a little reluctant. She felt that her son should not do these lowly jobs, especially to delay his study time: "Son, you should go back, these mothers can do it alone. Now, you should study hard now, if you come back from the examination as a scholar, Aniang will be content even if she dies now."

"What nonsense are you talking about, Auntie? You still want to be a scholar! Don't I just read and read? You are busy and I am idle. Helping you is what I should do. If others read Leave me idle, Madam will say bad things when she is busy alone." Liao Tingyu took the wooden rake from Deng's hand and spread the corn rake unskillfully.

Mrs. Deng couldn't hold him back either, this kid was a deadhead since he was a child, and he decided that ten cows would not be able to pull back one thing, so let's take reading as an example!

At that time, the wife of the village chief's uncle often talked to her, and she disliked the child and ran to her house at every turn. The village chief was an enthusiastic person who kept the child for dinner, and no one was rich. I don't know what happened to the second boy that day. He went to the town alone, and drove the couple crazy. They searched everywhere for three days.

Later, he was brought back by the master of the town. It turned out that he went to the school to eavesdrop on those people reading. The little child just huddled in the corner and starved for a long time. . . . . .

Later, the master asked the reason, and saw that he was very talented and determined to study, so he made an exception and let him enter the school, and the tuition fee was half that of others.

Think back to the time when the child came back with an excited face, still reciting the Three Character Classic in his mouth, the couple gritted their teeth and gave up the money to buy the land and sent the child to school.

Deng Shi looked at the child who already knew how to be considerate, and it was like eating honey. "Okay, my son is filial, come on, do it slowly, and be careful not to cut your hands."

"Don't worry, this thing has been smoothed by you, it's fine." . . . . . .

"Father, don't we have a mill in our house?" During dinner, Liao Tingyu suddenly thought that corn can be ground into pulp, and the corn cakes made taste very good and are easy to operate.

"Mozi, that's a big item. Your third uncle has it in our village. If you want to use it, you can go to your third uncle." Liao Ming said without raising his head.

"What do I use it for? I thought of a good way to make money, but I have to use a mill, or I can make one at home." Liao Tingyu thinks this idea is good, as for things, it is better to have them at home.

The few people who were still eating sullenly raised their heads when they heard this, Liao Shi swallowed his food in shock: "Second brother, do you know how much a mill costs?"

"?" Liao Tingyu looked at him suspiciously.

"That thing has to be made by someone. Sanbo's family bought tofu, and it cost three taels of silver when they made it." Liao Shi explained that he didn't understand clearly.

Liao Tingyu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that it was in twos and threes. The price is a bit expensive and it is still within the acceptable range. After all, the demand for craftsmen here is not ordinary.