There is space for the farm milk group, and they like to farm on the way to escape from the famine

Because Ji Miaomiao didn't know how many pears the family needed, she only heard Mrs. Ji say that she needed them for wine making, so she almost moved most of the pears in the mall here.

Brother Ji went to supervise the work, and Ji Liangqing went to the city to buy meat. Even if the baskets carried by the remaining people were big enough, they couldn't carry them all.

Mrs. Ji pondered for a moment, fearing that someone would come to the fields to tend the crops later, so she suggested:

"Everyone, please hurry up and transport the pears back quickly, so as not to be seen by others."

Now, their family is already living a good life, but they are jealous of many people. If they are seen with so many pears at this moment, I don't know what will happen to people's pink eye.

The current conditions of their family are already very eye-catching. If it weren't for their kindness in doing things, they would have been regarded as a thorn in others' flesh.

The rest of the family also understood this principle and immersed themselves in carrying pears. Mrs. Ji only carried a small basket at the beginning. Later, she held her granddaughter and stood at the foot of the mountain to see if anyone was around.

Fortunately, God was kind and they carried the pears back completely and no one came here.

Because of what happened to Li Cuihua last time, Mrs. Ji didn't dare to put pears in the yard openly this time.

The old house here did not have very high courtyard walls, so people outside could see clearly whatever they wanted to see. In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, she asked her son and daughter-in-law to put pears into the main room.

"When the eldest brother and the third child come back, let them weave some bamboo sheds to cover all the pears."

Mrs. Ji pondered for a moment and said.

Everyone agreed.

Seeing that everyone was very tired, Mrs. Ji quickly asked everyone to start eating. After eating, everyone's physical strength improved.

Because the pears needed to be cleaned and boiled, everyone became busy again after recovery, except for the children and Mrs. Ji who could sit next to them and have a rest.

Ji Miaomiao was held in Mrs. Ji's arms and sat under the eaves. Watching her brothers playing and playing nearby, happiness appeared in Mrs. Ji's and her eyes.

After experiencing a near-death experience such as escaping from famine, they felt happy and relieved that their family could still have such peace and tranquility.

Mrs. Ji lowered her head and looked at the lovely Ji Miaomiao in her arms, knowing that if she had not had such a lucky granddaughter, her family would not know what their fate would be.

The fruit wine brewed this time, shopkeeper Ye said, the response from Yuan Liu was very good, and he didn’t know how much money it could earn for his family.

Building a new house has already spent all their previous savings, so they still need to have some money on hand.

In addition, the daughters-in-law at home should also be given some pocket money to chew on, otherwise it will be inconvenient to buy anything.

...As the head of the family, Mrs. Ji only thinks about chores when she is in a daze. Her eyes unconsciously go to the big banyan tree in the yard.

After thinking for a long time, I came back to my senses and saw my little grandson sitting there dipping his hands in water and writing on the stone slab.

In order to facilitate the literacy of the five grandchildren at home, Mrs. Ji specially asked her sons to move the water tank under the banyan tree and put a slate for washing clothes.

Just so they can learn to read.

But now Su Xiu'er is busy, and the other four grandsons are laughing and playing around, but this little grandson is quietly reviewing his calligraphy next to him.

Recalling that last time the other four grandsons were playing happily, while the little grandson was reading next to him, a hint of deep meaning finally appeared in Mrs. Ji's eyes.

As the saying goes, everything is inferior, only reading is superior.

If there is a scholar in the family, especially a scholar with a good reputation, when he goes outside, others will look at him twice, and no one will dare to make a mistake.

Mrs. Ji has raised three sons, none of whom have any talent for reading. Now the family has some money left over. If any of their grandchildren likes to study, their family can provide for them.

If she can get some honors or something, her little granddaughter will be able to prosper and marry into a good family in the future.

Yes, Mrs. Ji is still making plans for her precious little granddaughter.

The little granddaughter is really capable of blinding others, but if she says it out loud, it's a sin.

I can only let the family members raise their level as much as possible, so that my little granddaughter can live a good life in the future.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Ji raised her voice and said:

"Serayo, come over here!"

As she spoke, she waved.

When Ji Shiliang heard Mrs. Ji's voice, he subconsciously turned his head and looked under the eaves.

Last time he was scolded by his own mother, and there was still a shadow in his heart.

But his admiration for grandma was overcome. He hesitated for a moment, walked to Mrs. Ji and said obediently: "Milk."

"Ah, good grandson!" Mrs. Ji touched his head:

"Why don't you play with my brother and the others?"

As she said that, she raised her eyes and looked at the four people playing crazily beside her.

Ji Shiliang shook his head, "I don't like to play like that. I like to read quietly by myself."

Seeing this, Ji Miaomiao guessed what Mrs. Ji was thinking.

As expected, Mrs. Ji's eyes flashed when she heard this: "Shiliang, do you like reading and writing very much?"

Ji Shiliang nodded honestly. If this honest and down-to-earth spirit were placed in modern times, many teachers would definitely like it.

"When my eldest aunt taught us how to read, I really liked reading and remembered it best. Now when my aunt is busy occasionally, I will review the characters she taught me before."

he added.

Mrs. Ji immediately smiled and touched Ji Shiliang's head again:

"Good boy, you are worthy of being my grandson. Being literate is a good thing. How many people want to be literate! Then go over there and learn how to read. I won't bother you anymore."

Ji Shiliang nodded, and sure enough he ran to the banyan tree again and dipped in water to write seriously.

During dinner in the evening, Su Xiu'er didn't know what Mrs. Ji had told her, so she specifically asked Ji Shiliang how his memory was going. Ji Shiliang's answers were fluent, and Su Xiu'er's seriousness made Su Xiu'er nod repeatedly.

"Yes, we Shiliang people are very smart. If we are willing to be serious, we will definitely be better than me in the future."

Su Xiu'er's father was a scholar. Since he had no son, he regarded his daughter as the only one to inherit the mantle and handed over all his knowledge to his daughter.

However, Su Xiu'er had no talent, so she could only learn a little bit by studying hard.

Usually she memorized the words thousands of times before she memorized them, but Ji Shiliang only needed to write them in water a few times to remember them clearly. This talent is rare for farmers.

She showed appreciation and nodded quietly to Mrs. Ji.

Mrs. Ji's lips curled up slightly. After listening to her son and daughter-in-law's report on what happened today, she put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"I think our Seriang is very talented in reading. Why don't we go to the village chief's house and ask for advice on how to study in the academy."