Chapter 242
Nan Zai didn't know that his uncles hated him so deeply.

After class, he suddenly poured water on himself, "The child is exhausted!"

Su Dai was still compiling the book, and when she heard this, she immediately stopped writing, "What's wrong?"

"The two uncles can't do it. After one morning, they only memorized the first three lines of multiplication formulas. I kept correcting them, and my voice became hoarse."

"Shouldn't you teach addition and subtraction first?"

"That still needs to be taught?" Nan Zai's eyes widened, "You can say the answer casually."

Su Dai was very curious, "Son, do you have any misunderstandings about yourself?"

Nan Zai didn't quite understand, "What misunderstanding?"

"You are smarter than many people, not only children, but also adults."

"I used to think so too," Nan Zai was very embarrassed, "I found out later that the distance between mother and father is not as powerful as I thought."

"Having this understanding shows that you have really reflected on yourself," Su Dai was very pleased, and then changed her voice, and then said, "There is a sequence in hearing the truth, and those who have mastered it are teachers. The two uncles have never been exposed to these things, and their thinking must be fixed. It is more difficult to digest, you should be more patient."

"But, I'm really angry!"

"Haven't you deliberately tossed others?"

Hearing this, Nan Zai covered his mouth guiltily.

The days calmed down temporarily.

Mu Yao is studying in the county school, Su Dai continues to write textbooks, Nan Zai teaches and prepares lessons, Zhao Jia and Ding Yi are dizzy and study arithmetic.

This afternoon, Mu Zhuo came back.

From a distance, I saw my father waiting for me in the shade of a tree next to the tea stand, and my eyes turned red immediately.

"Father, why are you here?"

Patriarch Mu raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw the old son who had lost a lot of weight. Suddenly, his heart felt sour.

After a long time, he finally uttered a sentence, "Just come back safely."

Dark, thin, and lacking energy.

The old son must have suffered a great crime.

He was so distressed, and afraid of losing face, he didn't dare to show it, so he just secretly looked at her awkwardly.

"I'm already home, dad, don't worry, I didn't suffer or suffer."

Mu Zhuo's voice was faintly choked with sobs.

Although there were no big storms in his days in Fucheng, he suffered a lot.

As soon as I entered the restaurant on the first day, I was ruled by someone, and I washed the dishes until the middle of the month.

The next day, before the rooster crowed, he was called up to chop firewood and carry water. After finally waiting for the meal, he only got one pancake with mixed noodles.

I really can't bear to spend money to buy food, but also being wronged and stolen. Although I proved myself later, because I hurt the shopkeeper's face, I was always wearing small shoes.

The work is the heaviest, the customer is the hardest to serve, and even meals can only be picked up by other people's leftovers.

It took half a month to get used to it, and I got sick because of being too tired.

Fortunately, the doctor is still reliable, and the medicinal soup is unpalatable, so I survived it.

Patriarch Mu didn't believe this.

However, the son has come back, the details are not particularly important, as long as he is fine.

"During this time, many things happened in Pingyang. The county magistrate strictly guarded against it and let the refugees break into the city. Fortunately, these people have not lost their conscience, and they only want money and not life."

Even so, people are panicked and all over the place.

Although he knew that this was the best result, Patriarch Mu still couldn't help sighing, and secretly prayed that this kind of thing would not happen again.

"There are refugees making trouble in our county?" Mu Zhuo was surprised, "Is the village okay?"

"There is nothing wrong in the village, but the countryside is poor. People don't like it at all. If they want to rob, they will look for those big families in the city."

"That's good!"

The two walked into the grass shed while talking.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, sweating all over just sitting, but there are no people drinking herbal tea, and there are few people in the cold.

Zhao Jia and Ding Yi lay down on the table silently writing formulas, scratching their ears and not paying attention to the father and son until they heard the voice.

"The tea stall's business is suddenly so bad, is it also because of the refugees?"

"Mu Zhuo," the two of them looked up at the same time, their faces full of surprise, "You are really back!"

"What's Fucheng like? Isn't it particularly airy?"

"Aren't the people there all dressed in silk and satin, wearing gold and silver?"

"How is it possible?" Mu Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Fucheng is like Pingyang, where there are rich and poor people, and they have to rush around for three meals a day."

"The poor must live better than us!"

"Not necessarily, but the salary in Fucheng is really high. An apprentice of mine earns [-] Wen per month."

"The wages are so high, no wonder everyone rushes to Fucheng. If they sell herbal tea there, they might be able to pay two cents a bowl."

"People over there are more bullying, it's better to be at home."

A thousand days at home is good, but a day out is difficult.

After this time, Mu Zhuo didn't want to go out again.

So frustrating!

After hearing this, the thatched shed became silent for an instant.

After a while, Ding Yi dryly comforted, "Then let's not go, brother Zhuo will learn the skills with us first, and then think about what to do in the future."

"What skills are you learning? Who did you invite to be your master?"

"Study arithmetic. As for the master, there is only Nan Zai for the time being. Brother Yao is studying in the county school, and my sister-in-law has no time to compile books."

"Nan Zai taught you?" Mu Zhuo was shocked, "You two are so embarrassed to learn?"

Ruthless!
If it were me, I would definitely not be able to pull this face off.

"Why are you embarrassed?" Zhao Jia didn't understand this, "We didn't understand these things in the first place."

"That's right," Ding Yi echoed, "Nan Zai is really good too, do you know the formula of ninety-nine multiplication? We've already memorized half of it."

The slightly ostentatious tone makes people notice the embarrassment and pride in the sentence.

sweat!
Mu Zhuo felt that he was underestimated, "I went to school anyway, why don't I understand such a simple thing? What are you kidding!"

Do these two foolish people regard themselves as illiterate like them?
"That's it!"

Hearing this sentence, Ding Yi's mood dropped visibly with the naked eye.

Since he started studying, he has been very excited, his heart was on fire, and he even wanted to announce to the world that he was literate.

But Nan Zaigou has a temper and is always sarcastic, and Su Dai is too busy to see anyone, so she told Zhao Jia that it was meaningless, and complained to Mu Zhuo as soon as they met.

result……

"Good guy, you actually slapped me," Mu Zhuo became suspicious, "The customers of the herbal tea stand will not be left by the two of you just like that?"

"Of course not. They are not in the mood to drink tea mainly because of the county magistrate. The atmosphere in the county town has been extremely tense these two days. After the master's son was injured, the county government was also splashed with blood."

"Can the county magistrate bear this breath?"

"Of course not. Since yesterday, the government officials have been arresting people everywhere. Many shops in the city have been closed. Some people even hid in the mountains overnight."

"Why are you two so calm? Are you short of money again?"

This kind of environment can still open the door to do business, I have to say, it is almost desperate to court death.

(End of this chapter)

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