The eldest daughter of the peasant family just wants to start a career

Chapter 100 Literacy
He rested until the temperature dropped in the afternoon before continuing to work. According to Da Zhu, he had to pull at least [-] carts a day, and that was [-] carts for two people.

In the morning, two people pulled about a dozen cars, and in the afternoon they had to pull another twenty or so cars. The workload was not small.

Mu Zhixu's body is much stronger than before after several months of training, but after all, she is only a teenage girl, and her weak foundation is still there.

He works neatly, but he is not as strong as Dazhu. He helped Mu Zhixu with less than half of the twenty carts.

Otherwise, by the time she really finished her work, it would be dark, and the dinner would have been robbed long ago.

Human corpses are pulled like cargo, and it really makes people shudder to say it.

But if you see this kind of scene too much, there is nothing to be afraid of.

After only a day of stretching, Mu Zhixu became a little numb. He didn't show any expression when he saw the stumped limbs and arms, and he was even in the mood to think about what to eat for dinner.

She was quickly given the answer.

I ate a bit more at night than in the morning. The same thin porridge with a few grains of rice was added this time with some corn grits, which made it thicker.

There is also a cornmeal cornbread and a sweet potato for each person.

The two found a quiet place to eat like noon.

"Thank you, Brother Dazhu, without you I still can't eat."

"What's the matter? We are friends, we should help each other."

Dazhu shook his head nonchalantly, then he looked at Mu Zhixu up and down, and slapped her on the shoulder again, "However, Muwa, you are really too skinny, you should eat more, how can a man be so thin? daughter in law."

"Yes, I will eat more."

Mu Zhixu readily agreed.

But she still gave Da Zhu the bowl of porridge, using the same reason as she did in the morning, "No matter what you eat, you can't eat it all at once and become a big fat man. You have to do it step by step, otherwise your stomach will be over if you eat it badly." .”

After Dazhu drank the porridge in two or three mouthfuls, he smacked his lips with some aftertaste, "That's right. By the way, Muwa, do you know how to read? I listened to your words."

"I learned a little from my father before."

Mu Zhixu said.

In fact, the original owner also learned a few words from his father.

The original owner's father, Mu Yunsong, was not liked by Mrs. Mu, but Mrs. Mu treated him well, and he insisted on letting Mu Yunsong go to school for two years despite Mrs. Mu's displeasure.

Mu Yunsong's grades were good at the time, and even though he did a lot of work every day, he was still ranked in the top three, which was much better than Mu Yunda who spent all day in class.

But there was no way, Mrs. Mu was making trouble all day long because the family had no money, so he just went to work to earn money.

At that time, the master of the school even came here on purpose, saying that Mu Yunsong was smart and quick-witted, and if he studied hard, he would at least be a scholar in the future.

But Mrs. Mu didn't like it, and forced the master away with her unvirtuous mouth.

"Then can you teach me how to write my name, which is Dazhu?"

Hearing Mu Zhixu's confession, Da Zhu's eyes lit up.

"Row."

It didn't take much effort to write a name, so Mu Zhixu agreed.

She picked up a branch from the ground, and wrote the words "Da Zhu" on the ground.

"This one is big, it's very easy to learn this character, one horizontal, one stroke and one stroke..."

Mu Zhixu patiently taught Dazhu to learn, but Dazhu didn't seem to be the material for going to school.

It took Mu Zhixu more than half an hour to teach these two words before he barely learned them.

(End of this chapter)