When Wen Zhuqing came back from the river, he met Jiang Zhimiao sighing at the door.

There is a river in the village called Feihe. The temperature has dropped sharply in the past few days and the river has frozen. According to the experienced old people in the village, now is a good time for fishing. I have never seen fishing in winter. , he followed Father Wen to watch the excitement.

He dug holes, fished, and set nets. From day to dusk, he caught a few fat fish as thick as his arms and returned home.

Jiang Zhimiao was peeling garlic while holding a small bench while looking at the snowy scene outside the courtyard, dumbfounded.

Wen Zhuqing was confused, so he came close to her and said warmly: "What's wrong with you? Are you worried?"

Perhaps she had been exposed to the cold wind for too long, and when he looked at her, her lips were a little white, as if she had caught a cold.

Today when he went fishing on the river, he wore an extra dark-colored cloak. Seeing her thin figure, he lowered his eyes, took off the cloak, and put it on.

The familiar fragrance of bamboo came over, Jiang Zhimiao shook his head, looked at him blankly, and said with a smile: "When did you come back? You didn't even make a sound when you walked. I thought it was my mother here. "

Although she expressed comfort with Xu Yourong's talk about Minghuai's future yesterday, she was still a little anxious in her heart. After thinking about it, she still felt that she had to do something big.

It would be better if it was something important that could be presented in front of the emperor. It would be too simple to just plant some flowers in the ground, and I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to get the reward she wanted.

But she didn't know what the big deal was, so she could only take advantage of the time to peel garlic and sit in a daze at the door, blowing in the cold air to clear her head.

Fortunately, Minghuai was still young, so she could think about this matter slowly. However, every time she saw the desire to study in his eyes, she felt that she still had to hurry up.

Jiang Zhimiao took off the cloak and handed it back with a smile: "It's okay, I was just thinking about what Minghuai and the others should do in the future."

"You can take this cloak back and wear it. I'm not cold. Thank you for your kindness." She said softly with a smile on her face.

Wen Zhuqing lowered his eyes, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, his heart sank a little, and he slowly took it.

"If you are worried about studying in Minghuai, you can put your mind at ease. Although I can no longer take the imperial examination, I still passed the imperial examination after all. I have thought about this before. When spring comes, I will take care of Minghuai. Huai and Jingming should be sent to the village school together."

When Jiang Zhimiao heard this, he glanced at him in surprise and said doubtfully: "School?"

Wen Zhuqing had a smile on his lips, as if he had anticipated her reaction, and said in a low voice, "Yes, it's the school."

Jiang Zhimiao knew it was a school, but how could Minghuai and Jing Ming go to the school? It would have been possible in the past, but now they are lowly students. They go to the school to study, and the villagers agree?

As if he understood the confusion in her eyes, he smiled softly and said slowly: "I probably agree. After all, their village lacks a teacher."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Zhimiao immediately understood that there was a shortage of people to teach in the village. It happened that Wen Zhuqing had been elected as a candidate again. Although he was exiled, he still had a lot of ink. If one candidate could enlighten several children, even if he was a bitch, Having a citizenship is also a great blessing.Not to mention Juren, within a radius of more than ten miles, she heard that there was an old man named Sun Xiucai, who was over fifty years old. If the village really wanted to open a school, it would indeed be a good place to study there.

Seeing that he was confident and thinking clearly, Jiang Zhimiao patted his leg with a smile on his eyes and eyebrows: "Great, this is a good thing. If Minghuai and the others really go to school, I won't be happy before it's too late."

Seeing the garlic in her hand fall to the ground, Wen Zhuqing smiled helplessly. He put the fish on the ground, squatted down and picked it up one by one.

"Although I can no longer take the imperial examination route in the future, I can't give up on studying. Reading can make people understand. When the Chinese New Year begins, let's send the pearls there too. One on the left and right will also teach, and the two will also teach. Send them to the school to study. You You can relax yourself."

"If I go to teach, I'm afraid I won't be able to farm on my family's land. But Wu Changsheng said that if I go to school, it will be a blessing to the village, and I will receive some taxes. The rest will be treated as given by the villagers. .”

His voice was clear and deep, and he spoke slowly, which made Jiang Zhimiao feel dizzy and unable to keep up with his rhythm.

She stretched her chin and thought for a moment, then nodded: "You are right. Although Mingzhu is not yet old, she can still go to enlightenment. When spring comes, all the brothers at home will go to school, leaving only If she's at home alone, I'm afraid she'll be sleepy all day long."

The New Year Pearl is now four years old. At four years old, it is already the age for enlightenment. Spring has begun, and the family will inevitably become busy. It would be better to send them all to school. Not only will they have someone to teach them, they can also take care of them, not to mention that the husband is Wen Zhuqing. Jiang Zhimiao felt reassured.

Wen Zhuqing threw the garlic cloves he picked up one by one into the white porcelain bowl at her feet. He looked around and saw that there was no fish that had slipped through the net, and then he slowly stood up.

"Yes, that's what I considered too. The three children have been playing together since the beginning. If they were separated rashly, I'm afraid Mingzhu would feel uncomfortable. If that's the case, it would be better for them to go to school together."

"Minghuai and Jingming can not only help her with her studies in class, but also take care of her when going to and from school. Once the child's affairs are solved, you will have a lot more time for yourself, so you won't be at a loss."

This matter was only decided yesterday. He originally wanted to pick a suitable time to talk to her, but seeing her frown, he felt a little depressed, so he confided everything at once.

He said he was going to teach in a school, but in fact he still put a lot of effort into it. He was so busy every day in the past few days that his tongue was shining like a lotus every day. Only then did he get such a job. Seeing her happy smile now, he I just feel that everything is worth it.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't even know that he had so many considerations. Seeing how busy he was in the past few days, he just thought it was for winter matters. Who knew that he would actually be busy with this matter.

Going to teach in a school, such a good job is rare for ordinary people, but he got it for a lowly person. I'm afraid it took a lot of effort. Even if there are no suitable candidates around, the village will generally not use a lowly person. He was born in Juren.

To convince Wu Changsheng and the villagers, I don't know how much talk I have to waste. Thinking of this, Jiang Zhimiao's eyes flashed with pity and he sighed softly.

"It's rare that you care about my family so much. Thank you so much. You are right. When spring returns, I will send them to school. However, I will have to trouble you a lot in the future."

"I don't know about others, but that kid Mingzhu is a little devil. If he really can't control it, he can do it with his hands."

Wen Zhuqing smiled and said "Yeah", and Jiang Zhimiao was stunned when he looked at her with shining amber eyes.


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