Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

"Mother……"

It was the first time Mo Yao saw Shen Jing so fierce, and she was immediately frightened and looked at Shen Jing blankly.

Shen Jing took the little wooden horse from her hand and locked it in her cabinet. "Mom will keep this thing for you first, so that you don't get frustrated playing with it. Yaoyao, be good. Let's study hard and take the exam later..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Mom is a big bad guy, wuwuwuwu..."

Before Shen Jing finished speaking, Mo Yao suddenly cried.

Shen Jing was really angry and annoyed, but she could only coax Mo Yao patiently. As a result, the little girl was so angry that she ignored her all night. Even when she went to work the next day, Mo Yao didn't behave as usual. , give her a sweet kiss and ask her to go home early.

Shen Jing: ...I feel so tired. The child has grown up and become rebellious. He no longer listens to his mother.

……

When Wang Cuiyun saw the wooden rabbit with three children at home, she just said lightly, "It's a waste of time that Erya has a smart brain to study. If she doesn't have to be in the right place, she will just mess around with useless things all day long."

After saying that, he looked at his three daughters solemnly, "Don't imitate that girl Erya. Your third uncle and three aunts are not upright, and they don't take good care of their children. Just let this happen. The girl is messing around."

"Mom, Erya is very good. Besides, her wood carvings are very beautiful."

Mo Daya always listened to Wang Cuiyun's words, but looking at the rare gift in his hand, he still said a kind word for Mo Erya.

"No matter how good it is, what's the use? Girls should learn something useful."

In Wang Cuiyun's view, these are things that cannot be put on the table. Girls should also learn how to make clothes, shoes, etc. These are what girls should learn, and they will also be a bonus when they get married in the future.

……

Mo Erya didn't know any of this, and even if she did, she didn't care. Sister Qiao Qiao was right, life is not about living what others say, but firmly becoming the person you want to be.

After finishing farm work after school, Mo Erya happily went to Qiao's house.

"Hello Master, Hello Master, Hello Sister Qiao Qiao."

After asking questions, Mo Erya came to Father Qiao in a polite manner and said, "Master, I'm going to carve wood."

"Well, go ahead and pay attention to your strength. Sometimes you don't use the right force with the knife. You need to practice more control over your wrist and strength."

Father Qiao talked about Mo Erya's problems, looked at Mo Erya for a while, corrected and pointed out her problems, then let her practice by herself, and returned to the room with her hands behind her back.

When Mother Qiao returned to her room, she saw Father Qiao in a daze holding the book he found last night. She couldn't help but push him and said, "Old Qiao, what are you thinking about? Don't you want to give this book to Erya?" Why are you hiding here alone in a daze?"

"I'm wondering...whether I should pass this book on to Erya..."

Father Qiao hesitated.

"Why, this thing still emphasizes passing on the male rather than the female, Lao Qiao, the chairman said that women can hold up half the sky, you can't cling to this old idea."

Father Joe: ...

"If it's true that the inheritance will be passed from male to female, what should I do with it?"

Father Qiao was so choked by Mother Qiao that he glared at her dissatisfied.

Mother Qiao sat down next to Father Qiao, "Then tell me what's going on, and I can analyze it with you."

"Hey... you also know that this is the inheritance left by the ancestor. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has been passed down to me for many generations..."

Father Qiao frowned while looking at the book.

"It's useless no matter how many generations it is passed down. You keep saying that this book contains your master's secret knowledge, but you have been studying it all your life and you have discovered a flower?"

Mother Qiao looked at Father Qiao, "And your masters and ancestors. It has been so many generations, and I haven't heard of anyone who has thoroughly studied the secrets inside. I think it is really just a diary of the ancestors. You Ah, it’s better to give it to Erya, I think this girl’s head is good for melon seeds.”

I don't know what Mother Qiao said to make sense to Father Qiao, so Father Qiao didn't hesitate any longer, picked up the book and went out.

When Mo Erya returned home, she was still a little confused. She thought of her master giving her a book with a serious face, saying that it had been passed down from generation to generation in the class, and asked her to study it carefully and pass it on to her disciples in the future...

Has she obtained the inheritance from her master? !

Mo Erya opened the book "The Years I Lived in the Class" with excitement.

The name seemed strange, but Mo Erya was just confused for a moment, then ignored it and opened the first page of the book with a pious look.

then……

????

I was shocked, what kind of magical book is this? !

Today is another annoying rainy day in the year of the cross and the month of the cross

It has been three full days since I was sent to this hellish place by my unreasonable old father. I want to leave, want to leave, want to leave...

I can't cut this wood in a day. I don't like knocking as much as the senior brother does, I don't like cutting and cutting as much as the second senior brother, and I don't like weaving as much as the third senior brother...

I'm just an ordinary, useless second-generation rich man who just wants to live a life of debauchery and debauchery every day. Why do you have to bring me here to learn some kind of skill?

Nonsense, the son of my richest family still needs to learn skills and make money as a craftsman in the future?

Don't laugh so hard, my toilet cleaners earn more than this!

And this ghostly place with no village, no shop, and only boiled cabbage every day, and a dull mouth. Is this the place where this young master should stay? !

Haha, I am going to escape from this ghost place tonight. I can still be trapped in this small place. I’m dreaming!

Fuck your shitty saw, bye.

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