A car accident, our family of three crossed

Outside the kitchen shed of the workshop, it was still early and the women had not yet started their work. They gathered together to chat.

As soon as Chen Xiaobao arrived, he stuck to Xu's side obediently and didn't run away to play.

The women nearby saw him and asked, "Xiaobao, why don't you go up the mountain today?"

Chen Xiaobao answered obediently: "Grandpa Chai said it's raining, so we won't go up the mountain."

On the other side, Yang Yang came over and added: "But we also practiced at home, we did horse stance, and my father also taught us to read."

"Oh! He's still teaching?" When the ladies heard that Hang Shuheng was teaching the children, they couldn't help but feel envious. They said to Xu: "Xiao Bao's mother, your family is so lucky to be able to work with Shuheng and his wife!"

"Yes! The Master and Madam treat us very well." Xu nodded and agreed. The Master and Madam treated them so well that it could not be described in words.

"The most important thing is the children. They can learn skills and read and write. They will definitely have a bright future when they grow up." The women said, and began to ask the two children about their daily lives. "Yangyang, Xiaobao, you follow Grandpa Chai up the mountain to practice martial arts every day. Are you tired?"

"Tired! We are so tired." Yang Yang answered seriously. Chen Xiaobao kept nodding beside him. "My arms and legs hurt too."

Previously, we knew that Uncle Chai was teaching children martial arts, and many people in the village were interested. They wanted to wait and see for a few days, and then go to the Hang family to ask if they could send their own children over to learn skills together.

Anyway, teaching three people is the same, so it shouldn’t be a problem to teach a few more!

But after a few days of watching, they saw that the three children came down the mountain with sad faces every day, which must be very hard and tiring. So, everyone felt sorry for their own children and didn't want to see them suffer, so they gave up the idea.

But now, suddenly knowing that the children can learn skills while also reading and writing, this has made everyone's dormant minds start to become active again.

In everyone's perception, being able to read and write is more important than anything else. Many people have already started planning that after finishing their work tonight, they will go to the Hang family to ask about their own climate.

"So what did you learn every day?"

"Grandpa Chai taught us how to draw the bow, shoot arrows, and do horse stance," said Chen Xiaobao.

"And more." Yangyang rushed to say: "Aunt Qingshuang also taught us to identify herbs and learn medical skills."

The ladies gasped in shock that they could actually learn medical skills. This realization made them more determined to send their children to the Hang family to learn skills.

Mrs. Xu didn't want the children to talk too much and reveal all the secrets of the family, so she sent them to play with their friends, "Yangyang, Xiaobao, we have to start work here, don't stay here and make trouble, go play!"

The two children ran away obediently. Even if the women wanted to find out something, there was nothing they could do. They could only start working with peace of mind for the time being.

When Hang Shuheng accompanied Zhou Huan to inspect the construction site, he saw a few little kids squatting and playing next to a pile of earth from a distance. When he got closer, he heard the children competing with each other.

One child said: "My dad is so amazing. He can carry a piece of wood this big."

Another child said: "My dad is awesome. He can carry two."

Yangyang seemed to be unable to bear hearing other people's fathers being so great, so he stood up and shouted at the top of his voice, "My father is the best, my father can read, and my father's handwriting is the most beautiful."

Several children seemed stunned, and then someone started to retort, "My dad is better, he can make tofu."

Yangyang: "My daddy is awesome. He can ride a horse."

“My father can drive a bullock cart.”

“My father knows how to farm.”

As the children's words became more and more outrageous, one of them, who had a strong desire to win, said something shocking, "My dad is more powerful, and his shit stinks the most."

Several children were silent for a moment, and then they made a gagging gesture in unison, "Ugh..."

"Why are you so disgusting?"

"That's right, you're so disgusting."

The kid who said his dad’s shit smelled the worst raised his head proudly and said, “Humph! Anyway, my dad is the best.”

The other children were not to be outdone and said defiantly, "My dad can poop too. My dad said everyone can poop, so this doesn't count."

"Well, well, my dad dares to eat shit, huh!" He put his hands on his waist and held his head high. He has said so much, no one can compare to him!

As soon as the child finished speaking, his father happened to pass by and gave him a big thumbs-up, "You miserable child, you think too highly of your father."

The child was hit hard and ran away, covering the back of his head. Seeing this, the other children also ran away.

This time, the competition among the children ended with one of the children's father winning by daring to eat shit.

After the children ran away, Yangyang also saw Hang Shuheng, his eyes were very bright, he ran to Hang Shuheng and said: "Daddy, Gousheng's dad actually dared to eat shit, it's amazing."

The man called Goushengdie hadn't walked far yet. When he heard Yangyang's words, he stumbled, turned around with a look of confusion, and said to Yangyang, "Yangyang, Goushengdie wouldn't dare to do that."

The people around who were watching the fun burst into laughter. After laughing for a long time, Hang Shuheng stopped laughing and expressed his apology: "Children's words are not to be contemplated. Children's words are not to be contemplated. I hope Gou Sheng's father doesn't mind."

"Hey, it's okay, they're just kids! These idiots are really talkative and dare to say anything."

Gousheng's father didn't care. He waved his hand and continued to work.

From a distance, one could hear other people joking with Gousheng's father, "Hey, Gousheng's father, what does shit smell like? Can you tell us about it? Hahaha..."

"Go away, go away, go away."

This kid is such a traitor to his father. His father has been really screwed over by him.

Hang Shuheng and others took a walk around the workshop site and saw that the prototype of the workshop had already taken shape, which was not much different from the layout on the drawings or sand table.

"It's easier to get things done with more people! It's been less than half a month. It won't be long before the beams can be raised!" Zhou Huan sighed as he watched the busy figures on the construction site from afar.

"Yes, Uncle Zhou, I'll have to trouble you to find someone to pick a good day in advance."

"Hahaha, no problem, leave it to me."

Hang Shuheng led them to the periphery and pointed to the land surrounding the workshop and said, "I plan to build some small courtyards on this land after the workshop is completed, so that when guests come to visit, they will have a place to stay."

"That's a good idea." Zhou Ting agreed. "Brother Shuheng can consider building a manor for people to visit and open it to the public. By then, there will be no shortage of scholars or wealthy children coming here to visit."