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Song Ning made these harsh words, turned around and left without looking back.

How could the old man just obey? He chased Song Ning around the yard. Wherever she went, he followed her. "Girl, you can't treat an old person like this. You are abusing her, don't you know?"

"I'm already so old, I just drank some wine and ate some meat, what's wrong? Why are you so stingy?"

Song Ning retorted angrily, "You just want to drink some wine and eat some meat? Go ask the wine jar and the meat and see if they agree."

In the past half month, he had drunk up the big jar of old wine that Aunt Wang had given him. He called this "drinking a little wine."

As for the meat, she didn't want to talk about it. She cooked it in different ways every day, stewing it in one pot after another. The whole family would eat half a pot, and the rest would go into his stomach. It was like this every day. Since the old man came for half a month, the family had rarely had any leftovers from the previous night.

The old man was a little embarrassed by what he said. He chuckled twice and said guiltily: "Don't I have a big appetite? What can I do? If you don't give me more meat, I won't be full!"

In the yard, Qingshuang looked at this scene and felt it was weird no matter how she looked at it.

People in the world would never know that the mysterious and feared poison master in the martial arts world would actually chase a junior around the yard in this small village just for a stutter.

Under the old man's persistence, Song Ning finally gave in and allowed him to continue drinking and eating meat, but the amount of wine and meat had to be halved.

Everything needs to be done slowly. After all, it doesn't seem to be a good idea to abstain from alcohol and meat all of a sudden.

Old Man Xin wanted to bargain for this result, but when he met Song Ning's warning eyes, he shut his mouth in dismay.

It's better to be halved than nothing. The old man consoled himself and accepted the final result.

However, this peaceful life did not last long. One day after the Lantern Festival, the old man once again left a note and ran away.

Song Ning was no longer surprised by the old man's sudden departure.

However, as soon as the old man left, the house suddenly became deserted again. Even though the children were laughing and making noises every day, it was not as lively as when the old man was there.

After the New Year, the workshops and the manors on the mountain have resumed work, and the villagers have started to get busy.

This year, almost every household in the village lived a happy life. Everyone tasted the sweetness, and after returning to work, they worked even more enthusiastically.

At the workshop, Hang Shuheng asked Manager Zhou to find some fruit trees, flowers and plants to arrange the greening.

Manager Zhou was a man of action. He started making arrangements on the very day Hang Shuheng gave the instructions. Within a few days, a lot of trees were transported back and planted, including various fruit trees, most of which would bloom and bear fruit this year or next.

For other flowers and plants, we also found experienced craftsmen to give guidance.

The staff recruited before the New Year also came to report for duty one after another and were arranged to live in the staff dormitory in the workshop.

From cleaning up the remaining construction debris to planting flowers and trees, Manager Zhou led the workers in an orderly manner throughout the entire process, and Hang Shuheng didn't need to worry about anything at all.

The village primary school also started its first spring enrollment.

To show their support for the village primary school, the children of the Hang family were the first to sign up. In order for the children to go to school, Uncle Chai also made some adjustments to the daily practice time of the children.

Next up was Erhuzi from the headman's family and Damao from the tofu shop.

Some families in the village who were still waiting and watching, seeing that many people had signed up, began to enthusiastically bring their children to the primary school to sign up.

Most of the children in the village are called by nicknames and have no real names. When they register, many of them ask Master Liu to give their children a nice name.

Master Liu took the time to respond to all requests for naming children and gave the children names that satisfied them.

The kids in the Hang family also had to have proper names. Yangyang already had a real name, Hang Zhengyang.

Mudun has been called this since he was a child, and Hang Shuheng named him Zhengyue.

As for Chen Xiaobao, Hang Shuheng consulted Chen Laoer and his wife and named the child Chen Ran.

The three friends all had good names. Little Shitou from the Sun family naturally didn't want to be left behind. His friends all had names, but he didn't. After returning home, he asked his parents and grandparents to give him a name.

In the end, Sun Xilai and his wife personally brought the child to find Hang Shuheng. Hang Shuheng, remembering that the child had been called Little Stone since he was a child, simply gave him two more stones and gave him a single name, Lei, Sun Lei.

"Ohhh! I have a name, I have a name."

As soon as Little Shitou got a name, he ran around the village like a naughty monkey, telling everyone he met that he had a name.

"Auntie, I have a name now. From now on, I will be called Sun Lei. You can't call me Little Stone anymore."

"Aunt, my name is Sun Lei. This is my name. I won't be called Little Stone anymore."

His excited look, as if he was afraid that everyone didn't know that he had become famous, made many people laugh.

"Oh! This kid, look how happy he is."

"Isn't it? Forget about him. My idiot also asked Master Liu to give him a great name. He even laughs in his dreams at night!"

The villagers, who have not received much education, name their children "Da Mao", "Ermao", "Gou Sheng Er Gou" and so on. They say that cheap names are easy to raise children, but in fact, it is just because the villagers are uneducated and cannot come up with nice names.

This year's spring enrollment was quite successful. Most of the children in the village have registered, but they are all boys.

Most people are rather resistant to the idea of ​​sending girls to school, saying that girls are money-losing goods and that there is no spare money to send them to school.

People's inherent ideas cannot be changed overnight. This kind of thing can only be done slowly.

Furthermore, some families may be reluctant to spend money, or for some other reason, have not yet brought their children to register.

As the official school opening day was approaching, the village head visited those families in person, but after persuasion failed, he could only respect other people's decisions.

If others are unwilling, he can't force them. He can only say that the village school only charges such a small amount of tuition per year. If they still feel distressed about this, then let alone the county academy, the tuition is several times more.