Traveling through time and space to meet a replacement bride? But I’m a man!

Half a month has passed since the construction of the farm.

Today is the day when the farm is completely completed, and the house on the right side of the house is almost finished.

At the same time, we also had to go to the county to hand in the first batch of potato flour.

"Xiao Man, this is the wages. Give it to them after get off work today. Then take Xiao Hu with you to move the chickens over.

As for the ducks, let my second aunt take care of them." Wang Cuijuan was the one who drove the ducks in Xu Wenyan's house most of the time.

Basically, I only listen to Wang Cuijuan.

Xiaoman's leg was completely healed, and Xu Wenyan repeatedly told her to be careful.

The main reason was that during the time when Xiaoman was injured, Xu Wenyan had to endure too much alone. If it weren't for Chen Xingjie's help, he would have been exhausted to death long ago.

Now that he could hand over things to Xiaoman with peace of mind, he felt truly relieved.

Xu Wenyan held Xiaoman's hand with a bitter look on his face: "Xiaoman, you are so virtuous, Brother Chen, let's break up, I want to marry Xiaoman."

Chen Sanlin, who was working nearby: ???

Xiaoman knew Xu Wenyan was joking so she just smiled, took the booklet and left with the workers.

Help Chen Sanlin move the goods onto the car, and then you can leave after having a meal.

"Uncle, I have memorized the multiplication table!" Chen Dong held the bowl in both hands, his face full of pride.

"Oh, what's thirteen times twelve?"

"Equals..." After thinking about Xu Wenyan's question again, Chen Dong was confused. Is there such a thing on the multiplication table?

Little question mark: Do you have many friends?

"Haha." Xu Wenyan rubbed Chen Dong's head and said, "Being able to recite the multiplication table is the most basic. The next step is addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and also literacy. I will teach you more tonight.

I will leave this question here. You can tell me the answer tonight. Whoever gets the answer right will have a big chicken drumstick to eat tonight."

Arriving at Qing'an Pavilion, Zhou Rong came out from the kitchen: "Cousin."

"Are you used to living here?" Zhou Rong only went back home for one day in the past half month, and spent most of her time in the museum.

"Yes, Brother Jia is a very good person, and Chef Wang also taught me a lot." Zhou Rong nodded and said, "By the way, the old man who supplies bayberries said yesterday that they were out of bayberries."

It’s almost time. The bayberry juice business has been going on for more than 20 days. Ever since Qing’an Hall started having iced bayberry juice, the business has been packed almost every day.

In order to promote other products, Xu Wenyan combined bayberry juice with other products that did not sell particularly well into a set meal. To people at that time, a good deal meant making a profit.

The meals that used to cost eighty or ninety cents could now be had for seventy or eighty cents, which was really attractive to them.

Moreover, as the temperature drops, the popularity of honeysuckle chrysanthemum tea has also increased. Those who have never drunk it before like it very much after trying it, and the price is not particularly expensive.

"Okay, I understand. I'll order the red bayberry juice combo today and order some new chrysanthemum tea combos."

While they were chatting, Su Cheng walked in. There were two carriages parked at the door.

"Shopkeeper Xu, I'm here to pick up the goods." Su Cheng said with a smile.

Xu Wenyan didn't waste any time and directly loaded the potato flour into their caravan with Chen Sanlin and a few people led by Su Cheng.

It took Xu Wenyan three full days to transport the flour. Two thousand kilograms of potato flour was indeed a lot.

After Su Cheng finished counting, he paid Xu Wenyan on the spot, a total of one hundred and twenty taels. Xu Wenyan had almost used up the money for building a house, and this money came at the right time.

"The total is one hundred and twenty taels. Once Manager Xu has counted the money, we will be on our way."

"That's no problem. Shopkeeper Su, have a safe trip."

Su Cheng smiled and nodded. He was already looking forward to the potato flour selling well in the north. At the very least he could earn more than 100 taels.

Now that the potato flour business was settled, Xu Wenyan began to feel annoyed. Autumn was coming soon, and he really didn't want to see Zhang Chengjin.

According to Jia Anqing, Zhang Chengjin came to see Xu Wenyan three or four times in the past half month, Xiaochan came five or six times, all to pick up food, and Xu Dashan came once but didn't say what he wanted to do.

"Cousin, go buy some clothes. Brother Chen and I also need to buy some things."

When Zhou Rong heard what Xu Wenyan said, she looked at the clothes she was wearing. These were coarse cloth clothes sewn for her by Wang Cuijuan.

She had been here for half a month and still hadn't paid attention to her clothes. Until now, after hearing what Xu Wenyan said, she felt that it was inappropriate to dress like this in a big restaurant.

Of course Xu Wenyan didn't mean that. Even if he introduced Zhou Rong here, he should buy her some clothes.

Zhou Rong tugged at the hem of her clothes, looking a little embarrassed: "Cousin, I haven't received my salary yet. I will go buy some decent clothes next month."

"What do you mean next month? I'll buy it for you, hurry up and catch up." Xu Wenyan knew that Zhou Rong had misunderstood him.

But he hated explaining the most, so he just took her to buy it.

It’s still the same cloth shop where I bought the backpack last time.

"Young man, are you bringing your wife here to buy clothes today?" The shopkeeper warmly welcomed Xu Wenyan when he saw him coming. He originally thought that Xu Wenyan was just being polite last time, but he didn't expect that he would really come to their store to sell things again.

Xu Wenyan immediately glanced at Chen Sanlin beside him, and sure enough, this guy's face darkened.

"Tsk, don't talk nonsense, this is my cousin."

"Hey, I was talking nonsense, haha, it's because you look too young and handsome."

Since the shopkeeper said so, Xu Wenyan had no choice but to forgive him. After all, Xu Wenyan liked people who told the truth the most.

"What style do you want to buy? We have a lot of new ones here. Look at the color of this fine cloth. This jade-green color is really suitable for little girls. It makes the skin look brighter.

And the green mountains make the scenery look so fresh and tender.”

Xu Wenyan took a look and found that these clothes were indeed nice.

"Cousin, the coarse cloth clothes over there are very good."

The shopkeeper was also a business man, and he did not neglect Zhou Rong's words at all: "This coarse cloth clothes also have beautiful styles.

You can see that ultramarine and sky blue are both suitable, but the color of the coarse cloth is too plain. "

"How much silver did that bluish-white jade piece cost?" Xu Wenyan asked.

The shopkeeper looked around and whispered in Xu Wenyan's ear: "I won't give you more, two taels of silver, no less."

"Okay, wrap it up."

Zhou Rong panicked at this time: "Cousin, this is too expensive. I, I can't wear such nice clothes."

After all, Zhou Rong is a girl from the countryside. For a rural woman to be able to wear coarse cloth clothes is already a sign of wealth and prosperity. This would be the case if her mother He Xianhua were still alive.

Knowing that her maid was wearing clothes worth two taels of silver, Zhou Rong would be drowned by her saliva alone.

"Just take what your cousin gave you. This is a token of my love for Brother Chen and me. Besides, your birthday is coming soon, and I don't think your second uncle and I will be able to celebrate it with you by then.

I'm giving you an early birthday present. This dress suits you very well."

Zhou Rong also knew that it would be wrong for her not to accept it at this time: "Well, thank you, cousin and cousin."

After leaving the cloth shop, Xu Wen bought a stack of rough paper and a few boxes of cakes.

He had said before that there would be rewards after a few children finished reciting the poem, and he would not be the adult who broke his promise.

Today, Zhou Rong was also brought back by Xu Wenyan, and the family sat together for dinner.

Xu Wenyan took out the cakes he bought today and said, "This is the reward I promised you before. I don't know if the two children from the Zeng family can recite it.

Uncle will give you a reward today."

Several children jumped up happily when they received the cakes from Xu Wenyan. This was the reward they got for their own labor.

"Don't open it now, let's eat soon." Xu Wenyan said, "Who has the answer to the question I gave you this morning?"

The question in the morning was what is twelve times thirteen? This is a question that even first and second graders in modern elementary school would know, but it is quite difficult for the children here.

"I know, I know!" Rongrong raised his hand first: "One zero six."

Xu Wenyan shook his head: "No."

Chen Xiaohua also looked disappointed. She was also thinking of one hundred and six. She calculated it this way: ten x ten equals one hundred, and three x two equals six, so that's one hundred and six.

Unexpectedly, it was still wrong.

"Twenty-five!" said Chen Dong.

"That's not right, but you are adding it."

After a while of silence.

"It's one hundred and fifty-six." Xiaoman said lightly.

"Hehe, Xiaoman is still awesome." Xu Wenyan tore off a chicken drumstick and handed it to Xiaoman: "This big drumstick is for Xiaoman, and the other one is mine."

Xu Wenyan wants to instill in children the correct concept that they should get whatever rewards they deserve.

Some parents spoil their children and will give them rewards even if they answer incorrectly. In the long run, children will think that it doesn't matter whether they are right or wrong, as they can get the reward anyway.

Xu Wenyan has been suspicious of Xiaoman for a long time.

He didn't want to expose anything, and in Xiaoman's eyes, he, Xu Wenyan, was the most suspicious.

After dinner, Xu Wenyan began to teach the children to read formally.

He held a small board in his hand, and several people sat by the fireplace, studying by the light of the fire.

"Rongrong, can you write your name?"

"Yes, yes." Rongrong took the board from Xu Wenyan and wrote a crooked word "Rong" with extraordinary confidence.

Xu Wenyan looked at this pile of unknown stuff with an embarrassed look on his face.

This character is big on the top and small on the bottom, and the horizontal, vertical and curved hooks seem to be unrecognizable to each other. If you don't know, you might think that the grass radical is going to separate from the one below.

Xu Wenyan sighed, thinking that he had overestimated these uneducated children.

"Ahem, let's learn something simpler today." Xu Wenyan drew a horizontal line on the big board: "Let's practice this first. Each person should write it three times.

This horizontal stroke is quite simple and everyone completed it very well.

Next, Xu Wenyan wrote all the vertical hooks again. Except for one hook which was a little difficult, the others were not a problem.

Chen Sanlin was washing dishes at the stove outside and was listening with great interest.

After the children had almost finished practicing, Xu Wenyan taught them some simple strokes.

"Just practice these for a few days and don't worry about anything else."

Xu Wenyan knew that reading and writing needed to be done step by step. The more one taught, the harder it would be for the child to understand.

After sending the children away, Xu Wenyan rubbed his waist and leaned back on the bed.

Chen Sanlin got on the bed in slippers and sat cross-legged: "Wife, I also want to learn to write."

"Sure." Xu Wenyan was still quite happy. He didn't expect Chen Sanlin to be so motivated.

“But I only want to learn three words.”

It’s not that Xu Wenyan is narcissistic, it’s just that it’s hard for Xu Wenyan not to think that way when he said that.

"You can learn your name first, and then write mine after you've learned your name." Xu Wenyan stretched his waist. His waist was really sore after sitting for a long time.

Chen Sanlin leaned towards Xu Wenyan: "Why?"

"To love others, love yourself first. If you don't love yourself, how can you love others better? So when you learn your own name, I will teach you mine."

Chen Sanlin hugged Xu Wenyan and rubbed against him: "Okay."

The next morning, Xu Wenyan had to send Zhou Rong back first.

I don’t know why, maybe it’s because autumn is approaching, Xu Wenyan always feels that the weather today is a bit gloomy and chilly.

But she was too embarrassed to lie directly in Chen Sanlin's arms in front of Zhou Rong, so she could only move closer to him.

When we arrived at the county, the atmosphere today was different from the past. The night watchmen shouted less frequently, and only the sound of gongs echoing in the streets all day long could be heard.

Not only that, the surrounding vendors were also unusually quiet today, and there was less smile on everyone's face.

"Brother Chen, what day is today?"

"It's the Zhongyuan Festival." Zhou Rong whispered, "There's no big custom in the village, but in the county they have some particulars, but I don't know what the specific flavor is."

Chen Sanlin also shook his head. The carriage was moving slowly on the stone road. The morning mist made it difficult to discern the location ahead.

The Zhongyuan Festival is also known as the Ghost Festival. Legend has it that on this day the gates of heaven and earth will open wide and countless ghosts will pour into the world of the living.

"Going home early" is their wish.

People will release river lanterns and offer sacrifices to their ancestors on this day. It is also taboo to go out at night or write other people's names on this day.

During the Qingming Festival this year, Xu Wenyan and Chen Sanlin had already paid tribute to Chen Sanlin's mother. Xu Wenyan turned his head and looked at him: "Brother Chen, do you want to burn something for Mom today?"

Chen Sanlin looked up and thought for a moment: "Okay."

The Ghost Festival can be said to be the New Year for ghosts, and Chen Sanlin also hopes that his mother can have a better life in the underground.

When we arrived at Qing'an Hall, Xu Dashan was standing at the door.

Xu Wenyan unloaded the goods with Chen Sanlin first, and found him after they were done: "What happened again?"

"Today is the Zhongyuan Festival. Jinhua and I want to burn something for our parents."

It seems that the brother and sister have met before, and Xu Wenyan is also hesitant about this.

Xu Wenyan had long noticed that Zhang's mental state was a little unwell. From the memory of her original body, Zhang would talk to herself from time to time.

Especially when alone with the original body.

Sometimes I cry silently.

Xu Wenyan knew that most women in this era were unfortunate, but it was also true that she treated her original body badly.

"I can take you to Xujia Village, but as for the memorial service, I'd rather forget it."

Xu Dashan nodded. He had expected the outcome of the matter. "Okay, I'll bring her to see you this afternoon."