Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Mrs. Cui was a little confused: "Writing with charcoal is really not decent."

Reading is such a sacred thing. Other families save money and eat less to send their children to school, but why is it that when it comes to my family, I just pick up a piece of charcoal and use it as a brush?

Although Mrs. Cui was reluctant to spend money, she knew what to spend and what not to spend, and it was not like she couldn't afford a brush.

"Grandma, this charcoal pencil is better than a brush."

Cui Zhaozhao handed the pen to his elder brother and asked him to write a few words on it for Old Mrs. Cui to see.

Accompanied by a rustling sound, beautiful handwriting appeared on the paper.

"It really looks like that." Old Mrs. Cui was happy.

"Although words written with ink can be preserved for a long time, they cannot be taken out and written at any time. I usually use charcoal pencils, which I can take out and write when I need to record my work." Cui Jingwen also took out a charcoal pencil from his arms.

Seeing that her grandson, who was the best at studying, also used charcoal pencils, Grandma Cui completely accepted charcoal pencils.

"This is a good thing. It works better than a brush and doesn't cost money. I can take it out and practice calligraphy whenever I have time."

Cui Chengliang thought for a moment and said, "Willow branches are thinner, and the charcoal they produce is just right for writing."

"Then use willow branches." Old Lady Cui agreed. Any wood would do, since there was plenty on the mountain. "I'll leave this to you. Make some charcoal sticks for the kids at home to practice calligraphy."

Cui Chengliang nodded.

"By the way, Third Brother's wife." Old Lady Cui handed Lin a small piece of silver and said, "With this money, you can help me go to the city to buy some writing paper. I don't know if this money is enough. If not, please tell me."

Lin estimated that the silver was worth about two hundred coins.

"That's enough, mother. The cheapest paper costs sixty cents a piece, which is enough for the children at home to write for a while."

"That's settled then. After we buy the paper, the children at home will write one word every day, and I'll check it in the evening." Old Mrs. Cui clapped her hands.

I heard that schools in the city have homework every day. Although their children have not yet started school, they still have to do homework.

Some of the children had never written seriously before, and they found it very fresh and agreed enthusiastically.

Cui Zhaozhao: "..."

She finally graduated from college, so why is she doing homework again?

For the next two days, the whole family was busy with their own work.

Silang and Lidong still went to set up the stall.

Now I can sell 20 kilograms of braised meat every day. Although it is a bit tiring, I still smile from ear to ear every day when I come back with a heavy bag of money.

Thick Neck helped Cuicui to get on the track. Now she earns dozens of coins every day without doing anything. For some reason, she suddenly felt like she had found enlightenment. Now she follows the ox cart into the city early every morning, and no one knows what she is busy with.

Only Sanfu was left at the construction site, and Sifu was looking after the workshop.

The remaining free people were all led by Old Man Cui to the fields, and the whole family planted trees together.

Including the people who came from the village, all 50 acres of land were planted in two days.

After Erlang sprained his ankle, he was watched by his younger brothers and sisters. He stayed in bed for a few days and was only allowed to get out of bed after they made sure his ankle was healed.

Erlang walked around the yard twice and found Lin.

Lin was picking vegetables. After listening to Erlang's words quietly, she put down the vegetables in her hand.

"Have you made up your mind?"

Erlang nodded and said, "Aunt San, I've been thinking these past few days that I'd rather go out and find a job than just farming. The soybeans in the field are almost ready for harvest, and there's not much work in the fields in winter, so it's a good time to go out and earn some money."

"Okay, go ahead. I'll speak for you, grandma."

Lin looked at the thin young man in front of her and smiled gently.