The younger sister-in-law falsely accused the sickly uncle and ran away with the baby

Yu Ruyue and her family carried the seedlings and walked to the land that had been divided long ago.

The land is very close to the lake, so watering will be easier.

Yu Ruyue specifically asked Shen Zhiheng to find someone to make a smaller version of the hoe for An An and Ning Ning to use.

It came in handy today. Yu Ruyue raised the hoe high, then swung it down suddenly and hooked it backwards, and a small hole appeared on the ground.

She dug several more times, and when the hole was big enough, she spread some base fertilizer underneath. Then Liang Shulan poured some water into it. When the water seeped into the ground, she took out the seedlings and placed them in the hole.

Shen Jiaojiao followed closely behind. Every time Liang Shulan put one in, she would quickly fill it in with the soil she had dug out from the side.

In fact, whether you are planting tomatoes, cucumbers, or watermelons, it is best to cover them with a layer of film to prevent the seedlings from being blown off in strong winds!

When the sun comes up in the morning, open a small hole on both sides of the film for ventilation, which can maintain the temperature and allow the seedlings to thrive.

However, something like film is still too advanced.

After planting, you can only lay a thick layer of straw on the roots of the seedlings, which can provide some help.

An An and Ning Ning took two small hoes and started digging holes by imitating the others.

Shen Zhiheng watched the two children from the side and gave them some guidance from time to time.

It was their first time doing this kind of work and they were so happy that they did everything themselves, from digging holes to watering and even transplanting the seedlings.

I was so busy that I was sweating, but I only planted eight seedlings in total.

Each person had four seedlings. After planting them, they even gave the eight seedlings names: plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, pine, willow, lotus, and wild goose. They also carved the names on a wooden board and stuck it next to the seedlings. They would come to check on them every day.

But the characters were a little crooked, and Shen Zhiheng frowned when he saw them.

So I assigned the two children the task of practicing calligraphy every day.

When An An and Ning Ning heard this, their smiling faces instantly fell.

When they were at the manor and just learned to speak, they often followed noble ladies such as Mo Luo and Qing Xuan, watching them teach the children to read and write. In that atmosphere, even if they didn't want to learn, they remembered a lot.

When they returned to the palace, there was a group of officials and scholars who came to the palace every day to teach them how to read and write, and how to behave in society.

On weekdays, I followed Yu Ruyue and Shen Chou, watching how they reviewed memorials, managed their subordinates and governed the world. I learned a lot from them by observing and listening.

But now that they have come here, for the first time they are like normal children, rolling around in the mud, climbing up the mountains and down the river, having a great time.

Only then did they realize that life could be lived this way, but before they could enjoy it for a few months, they were forced to learn calligraphy again.

The two children were very unhappy, but they didn't dare to refute. An An looked at Ning Ning, and they understood each other tacitly, and immediately ran to find Yu Dehou and Liang Shulan.

They had always seen that whenever Dad wanted to ask Mom for something and Mom disagreed, he would pretend to look pitiful.

That way their mother would be soft-hearted, and the two of them would follow suit.

The two men stretched out their hands, which were red from practicing calligraphy, to show them to the two elders!

Ningning pursed her lips, her eyes red, and she looked very pitiful. "Grandpa, grandma, Ningning and my brother's hands hurt."

An An opened her big watery eyes and looked at her grandparents, "It hurts! I can't hold the pen!"

In fact, their hands were not so painful that they could not hold a pen. They had gone up mountains and down rivers, dug holes and dug the soil, and their hands were even more painful than this, but they did not care. They just did not want to practice calligraphy.

Yu Dehou and Liang Shulan felt so distressed when they saw the chubby little hands, which looked abnormal!

When the two heard this, they actually decided to practice calligraphy for an hour every day. They even held their two little grandchildren in their arms and kissed them again and again with heartbroken love.

When Shen Zhiheng saw Yu Dehou and Liang Shulan, he came over holding two children with a look of pity written all over their faces.

I feel more and more helpless!

These two kids are really too smart.

Even his trick of pretending to be pitiful towards Ruyue was learned.

"Zhiheng! How old are these two children? They are already very smart to be able to recognize and write. Why are you forcing them to practice calligraphy for an hour every day? Even adults would feel uneasy if they were forced to practice for an hour."

"Yes, they are little kids after all, only two or three years old. It's the time for them to play. Normal kids can't even pick up chopsticks or spoons at this age, but these two kids can not only eat by themselves, but they can also write one or two poems. That's already very good."

"Look at these little hands, they're so red and swollen. It's better to let them go out and play. They'll be happier. It's not too late to learn when they're six or seven years old."

On weekdays, Shen Zhiheng treated what Yu Dehou and Liang Shulan said as an imperial decree and never refuted it.

But only regarding today's matter, he shook his head firmly.

He mercilessly exposed their little tricks, "No! Uncle and Aunt, we've only been practicing for an hour. It's not as exaggerated as the two kids say. They're just trying to act pitiful and gain your sympathy."

"And judging by their current level of understanding, they have received formal instruction before. We can't just let them do whatever they want when they come here!"

At this time, after hearing this, Yu Ruyue also hurried over from outside. An An and Ning Ning quickly opened their little hands and asked pitifully, "Mommy, hug me."

Shen Zhiheng saw a flash of heartache in Yu Ruyue's eyes and immediately said, "Ruyue! You're here just in time. You should also know that these two children are different from other children. They may inherit that position in the future. If we don't start from a young age, their status will only be unstable."

"And it's not that I don't let them play, I just set aside an hour a day to practice calligraphy!"

"You just saw it. The handwriting of these two children is as slow as a dog's. If you want to write well, you must practice from a young age. I was sick and weak and was abused, but I still supported my weak body and crawled outside every day to learn to write with a small wooden stick."

"Not only did I rub my hands, but I also didn't stop even when my legs and arms were rubbed."

"The pens, inkstones, paper, and inkstones these two children use are all top-notch. I even had the table specially carved from golden nanmu wood, perfectly suited to the heights of the two children. It's also covered with soft cushions and filled with refreshing incense and pastries!"

"It's just one hour of learning. Don't let your momentary kindness ruin the two children's path."