Stepmother in charge: Making a fortune through farming and raising her children to fight back

Half an hour later.

There was a burst of fragrance coming from the kitchen, pungent and tempting.

Wang Ze sat outside with a calm expression on his face, but his mind was actually in a mess.

This smells so good!

Lai Fu was not as calm as him and had been standing guard at the kitchen door: "Madam Yun, what smells so good? Do you need Lai Fu's help?"

"No need, just wait outside, it will be ready soon." Yun Zhenzhen said with a smile.

The kitchen at home is not big, and it is enough for the second and third children to help. There is no room for one more person.

Hearing this, Lai Fu ran to Wang Ze again and said, "Master, do you smell it? The food made by Madam Yun is really delicious. I think it is even more delicious than the food in the restaurant in town."

Wang Ze glanced at him lightly and said, "You know what? It's not like this young master can't hear anything."

After about half a minute, Wang Ze couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to go over to see what was being cooked in the kitchen.

Just then, Yun Zhenzhen's voice finally came from the kitchen.

"Hurry up and wash your hands and eat."

The whole family sat at the table. With the addition of Wang Ze, the small table seemed a little crowded, and Lai Fu stood aside consciously.

After discussing with Yun Zhenzhen, Xiao Nan picked out a few bones from the mushroom soup to feed Xiao Shan.

Xiaoshan opened his mouth wide and put the skeleton into his mouth.

Dashan smelled the scent and came running over: "Woof woof... Woo woo woo..."

Xiaoshan pushed the small bone under his feet a little further over, and Dashan put it into his mouth happily. After a while, Dashan looked at it eagerly again, so Xiaoshan had to spit out some of the chewed bones in his mouth.

Dashan jumped over instantly.

Once everyone in the room is gathered, we prepare to eat.

Wang Ze looked at the white rice in the bowl and didn't think it was a big deal. After all, he ate rice every day at home. He would be surprised if he couldn't eat it anymore.

"Let's eat." Yun Zhenzhen waved her hand, and several children picked up their chopsticks.

Wang Ze first reached for the plate of green onions. As for the other meats, he had already eaten enough at home, so he was not surprised.

He picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it in his mouth: "Hmm, it tastes so fresh, fragrant and tender."

After taking a bite, he couldn't help but pick up another chopstick.

He had lived for decades but had never eaten such delicious mushrooms. He felt that his life was worth it. The taste was so delicious.

He quickly waved his hand: "Lai Fu, let me give you a try." Then he picked up a large chopstick and put it into his bowl.

Lai Fu happily took it and ate it mouthful by mouthful with white rice, a happy smile on his face: "This mushroom is so fresh and tender, Madam Yun's cooking is so delicious."

As he said this, he took another full mouthful.

The whole family ate white rice until their bellies were full.

After meal.

Many children came to the house one after another, and Yun Jing took out a book from the house.

Wang Ze was very curious when he saw this scene: "Why are there so many children in your house at night? They all bring their own little stools."

Yun Jing took two books and an abacus from the table and said calmly, "Read and study."

Wang Ze remembered that on his first day there, Yun Jing had said that he wanted to stay in the village to study.

He continued to ask, not giving up hope: "You are just a student, not even a scholar, can you start teaching?"

In his memory, only scholars would be hired to teach in various places. Among the 36 villages in Yunding County, there were less than 20 villages with scholars, and Qinjia Village had none.

Xiao Nan followed behind him and said loudly: "Master Wang, my cousin is teaching us to read and write. Does it require a scholar? It's not like my cousin can't read."

Yes, that makes a lot of sense.

He happened to have nothing to do, so he followed everyone to the backyard.

There was an open space here. Qin Li brought a large table with teaching materials and abacus on it. The children sat obediently on their stools. Each of them was of a different age, some were four or five years old, and some were about ten years old, about the same age as Wang Ze.

Despite being so young, he already had a calmness on his face that was not in line with his age. This was Wang Ze’s first impression.

Yun Jing stood at the front and spoke in a serious manner, "Yesterday we learned about silkworms spinning silk and bees making honey. We've also taught everyone how to write. Is there anyone who could come up and review it for us?"

There was silence below, and the children looked at each other, obviously having forgotten everything.

Qin Li was also trying hard to recall.

Xiaonan and Qin Wen have better memory and more time to study every day. They have finished learning the Three Character Classic long ago, so they can naturally write it.

Wang Ze saw this and sneered, "How come some kids can't even write the Three Character Classic even though they're already so old? I could already recite the entire Three Character Classic when I was five."

Seeing this, Xiao Nan couldn't help but stand up and refute him: "Who said we can't write?"

Wang Ze snorted: "Then why don't you come up and write."

"Mom said that we don't study to show off in front of our friends. We should give them more opportunities to think and exercise." Xiao Nan said confidently.

Yun Jing smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

"Young Master Wang, if you have nothing to do, please don't disturb my class here."

Wang Ze curled his lips and said, "Just go. Who wants to listen to a three-year-old's enlightenment class?"

Having said that, he walked into the yard and lay down to enjoy the fresh air.

The sound of reading aloud could be heard from the backyard from time to time. Wang Ze heard it and said with disdain, but he still subconsciously followed along.

halfway.

Yun Zhenzhen had something to do, so she called a few kids from her family to go to the old house. The only sounds left at home were the children's reading and the lazy Wang Ze.

"Brother Zhuzi, what does it mean that if a person doesn't learn, he is worse than anything else? I remember Brother Yun mentioned it before, but I forgot."

A questioning voice sounded in the backyard.

Qin Zhuzi scratched his head. He seemed to have forgotten as well. He had been busy threshing wheat at home these past two days and had no time to review.

Seeing that he was silent, the child spoke again: "Brother Zhuzi, you don't know either, right? Then I'd better wait for Brother Awen to come back and ask him."

"Wait, I'm thinking, why are you so anxious?" Zhuzi coughed. He used to know more words than Qin Wen, but he couldn't lose to him now.

"If a person does not learn, he is worse than an object" means that if a person does not learn, then he is worse than an object. This teaches us that we must study hard to become a good object..."

Wang Ze: “…”

He was drinking some cold tea from a worker in the yard, and when he heard what Zhuzi said, he almost spit out water.

It was the first time in more than ten years that he realized that this sentence could be understood in this way.

No, Yun Jing taught me this every day! ?

It’s really misleading young people!

He had read the books of sages for so many years and was quite knowledgeable. He could not ignore such a biased explanation.

He put down the tea bowl in his hand and strode to the backyard.