The Reborn Wife is Farming

After all, Mu Shi failed to celebrate the new year at home, and was called away by the barracks the next day after the new year.

But this time they found out that he was in Xiying in Xingzhou Prefecture, and everyone happily sent him away.

And Liu Lang has been running here every day since he said that he wanted to learn accounting with Xiuhong, coming in the morning and returning in the afternoon. At first, Xiuhong could teach him to recite formulas, plan and keep accounts triumphantly, who knew seven or eight After a few days, Liu Lang was able to recite the formula smoothly. Although the abacus was not as fast as Xiuhong's, it was very smooth.

Not only Xiuhong, but Mu Yangling was also taken aback, and after seeing the account book he had calculated, he said with a smile: "Cousin Lang is very talented in this area, no wonder Uncle Ting will find him a accountant apprentice."

Xiuhong nodded wearily, "In this way, Cousin Lang may take over the management of the accounts in half a year."

Learning from Mr. Accountant is naturally not as good as here. They will teach as much as they have, unlike Mr. Accountant, who will hide it for his own job or to let apprentices work for free for a few more years, even if they teach him skills in the end. Yes, only five or six points are taught, and how much the rest can be understood depends on each person's ability.

So Liu Lang made rapid progress here, because Xiuhong taught him the key things when he came here.

Liu Lang went to the restaurant with his father before and met the old accountant. He even took in an apprentice. Although it was only a day, he knew how bad the apprentice was. Instructing and blindly emphasizing "forbearance", he knew that apprentices were not so easy to do.

So he was very grateful for Xiuhong's selflessness, but Xiuhong was so strong, if he said thank you, she would be even more embarrassed, so he occasionally brought her some small gifts.

The grasshoppers he wove, the wind chimes he made in his spare time, the wild flowers he occasionally saw on the side of the road, and sometimes the dogtail grass could be pulled away by him and let her put them in a bottle as a flower appreciation.

No way, wild flowers in winter are too hard to find, but dogtail grass is everywhere.

Xiuhong really wanted to throw that bunch of dogtail grass to his face, but seeing that it was neatly organized by him, she still took the bottle and put it on the stone table in the yard. It's better to have fun than to have fun, let's enjoy the dog's tail grass together!

Everyone laughed, Bosi and Kejia ran around the stone table and shouted: "Great grass, grass..."

Liu Lang blushed rarely.

The aunt hurried away, "Okay, okay, go back to the house after the trouble, you are not afraid of freezing in the cold weather, Bosi, Kejia, don't run away anymore, go back to the house with my brother to play."

It was rare for Bosi and Kejia to come out to have fun, and they didn't stop walking when they heard the words, they turned their heads and rushed towards the door tacitly.

Mu Yangling quickly grabbed their clothes at the back of their necks and lifted them up, "Where are you going? Listen to my aunt and go home."

Bosi and Kejia struggled in Mu Yangling's hands and shouted, "Help, help—I want to get out, I want to get out—"

Shu Wanniang ran out when she heard the cry, and when Bosi and Kejia saw their mother, they opened their arms pitifully and shouted: "Mother, help—"

Mu Yangling was still smiling at first, but when he saw Shu Wanniang's cold face, he froze for a moment and asked, "Mother, what's the matter?"

Shu Wanniang tore Bosi and Kejia down, dragged them into the room with a dark face, made them stand against the wall, and asked, "Who taught you to call for help?"

Shu Wanniang doesn't lose her temper easily, but when she loses her temper, her aunt doesn't dare to speak.

The people who entered the room fell silent for a moment, all looking at Bosi and Kejia.

Bosi and Kejia suddenly felt a lot of pressure. The two three-year-old children opened their mouths and looked at their sister blankly.

Shu Wanniang couldn't help but patted the table, and asked in a low voice: "Ask you, who taught you to call for help?"

The two children shrank their necks, tears rolled in their eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Outside, brothers and sisters are calling."

The children in the village like to play war games. Sometimes they fight together and call "help".

Shu Wanniang suppressed her anger and said, "Do you know what saving lives means?"

The two children shook their heads blankly.

Shu Wanniang said with a cold face: "It is only when you are arrested, or someone close to you is arrested, or you are seriously injured, that you can call for help. Now you are only called for help when you are caught by your sister and are not allowed to go out to play. After that, it is time to call for help." When, who will believe you?"

The two three-year-old children didn't understand, but they knew in their hearts that it was wrong for them to call for help just now, and they looked at their mother with tears in their eyes.

Shu Wanniang has softened her heart a long time ago, but she knows that three or four years old is the most important stage for a child's character development. In the past, her blog posts were small and soft. Said: "Do you know it's wrong?"

The two children nodded hurriedly and assured, "We will never call for help again."

Mu Yangling hurriedly said: "It's not that I don't call for help, it's that I don't call for help easily."

The two children hurriedly changed their words and came over, and Shu Wanniang was satisfied, and beckoned them to come over.

Seeing that their mother finally beckoned, the twins finally jumped into their mother's arms and burst into tears.

Seeing them crying at the top of their lungs, Shu Wanniang didn't stop them, she just held one of them in one hand, patted their backs to comfort them, and said softly, "Remember, don't say help easily in the future, brother and sister You guys are playing around with you, if you call for help now, and when you really need help in the future, when you call, others will think you are playing, what will you do then? Mother and brothers and sisters I can't be with you all the time..."

In the end, the twins were tired of crying and had to rest.

The eyes of the two children were red, and they twitched from time to time, which showed that they were crying miserably just now, and they were still humming when they slept at night.

The aunt sighed, and then she realized that it's not that Shu Wanniang doesn't care about teaching the children, she just doesn't care about it in general, but she doesn't let her hands go soft when she thinks she needs to do it.

Thinking about it this way, she became more open to Mu Yangling's children. Anyway, their mother is in charge of them, so let them make trouble.

My aunt was about to make some calming tea for the two children, but Shu Wanniang stopped her and said, "The two children are still young, so they don't need to drink that, and it's good for them to cry."

The reason why Shu Wanniang made them cry so much was to let them express their fear and grievance. Although they are still humming now, it will be fine if they wait for a night.

The aunt agreed when she heard it, and said with a smile: "Although I am your elder, sometimes I am not as good as you in raising children."

Shu Wanniang blushed, "Auntie is too modest. You helped take care of all the children except Bowen. It was your idea that Ah Ling didn't drink milk back then. Otherwise, this child wouldn't grow up to be so big now."

Shu Wanniang has always positioned her aunt as the "mother-in-law", so she makes up most of the family's decisions, as long as it doesn't involve the children's principled issues, she doesn't care.

But my aunt has always had some anxiety about living under the fence, so although she is strong in daily life, she usually listens to Mu Yangling and Shu Wanniang in major matters, so that everyone can get along so well, otherwise, if someone else comes in, the family will probably be in trouble upside down.

Now my aunt has a deeper understanding of the other side of Shu Wanniang as a mother, and she feels more at ease in her heart. She feels that although Shu Wanniang always embroiders or teaches children to read and write behind closed doors, she does not lack knowledge, even the means. Much smarter than her.

If it were her, the child would be disobedient, he would probably have been beaten up, and it would be over if he justified it.