The wedding banquet lasted until three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and after the Yao family returned home, the sun had set in the west, and after eating a stomach full of oil, everyone no longer wanted to eat dinner, so Yao Hong was not busy, and the family sat in the courtyard, chatting with or without a match.

Yao Hong told Wenren Qianye what the mother-in-law thought, Wenren Qianye thought about it and said, "It's just right, it's boring for me to stay at home and have nothing to do, so it's better to open a private school and teach the children in the village to read and write to pass the time." ”

"But the house is small, and there is no place for students, so why do you have to let them stay in the courtyard to study? It's fine in the summer, but in the winter, it's going to freeze the bad guys. Yao Hong frowned.

Wenren Chiba said, "There are two open spaces on the left and right of our yard, and the larger one on the left has been used to grow peanuts, so it is better to build a big house on the small one on the right and make it a school." ”

"It's okay, but the land belongs to the village, and I need to report to the village chief."

"By the way, let the village chief get a land deed, so as not to cause trouble in the future."

"Okay, I'll go to the village chief."

"I'll go back tomorrow. Today, the village chief's family helped Zhu Luo get married, and they must be tired, so don't bother them now. ”

"Oh."

Yao Huang picked up the watermelon from the well. She also found watermelons in the mountains, and when she went out this morning, thinking that everyone must have little appetite after eating the feast, Yao Huang put one of the watermelons into the well and froze. At this time, the whole thing exudes a cold smell, which makes people very comfortable.

"Oh, eat watermelon." Snack goods Yao Qing and Xiao Ke happily surrounded Yao Huang, waiting for her to cut watermelons.

The watermelon is not big, at most five or six catties, and the black stripes on the green skin are very conspicuous. The watermelon skin is very thin, and Yao Huang's kitchen knife has just cut a hole, and the watermelon cracks all of a sudden, and a fragrance wafts out. Yao Qing lowered his body and slipped his saliva, "This watermelon looks delicious!" ”

Yao Huang cut the watermelon into five pieces several times in a row, and the half-moon-shaped watermelon had a bright red melon pulp, which was like golden sand under the sun's rays, and the rich melon juice flowed onto the table with the gourd.

Xiao Ke and Yao Qing took a piece of watermelon and didn't eat it themselves, but gave it to Yao Hong and Wenren Qianye. Then, the two of them held their own piece and took a big bite to gnaw on. The red sand watermelon tastes a little crispy instead of sandy, and when you chew it in your mouth, it turns into a sweet juice, except for the slightly larger watermelon seeds, which are full of sweetness and make people want to eat a second bite right away. Wenren Chiba eats elegantly, but the speed is definitely not slow, from childhood to adulthood, he has eaten a lot of delicious food, but in the past few months, all the things he has eaten are unknown before and even more delicious.

It's a very lump, after eating a watermelon, the heat and fatigue of summer are taken away by this cold and delicious watermelon. The two little ones sat against the persimmon tree with their little bellies holding the drums, squinting their eyes, very satisfied.

"Xiao Ke, you continue to talk about the fight between Sun Monkey and the Heavenly Soldiers."

Xiao Ke told Yao Qing part of the story that Yao Huang told him last night, and when he heard that his uncle was going to listen to the story again, he didn't hesitate, and said in a milky voice: "...... Mu Zha held an iron rod in both hands, tied a bundle of embroidered clothes, jumped out of the gate, and shouted: 'Which is the Monkey King?' Sun Wukong shook his wishful stick and responded: "Lao Sun is." Who are you to dare to come to me for trouble? Mu Zha said: "It is Mu Zha the second son of King Li Tian, and now he is the apprentice of Guanyin Bodhisattva, whose legal name is Hui'an." Sun Wukong said, "You kid, you don't practice in the South China Sea, but you came here to see what I am doing?" Mu Zha said: "My master sent me to inquire about the military situation, and seeing you so rampant, he specially came to arrest you!" Sun Wukong said: "Say big things! You beat Lao Sun, and Lao Sun beat your mother so much that she didn't recognize you. Don't be a week, eat Lao Sun's stick! Mu Zha was not afraid, and made the iron rod split his hand to meet him. The two of them stood in the middle of the mountain, outside the gate, and this battle was dark and inseparable......"

Xiao Ke ate the Tianling Pill, and his memory is outstanding, not only telling Yao Huang's stories one by one, but also licking and adding a lot of plots of his own imagination, not only Yao Qing was fascinated by it, but Yao Hong and Wenren Qianye were also attracted by the excitement in the meantime. Yao Hong was originally cleaning up watermelon rinds and watermelon seeds, which can be fed to chickens after being stomped and crushed, and watermelon seeds are kept for trial planting in the backyard next spring.

“…… Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown. Xiao Ke shook his head and said in Yao Huang's tone, which made Yao Huang sneer.

"Erya, did you make up this story?" Wenren Chiba asked.

"Well, no, it was written by a scholar named Wu Chengen." Yao Huang shook her head and said, with her former identity as a small village girl, it is impossible to write such a wonderful story as "Journey to the West".

"Wu Chengen? The name is unfamiliar. Wenren Chiba searched in his mind for a long time but did not find the slightest impression, so he asked, "Where is this Mr. Wu from?" How old are you? ”

"Wu Chengen is no longer here."

Wenren Qianye thought that Wu Chengen had passed away, and felt a little sorry in his heart, "If Wu Chengen is still alive, if he can persuade him to print the story of "Journey to the West" into a script and spread it, he will definitely be sought after by everyone and lick another thick ink for the Great Zhou culture." ”

"Printed into a script to pass out? Good idea. "Yao Huangle can not only make "Journey to the West" shine in another world, but also make money, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone, and even saving Wu Chengen's manuscript fee.

"Do you have all the manuscripts of Journey to the West?" Hearing that Chiba is also bright, his eyes lit up.

"There is no manuscript, but the story of "Journey to the West" is all recorded in my head, and I can write it silently."

"In this way, Erya, you can write it down as soon as possible, I know a friend who runs a bookstore, and publishing and selling are not a problem." Hearing that Qianye urged Yao Huang, in fact, he had long been attracted by the story of "The Monkey King's Havoc in the Heavenly Palace", and he wanted to see the comprehensive story as soon as possible.

"Well, I'll write in the next two days."

The next day, Yao Hong accompanied Wenren Chiba to find the village chief. Zhao Yiming heard that the Yao family was going to build a school, and he didn't accept the money, so he directly allocated the vacant land to the Yao family. The school started seven days later, and many villagers came to help, and in less than ten days, the school was built. Chen Amu cut down a big tree on the mountain and made more than a dozen bookcases and stools for the school. Yao Huang asked him to make 20 wooden boards, and the edges of the boards were nailed to a wooden frame and placed on the desk, and a thin layer of sand was laid inside, and wooden branches were placed next to the wooden boards. Wooden boards and wooden branches are used instead of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, for children in the countryside, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are expensive luxuries, which can save a little is a little.

The school was originally scheduled to be officially taught in half a month, but in more than 20 days the rice will be fully ripe, and the villagers will be busy harvesting the rice. Wenren Chiba simply set the start date for the start of school in two months.

The rice is ripe, and the breeze blows through the rice fields, setting off layers of golden waves, one after another. Yao Huang sat at the door, looking at the people harvesting in the field, in a happy mood. The smell of maturity came to the face, bringing all kinds of joy, rice, and farmer's ...... In the rice field, the plump ears of rice are full of ripening joy, bending over, bowing their backs, and bowing their heads, as if to express their gratitude to the farmers who have been taking care of them; The villagers have big smiles on their faces blackened by the sun, I don't know how much sweat they have had, how much hard work they have had, and now that the harvest is in sight, can they not be happy?

Yao Huang experienced these joyful moods with his heart, simple happiness. Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. The farmers toiled and finally reaped the rewards. Although I don't know if these gains are enough for the family to eat and clothe in the coming year, they are still very satisfied. Contentment is the way of life of ordinary farmers......

The mood has been improved, and the true qi in the body is slowly running, and the speed is gradually accelerating, one week and two weeks...... Thirty-six weeks. It wasn't until all the True Qi returned to the dantian that Yao Huang found that her cultivation had grown to the fifth layer. Sure enough, the improvement of the realm can lead to the improvement of cultivation, Yao Huang said in his heart, this is because the aura of Qingshui Village is relatively thin, otherwise, her cultivation may be directly improved by two layers. Thinking of this, Yao Huang began to wake up, contentment and happiness, contentment and happiness, it is already a great blessing to be able to improve one layer of cultivation, and if you want to add two layers, it is purely a lack of human hearts to swallow elephants. Remember to be steady and steady on the path of cultivation, and you can't rush to achieve success, or you may not be able to cross the catastrophe for the most part. This is also the reason why Zhiran Immortal Jun gave Yao Huang countless pills, but most of them were pills that replenished blood and blue to replenish the body and clear the negative effects, but not much was given to increase the cultivation pills. The cultivation obtained by taking shortcuts is not as stable as the cultivation that comes out of oneself.

"Erya, I'll go to the river to wash clothes." Yao Hong walked up to Yao Huang with a large wooden basin and ordered, "The meal is ready, you take Xiaoqing and Xiaoke to eat together, don't wait for me." ”

As for Wenren Qianye, he took the "Journey to the West" written by Yao Huangmo to find his friend who opened a bookstore, and he couldn't come back for seven or eight days. Wen Ren Qianye's friend is not in Anping County, Yao Huang thought that his brother-in-law must have been holding back in Qingshui Village for too long in the past few years, and he was very quiet, plus his body and martial arts had all recovered, so he wanted to go out and walk around.

"I know it." Yao Huang nodded lazily and did not get up. Her cultivation has increased, and her divine consciousness has also doubled, and the radius covered by her divine consciousness was only forty meters before, but now it has expanded to fifty meters. Yao Huang is using his divine sense to probe the activities of everyone in the village, and he is having a lot of fun: the village chief's wife and Cuihua's sister-in-law are making spring rolls, and Yao Huang taught Cuihua's sister-in-law and Yao Hong a few days ago; Aunt Zhou boiled mung bean soup and prepared a few flatbreads to send to Uncle Zhou; The young daughters-in-law and the men are harvesting rice in the field, the older children are also harvesting the rice, and the younger children are piling the harvested rice together, tying it with ropes, and waiting for a certain degree to remind their elders to take it home......