But she was clearly overthinking.

Song Shuyun is just a simple acting thing, and if she is a demon or something, Song Congxin doesn't dare at all.

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the first month came out.

Zheng Yunniang was also a little idle, and began to think about finding something to do for Song Shuyun.

Zhou Jiao's health was not good, and she didn't even bother to move with Song Shuyun, she lay on the bed all day long, leaning on the couch, leaning on the railing of the cloister, pretending to be weak......

This is simply a torment for people who have just experienced seven years of military life......

However, the way she wandered out of the world all day long made Zheng Yunniang believe that she had really changed her temperament, and she was even more worried in her heart.

It was inconvenient for the two to go out, Zheng Yunniang thought about it for two days and decided to impress the child with food.

So he came early in the morning, saying that he wanted to make rice for Song Shuyun, and pulled her to do it with him.

Zheng Yunniang knocked on the mallet with a "dong dong", and Song Shuyun looked at it with a lack of interest, which scared Zheng Yunniang enough.

This worry lasted until the evening, and Song Shuyun ate very happily before letting go.

The two felt that this was really not good, and they lost sleep with each other for half a night.

Zheng Yunniang is worried, and Song Shuyun sleeps too much during the day......

The next day, Zheng Yunniang said that she was teaching her to draw gongbi paintings.

When Song Shuyun heard it, this is to learn skills!

The spirit came in an instant, but this spirit was gone in less than three days.

Zheng Yunniang had a sad face, tears were about to fall, touched Song Shuyun's long face that was almost pulled to the top of her feet, and said.

"Jiao'er! Why don't you ask a doctor to take a look at you! You used to be able to write! Is it too much irritation, leaving some root causes?"

Song Shuyun: ......

After drinking the medicine for half a month......

She still can't hold a pen!

Fortunately, Zheng Yunniang also slowly accepted it, and Song Shuyun thought that she finally didn't have to be poisoned by the decoction anymore.

I don't want to run out of medicine, Zheng Yunniang is more enthusiastic about teaching her to write!

As a result, I was shocked again!

Not only does this kid not know how to hold a pen, but he can't read anymore!

Song Shuyun: ......

Zheng Yunniang changed to another doctor, and Song Shuyun drank medicine for half a month.

Song Shuyun was a little broken and asked Streamer, why did she accept Zhou Jiao's memories but couldn't accept her skills!

Streamer was also speechless, and asked her why she hadn't learned how to be a domineering president after watching idol dramas for so many years!

Song Shuyun: (╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻Can that be the same!) Can it be the same? Can it be the same?

Streamer: How is it different? Same! The memories you read are memories, and there is no difference between watching a TV series! You can't learn it by watching TV dramas, and you can't learn it by reading memories!

Song Shuyun: ......

Why should I upgrade the system, is it just to make it a good idea?

I'm so hard!

It's so hard!

It's hard!

Finish!

!

In a blink of an eye, it was Qingming, and Song Shuyun followed Zheng Yunniang to worship the old lady of the Zhou family and Thursday Lang.

Yuling has beautiful scenery, outstanding people, and unique buildings.

It was rare that Song Shuyun was a little interested, she sat in the small oil car and saw it fresh, the little oil car was not going fast, and a few maids and women followed her, giving her a general understanding of the world.

Zheng Yunniang didn't allow her to go out, saying that she would play with her after the filial piety period, and now she can't tell the truth.

Song Shuyun didn't force it.

It was late afternoon when the two of them came back, and they had eaten something and rested.

She couldn't sleep at night recently, so she would kick the maid out and hide in the house alone to fight military boxing.

Zhou Jiao's physical fitness is too poor, even if she takes care of it well, it doesn't look like a long life, Song Shuyun won't see a doctor, but she feels that life lies in sports, and more exercise is still beneficial!

When the time flickered to Gu Yu, Zheng Yunniang had already arranged for someone to buy some vegetable seeds, and was going to open a vegetable plot in the backyard with Song Shuyun.

The courtyard where the two live is huge, and it is a large courtyard with five entrances.

In the past, both of them lived in the backyard, but now they both live in the front yard, and the backyard is idle and idle, so it is better to use it.

Zheng Yunniang also wants to cultivate Song Shuyun's hands-on ability.

The two of them were wearing Ge cloth clothes, dusty, and their hair was wrapped in a bun, Zheng Yunniang carried a pickaxe, leading Song Shuyun, who was obviously good at these days.

She smiled lightly and looked relaxed, even if it was extremely simple clothes, she wore a bit of style.

When she arrived at a former garden, Zheng Yunniang put down the pickaxe and took out two pairs of silk gloves from her arms, one for herself and one for Song Shuyun.

Song Shuyun looked at the gloves that were more expensive than this dress, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The hobby of rich people is really strange, plucking flowers in a yard, just to grow vegetables!

But she only dared to touch and complain, and her body instinctively took the glove belt, the size was just right, obviously there was no saying that it would be able to be used next year if it was a little bigger.

Zheng Yunniang stroked the broken hair around her ears, and with a smile, she instructed Song Shuyun to pick up the large pieces of soil and stones.

Song Shuyun hung her head and went to pick up stones, and Zheng Yunniang brandished a pickaxe and began to turn over the ground.

If it weren't for her elegant demeanor, Song Shuyun felt for a moment that Zheng Yunniang must be a peasant woman who has been farming for more than ten years.

The area of the garden is not small, and the two of them turned it over for a day to finish.

It rained a few days ago, and although the ground was dry, there was still some moisture after the land was turned up, and the soil was sticky to the soles of Song Shuyun's shoes......

Song Shuyun: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

The next day, Zheng Yunniang began to raise seedlings, soaked them in gauze, spread the vegetable seeds on them, and then covered them with a piece of gauze soaked in water, and put them in a cool place.

She called Song Shuyun again to go with her to make ridges.

Song Shuyun looked loveless.

She is not a real child, and she is not interested in these farm work, but Zheng Yunniang said that if she doesn't want to go, she can practice calligraphy in the house!

Song Shuyun: It's a threat! Right! Right! Right!

She could only go to the ridge with Zheng Yunniang, Zheng Yunniang didn't know where to get the plow, but she didn't get a cow, so she had to pull the plow herself.

Song Shuyun: I don't understand the world of rich people!

She could only hold the plow in the back and watch Zheng Yunniang pull in front.

Zheng Yunniang couldn't pull it, and Song Shuyun went to pull it for a while!

She's too young to reach the peak of her strength, and she won't be able to do it for long.

But seeing her actions, Zheng Yunniang was very pleased.

It took them another day to plow the ridge out.

On the third day, the seeds sent out a little bit of small buds, and Zheng Yunniang happily called Song Shuyun to go and see.

Song Shuyun burst into tears in her heart, but she still had to pretend to be in high spirits on her face.

That day, Zheng Yunniang took Song Shuyun to nail several wooden boxes half a meter long and one palm high.

On the fourth day, fill the soil and raise seedlings.

On the fifth day, Zheng Yunniang took Song Shuyun to write an observation log.

Day 6, Day 7, Day 8......

On the nineteenth day, the eggplant seedlings were planted in the field that had been plowed before.

Song Shuyun: ━┻(╰(‵□′)╯(┻━┻Bullying me can't do farm work, right? Plant an eggplant and make a hairy ridge!

But she didn't dare to say it, and when the eggplants were planted, Zheng Yunniang began to teach her, "A porridge and a meal, when thinking about it is not easy; Half a thread and half a thread, the constant thought of material resources is difficult!"

Not only let her memorize, but also teach her to write.

Song Shuyun was moved to tears by this sentence!

While crying, I thought: Why is the traditional Chinese character for "zhi" so difficult to write......