Wang glared at her with hatred: "If you don't want to wait, you have to wait, otherwise we will have to beg!" ”

Thinking of the experience of asking for food, Lin Mei shivered fiercely. I don't want to ask for food anymore when I beat her to death, although this kind of life is not happy, but in the end it is much stronger than before.

For the sake of a good life in the future, it seems that it is okay to be wronged now.

After Lin Mei calmed down, the Wang family pondered in their hearts how to approach Lin Zhong in a normal way.

She knew that Lin Zhong didn't like her, and the things she did before did offend Lin Zhong a little.

But as the old saying goes, a husband and wife for a hundred days in one night, a husband and wife in a hundred days are like the sea deep, Lin Zhong is soft-hearted, as long as she coaxes him gently and carelessly, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not change his mind about her.

used tricks to force him to remarry himself, how could he marry himself willingly?

Wang felt that he still understood men very well, so he made up his mind and took the initiative to find Lin Zhong in a few days. After making up his mind, the Wang family was even less panicked, and put on his clothes and went to the old Wang family to serve.

In the next few days, Lin Ruan went up the mountain every day to practice his abilities, and in the afternoon he came back with the dishes to be used for the next day to teach Lin Tiezhu to read and write.

Lin Ruan set up the place to practice calligraphy in the hall of the main house.

First, the study room is not big enough, and it is really inappropriate for her and Lin Tiezhu's grades to squeeze into that study.

Second, there is no one else in the family now, and she has to pay attention to avoid suspicion.

Although she doesn't care about anything that is not famous, she has to think about Lin Tiezhu, people call her Master, in case someone gossips outside, she must not delay people to talk about her daughter-in-law in the future.

But in the end, there were only two people in this courtyard, and it was not very suitable, so Lin Ruan deliberately went to Zhou's house, invited Aunt Zhou over, and also called Aunt Zhou's San Lang.

Aunt Zhou has always treated her well, so she thought that if Zhou Lang was willing to learn, she would teach together. Anyway, putting a sheep is a release, and putting a flock of sheep is also a release.

Wednesday Lang has little interest in literacy, but he can't stand his father's high expectations. As soon as they heard that Lin Ruan was going to teach San Lang to read and write, Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou were so happy that they picked up a basket of eggs for Lin Ruan at home, saying that they were used as tuition.

Lin Ruan didn't say anything polite to them, took the eggs, and went home with Aunt Zhou, who was dragging Zhou Lang, and started herding sheep, ah, no, it is a great project of teaching and educating people.

Aunt Zhou sat on the side doing needlework, and after a while she got them some tea to quench their thirst.

The things that Lin Ruan taught were all practical, such as some commonly used words and basic arithmetic problems. After all, they don't have to participate in scientific examinations in the future, so they only need to learn the most practical ones to learn knowledge.

At the beginning, Zhou Lang didn't have much to learn, but Aunt Zhou didn't always compare him with Lin Tiezhu.

Lin Tiezhu studied very seriously, and the words he was taught on the first day were completely memorized the next day, and he could write them well, although the writing was not very neat, but it was enough to show how hard he worked.

Lin Ruan was very satisfied with his learning attitude and often praised him.

This half of the young man, when he is the most competitive, he is buried by his mother every day, and Lin Tiezhu is praised every day, as if he is useless. After a long time, Wednesday Lang was aroused and began to compare himself with Lin Tiezhu.

Zhou Lang himself was pulled by Lin Ruan to make up the numbers, but he didn't expect this kid to get serious, and his progress was no worse than Lin Tiezhu.

Lin Tiezhu wanted to perform well in front of the master, but Zhou Lang worked harder than him, so how could he do it! As a result, Lin Tiezhu worked even harder.

Zhou Lang saw that he was about to be left behind again, so he naturally caught up.

The two of you chased after each other, and inadvertently formed a virtuous circle, which made Lin Ruan and Aunt Zhou happy.

When Lin Tiezhu and Wednesday Lang were studying, Lin Ruan was not idle. The two were writing in the sand table, and she was practicing on paper with a pen.

She can only write hard pen words, and this brush is not so easy to write, so every time she writes, it is like a dog crawling.

As the saying goes, words are like people, she is such an excellent individual, how much of a loss is it to write a **crawl word? Therefore, this character must be practiced, not to be beautifully written, but at least to be neat, so that people can see at a glance what is written.

In the past few days, Lin Ruan's handwriting has made a lot of progress, although it is not good-looking, but at least it will not be a lump.

In the past few days, it has rained for two days in a row, and the weather is even colder, and Linjia Village is leaning against the mountain, which is a little colder than the county seat.

When Lin Ruan entered the mountain, he even found that there was a faint white color at the top of the mountain.

It was snow that had fallen at night, piling up on the treetops.

The temperature in the mountains was even colder, and even though Lin Ruan was not very afraid of the cold, he felt that the cold was overwhelming.

Tightening his clothes, Lin Ruan raised his feet and went to the place where he usually trained his abilities, ready to wait for the big tiger mother and son to come over.

Suddenly, the sound of swords came faintly from a distance.

Lin Ruan thought at first that he had heard it wrong, but when he listened carefully, it was indeed the sound of swords striking each other.

Could it be that someone in the village has gone up the mountain again?

But why is there such a voice?

Lin Ruan had some doubts in his heart and decided to go and find out.

It was here that the big tiger and the little tiger rushed over. Their sense of hearing was more sensitive than Lin Ruan's, and they quickly picked up those voices.

The two tigers immediately went into alert.

Lin Ruan was worried that someone would find the big tiger, so he went into the mountain to fight the tiger, thought about it, and said to the big tiger: "You take the little tiger back to the valley first, I will go over to see the situation, if there is any danger, I will immediately go and inform you." ”

The big tiger roared at the little tiger in a low voice, turned around and walked in the direction of the valley.

After the mother and son left, Lin Ruan followed the direction from which the voice came.

The closer I got, the clearer the sound of the sword trying to strike.

After walking about four or five hundred meters, Lin Ruan stopped behind a big tree.

In the col a few dozen meters ahead, there was a large group of masked black-clothed people, besieging another person dressed in black.

This is a fight scene that can only be seen on TV, and I saw those masked people cooperate tacitly and keep attacking the man.

And in the face of the siege of so many people, the man did not panic at all, one move and one style, and even a little leisurely and chic, the long whip in his hand was like a spiritual snake, dancing among those masked people, and every whip could perfectly hit a masked man.

The whip must have been made of some kind of special material, which seemed soft, but in fact it was extremely hard, and when it came into contact with the knife in the masked man's hand, it would make a crisp sound of metal colliding, and occasionally sparks would flash away.

Those masked people saw that they couldn't attack for a long time, and the other party had injured many people on their side, so they immediately whispered.