Chapter 51: Guest
After putting the cabbage in the jar, the Huang family was free.
More than a dozen people gathered in the courtyard was slightly crowded, but it was also very lively.
Following!
Wang, Xie, and Jin used the newly bought fabric to make spring clothes, while Jiang Nuan held the "Thousand Character Text" to teach the rest of the characters to read and write.
In front of the Huang brothers and brothers, there are large and flat sand tables, which they made in the dark last night.
"The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and the moon are shining." Jiang Nuan wrote these eight big characters while reading, and then taught how to write them one by one.
After making sure that everyone could write the whole word, I sat down in a chair and drank tea and rested.
Teaching so many elementary school students, there is no pinyin, I am really tired!
While eating dried fruits, he looked at the few people who practiced calligraphy seriously with a smile in his eyebrows.
Looking at these serious and devout children, Jiang Nuan felt that it was worth it to be tired.
"The branches are still a little short, it seems that it is better to buy some pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Thinking of this, Jiang Nuan had a headache.
That's a lot of money!
In addition to the small big cow, two cows, big girls, and two girls, ten people need to learn to read and write, and at least ten brushes, five-end inkstones and piles of straw paper must be bought.
"It's really not good, make your own paper and use it!"
Otherwise, it is really unbearable, Jiang Nuan muttered in his heart.
While sighing, he kept stuffing things into his mouth, and he didn't look sad at all.
Suddenly, there was a sharp knock at the door.
"Who?" Looking out of the door curiously, Jiang Nuan, who was the only idler, walked over and opened the door.
It can't be the gold shopkeeper who is giving the silver, right?
Thinking of this, her steps sped up a little, her mood became brighter, and her face, which had already recuperated her blood, was a little more flushed.
opened the door with a creak and looked up, only to find an old woman with silver hair and a middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes, smiling gently and brightly at him.
"Yaya, my mother made white-flour steamed buns and brought them to you." The old woman said, unloading the cloth bag on the middle-aged man's back, and carefully handed it to Jiang Nuan.
"Mother, little brother," Jiang Nuan covered her mouth in surprise, her face couldn't stop being surprised, "Why are you two here, come on, come in." ”
Turning his head, he immediately ordered, "The eldest daughter-in-law, grandma and uncle are here, pour two bowls of brown sugar water." ”
I didn't expect that Jiang Nuan's mother would come to the door.
She wasn't ready yet, so she appeared so suddenly, with a weak heart!
Take a deep breath, cheer up, raise a smiling face, and lean closer to the old man.
Although nervous and weak-hearted, there was no rejection at all.
Obviously, there is no shortage of love, and the time when I need my mother has long passed, but when I see the deep and warm love in the old woman's eyes without a trace of impurities, I still feel that my heart is burned.
It's hot, it's warm, it's confusing and dependent.
After Jiang Nuan finished speaking, she pretended to glance at her mother inadvertently, and immediately took her hand and helped the old man into the yard.
Feeling Jiang Nuan's movements, although the old man with silver hair did not speak, the corners of his mouth were upturned, his cloudy eyes were shining, and he was very pleased with his daughter's intimacy.
"Mother, grandma and uncle are here?" As soon as he heard Jiang Nuan's words, Xie immediately put down the work in his hand and ran over.
"Yes," Jiang Nuan chuckled and nodded, "Jiaojiao, take out the candied pastries at home and give my mother a sweet taste." ”
"No," hearing Jiang Nuan's words, Mrs. Jiang squinted and refused, "You are not in good health, keep it for yourself, my mother doesn't like to eat these." ”
"That's it," next to him, Jiang Xu echoed, "Sister, you can eat these rare things yourself, my mother is not used to eating these." ”