49. No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education

Song Lingxue was thinking about how to make the burnt fairy grass, and the children over there were already attracted by what she said was delicious, and kept asking what was delicious.

"It's something for good children, are you good?" Song Lingxue asked.

Several children began to peck at rice again, and Shi Yu ran over and snuggled into Song Lingxue's arms, and said coquettishly: "Mother, I'm good, I don't believe you asked Dabao and Daya." ”

Song Lingxue looked at her cute appearance, completely lost the big fat man who rode on Yao Yaozu yesterday and greeted with her fists, vicious like a dominatrix, not only smiling.

"Hmm." Yuan Bao and Bao Ling also nodded vigorously: "Milk, sister-in-law is good." ”

Song Lingxue called over two lovely grandchildren again, and also hugged them in her arms, and suddenly felt soft in her heart, she was busy with work in her previous life and didn't have a boyfriend at an age, and her parents were very negligent to her when she was busy with work since she was a child, so in addition to the warmth of home in her grandmother's house when she was a child, she felt lonely until she grew up.

Unexpectedly, once crossed, she found some softness of home, Song Lingxue suddenly felt for a moment that such a life was a little bitter, but it was very fulfilling, and there was still a rush!

"!" "Milk." At this time, I heard two soft and glutinous children's voices, and when I looked up, two cute and loving twin sisters who looked almost the same not far away were looking at her with a distressed look, Song Lingxue beckoned them to come over, and then hugged one person and kissed them, which made several children shy and smiling.

Song Lingxue felt that she must be full of kindness and kind smiles on her face at this moment, maybe she really looked like a grandmother.

After messing with the children for a while, assuring them that there would be good food in a while, and after reaping a wave of favorability again, Song Lingxue asked Shi Yu to take a few children to play, and she took two baskets of pigweed to the stove room, pitying the black flower big white pig who was still sleeping, not knowing that its food had been appropriated.

Liu really did not live up to Song Lingxue's expectations, but I just heard Song Lingxue say again and again The method of making black jelly is to wash the cactus grass in Mali, boil the fire and add water to boil, scoop, filter the gauze basket, and then stir the sticky rice flour and sweet potato flour, and finally put a little herbanine to continue filtering, and finally put the juice filtered by the cactus grass into the pot to continue boiling, and began to slowly pour powder juice into it, keep stirring, and finally wait until the bubbling child to close the fire, scoop it out and put it in the basin.

In fact, Song Lingxue and Liu picked out less than a basket of cactus grass for the three baskets of pigweed brought back by the children, but they didn't expect to make two large pots of black jelly, which made Song Lingxue very surprised.

"Mother, what kind of weed is this, it's so magical?" Don't look at Liu's listening to Song Lingxue's command, Ma Li's movements, just out of her instinctive reaction, obedient and accustomed to listening, in fact, what can she make, she herself has no score in her heart.

"Wait, you'll be surprised if you can eat it at the party." Song Lingxue smiled mysteriously, and instructed Liu to put the two wooden barrels in the shade of the corner, and then add some cold water from the jar to them, and ice the two basins of black jelly, but unfortunately there is no refrigerator here, so you can't make smoothies.

Song Lingxue also knew that big families would have ice cellars, and they would store the ice cubes in winter for use in summer, which was very enjoyable, but the cost was very high, but Song Lingxue still wanted to have a chance, and she had to do the same.

In the end, Song Lingxue asked Liu to boil some sugar water and let it cool for later use, and when she prepared for the evening, the black jelly was completely cool, cut into small pieces and put them in a bowl, poured sugar water, and you could cut some sour fruits that had been pickled for a day and a night as fruits, no way, the conditions were limited.

However, Song Lingxue knew that the sour fruit had already tasted a little bit after being soaked in sugar water for a day and a night, sour and a little sweet, and with the smooth jelly with coolness and sugar water, the taste would definitely not be bad.

Song Lingxue felt that her saliva was a little overflowing now, she hurriedly finished explaining to the Liu family, walked out of the stove room, and continued what she had just done, sitting on the bamboo chair under the grass shed, squinting and enjoying the coolness.

It's just that there is no quiet here, a few children are giggling and playing, Song Lingxue is not irritable, but looks at a few children with interest, only to find that they seem to be playing, but they are actually taking charcoal sticks under the stove and drawing something on the ground.

After taking a closer look, they were still writing, Shi Yu and Yuan Bao were still writing like that, Song Lingxue could barely recognize the "Shi" and "Yuan", it seemed that they were going to write the names of the two. And Baoling is painting flowers, which look like trumpet flowers, as for the golden bell and silver bell, after all, they are too young to understand anything, and they are painting nonsense.

Song Lingxue saw that Shi Yu and Yuan Bao were quite talented, but the names were not fully written, she was trying to teach the children to write, although she did not recognize all the traditional characters, but the children's names were still known.

Just when Song Lingxue walked over with a smile and was about to pick up the charcoal stick that no one used on the ground next to her, she suddenly remembered that she was now Yang Lihua, a village woman who couldn't read a single big character, if she taught the children to write, what if she was suspected, she could find all kinds of reasons to prevaricate in the past, this is not good.

"! You see, the little uncle taught us to write names. Yuan Bao saw Song Lingxue coming, happily pointed to the three words on the ground that he couldn't understand except for the middle Yuan word to the other two, and said happily to Song Lingxue.

Every time Yao Shiqing comes back, he will teach the children to read and read when he is fine, although the results are not ideal.

"Hey, I don't know if I wrote it, the last time the third brother left, he said that he would check it when he came back this time, and I forgot a few lines of poetry I taught." Shi Yu said with some dejection.

The children's enlightenment here is also a thousand-character text, Shi Qing didn't teach much, only taught the first paragraph, Shi Yu's out-of-the-box temperament, he didn't remember it at all, but the child Yuan Bao is good, it seems to have memorized some.

Song Lingxue asked Yuan Bao to carry it, and Yuan Bao stood up, put his little hand behind his back, began to shake his head gently, and opened his mouth to read: "Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate." The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in winter. Leap, leap ...... Milk, I forgot about the back. ”

"You're only five years old, which is already good." Song Lingxue said happily, and seeing that his shaking head was really cute, she asked gently, "Yuanbao, do you want to study?" ”

"I want to!" Yuan Bao nodded vigorously, he had already heard the little uncle say a lot of benefits of reading, although he couldn't understand many of them, but he knew that reading could be an official, and he could make his family live well.

Song Lingxue smiled with relief, feeling that her responsibility was heavier, no matter how poor she was, she couldn't be poor in education, although the children in the family were all rural babies, but Song Lingxue felt that they were more cute than the other, and there might be nothing to do in the future!