Chapter 67: The New Sir
"As far as I know, there are a lot of women around him, so girls should protect themselves and not be hurt, some of the injuries are for a lifetime."
With that said, she should understand!
Zhao Wenjing nodded, the corners of her mouth curled, "I can see it, thank you sister-in-law for reminding me." ”
Feng Yuchen rode a horse and followed the donkey cart, his brows furrowed when he heard this, he must follow his mother to the town tomorrow, as for the family, he has already thought of a way, and when he goes home, they will all know.
When the car arrived at the village, Zhao Wenjing and Li Xiaomei were sent home for dinner, and after eating, they would come together to learn literacy.
Brother Zhao Cheng also drove the donkey cart home, he originally wanted to send Tong Xiaowu, but Feng Yuchen didn't let him, he had to let him go back, after all, there was still study waiting after eating.
In this way, Tong Xiaowu and Feng Yuchen rode a horse to the end of the village, walking and walking, and when they passed by the door of the house, Feng Yuchen suddenly whipped his horse and rushed towards the west mountain in the west of the village.
"What are you doing? It's all home. "This guy didn't enter the house, and went up the hill to the west.
Passing by the river and entering the woods, Feng Yuchen jumped off the horse, dragged her down and hugged her in his arms, lowered his head and bit her neck, "The lady hasn't talked to me well in the past two days." ”
His grumbling voice sounded over her head, and before she could refute it, he had already lowered his head and choked her cherry lips......
His strength was very strong, he hugged her tightly, he clasped her neck with one hand, not letting her have the slightest chance to escape, for a long time, the whole mountain and forest were filled with some ambiguous smell before he let go of her.
The night was deep, he looked down at the little woman with a delicate red face in front of him, and suddenly laughed, then held her in his arms, and whispered with satisfaction: "It's almost ...... now"
"Pretty much what?"
Tong Xiaowu buried his head in his chest, his heart was pounding, his mind was blank, and he was a little dizzy.
He rubbed her hair, "Almost a little satisfied." ”
She laughed, understanding the meaning of his words, she leaned against his chest and whispered, "Xianggong, when this time is over and everything is on the right track, we will be together every day." ”
"Don't wait for that time, from now on, we will be together every day in the future, and we will not be separated for a moment."
After speaking, Feng Yuchen let go of the woman in his arms, turned over on the horse, scooped her up and put her in front of his arms, and walked towards the village.
As soon as I entered the yard, I saw that the lights in the new house had been turned on, and the lanterns outside the door were also hung high.
And now that classes have begun, the sound of Lang Lang's literacy is heard, and it is obvious that someone is teaching them to read.
Tong Xiaowu dismounted and came to the door of the new house, and saw a strange man standing in front of the calligraphy, teaching everyone to read aloud.
This person is about thirty years old, wearing a black robe, with a wide black belt around his waist, and a three-foot-long sword, his face is as serious as the ice of the wax moon, and his bearing is extraordinary.
"Who is he?" Tong Xiaowu looked surprised.
Feng Yuchen's eyes flickered, and he led her into the room: "I'll introduce you to you." ”
"An Daxia, this is my lady, lady, this is An Luo Anxia, a friend I made before."
"Hello An Daxia!" Tong Xiaowu bowed slightly and saluted him.
An Luo was taken aback, his face was panicked, and he hurriedly lowered his head and clenched his fists, "Madame, don't be so polite!" ”
After speaking, he hurriedly glanced at Feng Yuchen, and then stopped talking, and after a moment of silence, Tong Xiaowu broke the silence, "I still call you Mr. An, right?" Go on, I'll go back to the house and eat! ”
An Luo clasped his fists and saluted, turned his head to look at his group of students, and continued to teach.
"Everyone must be serious, this word pronounce Zhang, the surname Zhang, the surname Zhang is the most populous surname in the 'Xuanyuan' country, and there are a lot of surnames Zhang who work in our country, I hope everyone can remember, can write, the strokes should be written correctly, everyone follow me to write again......"
Feng Yuchen smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed Tong Xiaowu's fingers, "Lady, let's go back to the house!" ”
With An Luo, he will be able to be with her often in the future.
"Hmm!" Tong Xiaowu turned around and walked two steps, suddenly remembered something, turned around and came to the door again:
"Let's go back after half an hour of study, we are all very tired, pay attention to safety on the way back, we all live in a village, send each other a send-off, tomorrow we try to come to study in the morning, study for half an hour and then go to work, and you can practice at home at night."
"Good!" Everyone replied and happily followed along.
You must know that in the entire Xuanyuan Country, there is no place for free teaching at all, only Tong Xiaowu's place, which is also unprecedented.
This matter soon spread throughout Shili and Eight Villages, and many people were asking whether his family would accept children for teaching? What's more, I heard that Feng Yuchen's family was teaching words in the morning, so he came to the door early to wait.
I just hope to meet this Mr. An, and I hope he can take in his own children.
An Luo naturally refused to agree, he said that he was only a part-time worker, and he did not make decisions for his master.
In three days, Tong Xiaowu's side has been on the right track, and in the village, An Luo not only helps teach literacy, but also helps take care of production matters.
In the town, Feng Yuchen and Tong Xiaowu are in charge, and the four dolls of Journey to the West are also being made in an orderly manner.
That night, the people in the village who went to the county seat came back, Second Brother Liu also came back, and Mrs. Feng's family, except for Feng Siqing, all returned to Shanshui Village.
Hearing that Feng Siqing was sentenced to death, he was beheaded after the autumn, and Mrs. Feng's family relied on Zhao Lichang's guarantee, coupled with Feng Yuchen's written letter of non-accountability, so that their family was exempted from the disaster.
Mrs. Feng sat at home, looking at the house that had been turned into a mess, and felt resentment in her heart.
"Your eldest brother and sister-in-law are too much, we left with our heads and feet, and the two of them came to rob the second foot, look at this house, is this what people do."
Mrs. Feng burst into tears with tears in her eyes, crying and scolding at the same time, in this situation at home, her own son did not help, and she even fell into the well.
After crying for a while, Mrs. Feng looked up at her daughter, "Yu'er, what can we do in the future?" ”
"Mother, don't worry, there will be a way, besides, I have already asked someone to write a letter to my second brother, and I believe that the second brother will send someone to pick us up soon."
Feng Yu'er's fist in her sleeve was clenched tightly, although her fourth brother was to blame, but Feng Yuchen and his family were too inhumane, no matter what happened, his surname was Feng.