After discussing with Lan Yi, Second Uncle Wang left in a hurry.

Lan Yi looked at the sun, it was not yet ten o'clock at noon, drank some boiled water and asked Wen Xuan, "Xuan'er, are you thirsty, are you tired, do you want to rest for a while, my mother brought you something delicious." ”

Wen Xuan is still young, and at this time he has already passed the freshness of picking flowers and leaves, and when he heard that there are delicious foods, he immediately came to his senses, "What did my mother bring to Xuan'er?" ”

Lan Yi smiled and untied the little burden for him, washed his hands and fed him some water, then took out the small burden in the back basket and said mysteriously, "Open it and see?" ”

Wen Xuan's big eyes were shining, and he opened the small baggage of two layers of white cloth, and there was a small crockpot inside, and when he opened the small crockpot, he saw all kinds of dried fruits that he loved to eat, and smiled and showed a mouth full of neat little white teeth, "Mother is the best." ”

"I know that Xuan'er loves to eat!" Lan Yi took out another small bag, took out the bowl, inside was the cake she made, after two years of improvement, the cake she made was already very high level than the cake sold to Zhang Pingyu at that time, plus raisins, boiled beans and other ingredients, both the appearance and the taste are handy.

"And this red bean raisin cake, my mother just steamed it out this morning, can you taste it?" Lan Yi took a cake the size of a small fist and handed it to the little guy's mouth.

Wen Xuan opened his mouth wide, bit half of it with a whin, and said vaguely with a puffed mouth, "It's delicious!" Mother eats. ”

Lan Yi shook her head, "Mother is not hungry, she will keep it for Xuan'er." ”

Wen Xuan swallowed the cake in his mouth, and the little fat hand raised the remaining half of the cake to his mother's mouth, "Mother eat." Let's eat......"

Lan Yi took a small bite of his hand, "Well, good Xuan'er!" Remember to drink water after eating. ”

It's been three weeks for the little one. The teeth are full, Lan Yi is afraid that he will spoil his teeth if he eats too many sweets, and the cake has less sugar, and he will tell him to drink water every time he eats it.

Wen Xuan nodded, and obediently sat on the stone where his mother had put a straw mat for him to eat.

Wen Xuan is a generous little guy, when he encounters his favorite food, he doesn't cover it alone and don't give it to others, he will take out the delicious food and share it with the people he likes. Mother and brother are naturally his favorites, and he is the most generous to the two of them, and recently added Daddy.

Of course. Wen Xuan's generosity also had nothing to do with Lan Yi never controlling them in terms of eating, and also told them that only by sharing with people they liked, good things would taste better.

"Xuan'er eats here, and my mother will go to work next?" Lan Yi put on a big burden. Possessed and discussed.

Wen Xuan nodded obediently. "Okay, Xuan'er will go count the duck eggs after eating and resting."

Lan Yi nodded, there were still more than seventy ducks in the duck pen on the hillside, and they could lay a lot of duck eggs every day, enough for him to count.

After picking flowers and leaves for a while, Lan Yi looked at the sun, it was almost noon, and said to Qi. "Aunt Zhao, Su Yi. Let's rest, and we'll do it later. ”

Qi nodded, "Daughter-in-law Weiji, you take the child back first, Xuan'er, this child is really well-behaved, if the eldest grandson of my family followed here, he would have been disturbed by his mother and not allowed to work, let's work for a while and then rest." ”

When you are tired and thirsty, you will eat two mouthfuls of dry food in the field, and then continue to work, only in this way can you finish the work as quickly as possible before the cold weather.

Lan Yi untied his burden and put it away, went to the duck pen to call Shang Wenxuan, and walked hand in hand to the Qingshan Inn not far away.

"Mother, is it time to pick up my brother?" Wen Xuan asked excitedly, after the Qingshan Inn became a righteous school, the children were fresh, and Wen Xuan also came to see it twice with a knife without a blade, for his inn to become a righteous school in the village, Wen Xuan A young child like Wen Xuan also had a sense of pride, and every time he went back, he chattered with his mother for a long time.

"Well, let's go to the inn, the time is coming soon, pick up my brother and let's go home together." Lan Yi took Wen Xuan by the hand, carrying the basket on his back and walking towards the inn among the green mountains and white clouds and peony trees.

Due to the fact that the house was enough to be strong, Zhao Lizheng, Yang Fuzi and Li Ying were in harmony, and the classes of Yixue were normal and did not affect the children's reading. Zhao Li is in charge, every month to supply the inn five taels of silver as a room fee, although this money is not much, but it is also a meaning, the money for the Yixue masters to eat at the inn at noon is also paid by the village, Zhoujia Village and several nearby villages in Yixue more than a dozen children are also eating lunch in the inn, the meal money is paid by themselves, Li Ying according to Lan Yi's requirements, provided a recipe suitable for the taste of the child, delicious and not expensive, both the child and the parents are very satisfied.

The Great Zhou Dynasty attaches great importance to the education of the people, and the imperial court stipulates that those who have more than 50 households in the village must have a righteous school or private school for their children to read and write. Although each village has Yixue, but there are also quality differences, Beigou Village's Yixue has been at the upper middle level with the efforts of Yang Fuzi and others, which is also a point that Zhao Lizheng is quite proud of.

This year, Gai Yixue, he thought about expanding the area a little and building a few more houses, now the village is rich, and this year there are more serious teachers like Su Yongshen and the only people in the entire county who have a teaching master, and there must be more children who want to come to the village to study, and a few more houses are enough.

If there are a few children in these children who are successful in the examination and even raise people, then the righteousness in their village will also be stained, and he will naturally get more rewards from the county in Beigou Village, and his son Zhao Liangxiu will be more sure to go to the county on an errand, and Zhao Liangcai can also have face when he talks about his background and hometown when he takes the exam. With such a number of good things in one fell swoop, he is naturally highly motivated.

Lan Yi took Wen Xuan into the hall of the inn and saw that there were many people in the hall. Most of these people are scholars of the inn, so they also came unintentionally to insert willows, the students of Yixue moved to the inn to study, and did not go back at noon to eat a lively small dinner table here, and in the evening there will be parents who come to pick up their children waiting here, more or less order some snacks and tea to chat. Lan Yi thought that the scholars would feel disturbed, but most of the scholars showed the opposite attitude.

These scholars who traveled to study would eat together in the main hall during the children's lunch, or exchange each other's reading experience and feelings, or listen to the children talk about what the master taught today, and the bookish atmosphere in the main hall was very strong. Li Ying said with a smile that none of the scholars who returned from studying abroad in the past few days have gone out.

Lan Yi looked around, chose a table where no one was there and sat down, and Li Ying hurriedly served tea and melon seeds. These salt-baked pumpkin seeds and winter melon seeds are unique to Castle Peak Inn and are very popular.

Lan Yi looked around his red inn with satisfaction, of course, his eyes did not miss the discordant corner: at the most conspicuous table in front of the south window, there was a white-clothed scholar sitting alone, but seeing him holding his cheek with his left hand, holding a book with his right hand, smiling, and immersed in the book without squinting, it seemed that he was not in the main hall of the lively dining room, and all the excitement around him had nothing to do with him. (To be continued.) )