Song Beibei returned home and carefully put away the token.

She knew that Shen Zhao's identity was not bad, and his identity was the second-in-command of the spy bureau, and he was likely to be the first-in-command in the future.

She didn't know the other identity yet, but judging from what Lord Qin eavesdropped, she must be a powerful character.

If their Song family suffers something that can't be solved in the future, she may be able to use this bond to ask Shen Zhao to save the Song family. So this token should be kept well.

After the flower thief turmoil, Qingxian returned to calm.

Song Beibei continued to attend classes every day and farmed and raised pigs in his spare time.

The schoolwork in the private school is not difficult, equivalent to the level of primary school, learning the four books and five classics or something, the main thing is to teach literacy, teach the truth of life, with Song Beibei's IQ, it will not spend too much energy in this area.

She is carefree every day, full of the laid-back temperament of salted fish.

If there's one thing you're worried about, it's your own pigs.

These pigs have been raised for almost nine months, and they have grown very big, and when the brothers come back for the Chinese New Year this year, they can eat her pork.

However, she is very strange, these pig males and females have been together for so long, it stands to reason that they should have been in love for a long time, why don't they give birth to piglets?

She also wants to eat roast suckling pig.

Song Beibei had never been in contact with agriculture before, so he didn't understand this, so he had to ask her mother.

"Mother, how can I make my pig give birth to a piglet?"

When her mother Lin Liao heard this, she pulled her into the room, closed the door, and educated her with a serious face: "Beibei, the little girl's family can't ask this kind of question, it's embarrassing and embarrassing." ”

Lin Liao always felt that her daughter hadn't grown up yet, and it wasn't until today that she realized that it was time to enlighten her daughter, otherwise she would be like a lady with no words.

Song Beibei had to pretend to be ignorant, and listened to his mother go to a vague physiology class for a long time before escaping.

She can't ask the result from her mother, and she can't ask anyone else, she is a little girl, and in ancient times, asking this kind of thing was a shame for the family.

She thought about it for a while and decided to find a man to help her with this.

Qin Shaoyu is the best candidate, and she even helped him think about the name.

After Song Beibei went to school today, he stopped Qin Shaoyu and said to him mysteriously: "Shaoyu, there is a good thing, do you want to do it?" ”

Qin Shaoyu is two years older than Song Beibei, but the little guy is very pure, and he is completely unaware of the danger, so he asked curiously: "What's the good thing?" ”

"You go to the pig farmhouse and ask how you can make the big pigs give birth to the little piglets."

When Qin Shaoyu heard that this was the case, he frowned and said, "This is not fun." ”

"How old are you, and you always want to play." Song Beibei sighed, "You have to share the responsibility of your father's parents." ”

Qin Shaoyu didn't understand very well: "Why did I ask how to give birth to a little piglet, so that I could share the burden for my father?" ”

Song Beibei set him step by step: "Once upon a time, there was an emperor who took the prince to the field to farm, and the people praised him for his ability to endure hardships and understand the people's feelings. ”

"You are also the son and son of the county official's family, how can you do it if you don't study every day and don't feel the suffering of the people? As long as you go to the farmhouse to study, everyone will definitely praise your father for being a good official who is diligent in government and loves the people and is sympathetic to the people. ”

Qin Shaoyu thought about it carefully, and he could also understand the logic in Song Beibei's words.

He scratched his head, felt that it made sense, nodded and said, "I heard He Yong say this morning that his pig is going to give birth to piglets, so I'll go to his house and ask." ”

"Uh-huh." Song Beibei nodded and smiled, "You bring a pen and paper and write down everything they say." ”

"Huh?" Qin Shaoyu frowned, and began to feel a little troublesome, "Just go and ask, do you still want to write it down?" ”

"Of course, you write it down to show that you are attentive."

Song Beibei paused, and added, "If you don't know how to describe it, you can draw it, so that you don't have to go back and someone asks, and you also have something to say back to them, otherwise they will say that you are putting on a show...... It's just pretending, not really observing the people's feelings. ”

Qin Shaoyu was persuaded by her again, nodded his head and said, "Okay." ”

He was also happy to do things, and on the way home from school, he changed the route to He Yong's house to ask.

He Yong's father told Qin Shaoyu a lot, from when to let the boar touch the sow, to how to let the boar and sow give birth to piglets, to the postpartum care of the sow, all of them told him.

Qin Shaoyu wrote it down completely, and then went home full of joy, thinking happily that his reputation as a county official's brother who observed the people's feelings would soon spread throughout the county.

If his father had known, he would have praised him for being sensible.

However, his father recently went to Hangzhou to discuss the children's test, and he would not be able to come back until tomorrow night, so Qin Shaoyu first stuffed the small notebook of the record into the book bag, and then showed it to him when his father came back.

Early the next morning, as soon as Qin Shaoyu arrived at the private school, Song Beibei leaned over and asked, "Shaoyu, did you ask how to give birth to piglets yesterday?" ”

Qin Shaoyu nodded, took out his small notebook, and said proudly, "I've written it down." ”

Song Beibei smiled at him: "Can you lend me a look?" ”

Qin Shaoyu generously gave her: "Look at it." ”

"Thank you." Song Beibei took the book, sat back in his place, and looked at it seriously.

Although Qin Shaoyu is not very old, his writing really has nothing to say, he speaks clearly and neatly, his handwriting is neat and clean, and he is full of pictures and texts, which he can understand at a glance.

Song Beibei looked and thought, thinking too seriously, she didn't even notice that Mr. came over.

The gentleman noticed that Song Beibei did not listen carefully to the class, and shouted: "Song Beibei." ”

Song Beibei still didn't respond.

With a solemn face, the gentleman slowly walked to Song Beibei's side, picked up the book in her hand, and saw that there were actually two pigs that were doing misdeeds on it.

Mr. has been reading sage books since he was a child, and he has never done farm work, so he doesn't understand that these are agricultural sciences, so he only treats them as a little yellow book, and angrily reprimands her: "Song Beibei, you actually have such a bad book in your private possession!" ”

This gentleman has always been strict, he took out the ring ruler and slapped it on the table, even if it was the daughter of the owner, he didn't give face at all: "Stretch out your hand!" ”

Song Beibei didn't dare to defend himself.

She had never been beaten before, and she secretly glanced at the thin ring ruler, and it was estimated that it would not hurt much.

So he obediently stretched out his hand, thinking that he would take a few boards, but it was nothing.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the board went down, there was a cone pain in the palm of his hand, and Song Beibei's physiological tears hurt out.

Seeing that Mr. was about to fall into the same place again, Song Beibei immediately cried and betrayed his teammates: "Sir, it's none of my business, the book was given to me by Qin Shaoyu......"