After entering the study, Mo Ziyun walked to the desk, skillfully picked up the bowl with water, carefully poured some water into the inkstone, and then picked up the ink strip and began to grind the ink.

When everything is ready, I sit down, open the book, spread out the paper, lift the pen, and then all my mind is focused on the pen in my hand.

Writing one stroke at a time is both attentive and serious, and with the experience of the last copy, this time the first part was copied in less than two quarters of an hour.

This copying is a lot faster than last time, not only a lot faster, but also the better the words are written, it is very comfortable to look at the masterpiece of his hand, and he is very satisfied with a smile. At this rate, he will definitely be able to copy two copies within a month, so that the family will have another income of four taels of silver.

After having these four taels of silver, not only can I pay back the two taels of silver that Uncle Han's family still owes, but my grandmother can also have more money for medical treatment, and she can also use some good medicine, so that her illness can be cured faster.

Mo Ziyun's plan is very good, although the money earned by copying books is not as fast as doing business, but this income is a very high income in the farmer's family.

It's good to grow up!

After copying the first article, Mo Ziyun took the copied paper and her book to Han's house, and read and wrote with Han Chunlin in the second half of the night.

Besides, after Han Shuxian sent Mo Ziyun to Mo's house, and after he turned around and went home, the family had a happy lunch first, but it was not so pleasant after lunch.

After dinner, Han Shuxian called Han Chunlin to the study, and half an hour later, Han Shuxian came out of the study, and saw that Han Chunlin had no joy on his face, and saw him obediently sit in his position and start practicing calligraphy.

Mo Ziyun arrived at Han's house, and after greeting Han Shuxian, Yu Silian, and Han Qiulu, she consciously walked to the study. When I entered the study, I saw Han Chunlin obediently sitting in his place practicing calligraphy, and shouted in surprise: "Brother Chunlin, why did you start practicing calligraphy so quickly today?" ”

Han Chunlin looked at Mo Ziyun and was very sad in his heart, if I don't copy the book again, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as being told for half an hour. Ying said: "I'm waiting for you to come over and copy the book together, this will be practicing more calligraphy!" When he saw Mo Aster making money, he was moved, but then there was food and fun, and soon that little bit of excitement went away with eating and playing. But now under his father's preaching, the distant heartbeat has returned.

This time, I'll be sure to copy it carefully. Han Chunlin made up his mind in his heart that he must finish copying a copy.

Mo Ziyun looked at Han Chunlin, who was a little different from usual, and secretly said that it would not be that he watched himself make money, and he also wanted to follow him to copy books to make money! That's fine! Whatever the purpose, it's always good to be able to learn independently! So he answered, "Okay, let's copy it together." After a pause, he said, "But you can't give up halfway this time, let's talk about it, this time we must finish copying!" ”

Han Chunlin nodded and said confidently: "I will definitely be able to finish copying." ”

Seeing Han Chunlin's determination, Mo Ziyun also made a decision in her heart to take strict care of him again!

After deciding, she looked at the book in her hand, the Analects were twenty chapters long, and the number of words in each chapter was not much, even if you added annotations, the number of words was not much, which is why she was able to copy it in about 20 days. Turning his head to look at Han Chunlin, he cheered and said: "Brother Chunlin, don't worry, we are also practicing calligraphy every day, and in the future, our time for practicing calligraphy will be used to copy books, and we will be able to copy it soon." ”

Han Chunlin didn't have any reason, so he nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay." ”

After Mo Ziyun put down the book, she said: "In addition to copying books, the books that should be read every day are also indispensable, if you don't read, there will be no progress." Later, he drew a cake and said: "It's not just copying books, we will read a lot of books in the future, and we can go to the academy to teach and earn money like Uncle Han, in addition to teaching in the academy to earn money, Brother Chunlin can also be a big official." Being a big official is majestic, and after becoming a big official, no one dares to bully me and Sister Lulu! ”

Mo Ziyun drew a big cake for Han Chunlin, and Han Chunlin became passionate again, "Okay, I will be a big official in the future!" Being a big official is more majestic than a father! ”

Han Shuxian, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, listened to his son's bold words, and secretly laughed, you Laozi, I will wait for you to come to me to play prestige! When the time comes, I will let you know that you are still your son, no matter how big an official you are, you will still be my son! Playing majestic or something, don't even think about it in this life!

Although Han Shuxian thinks that his son is stupid, this stupidity is only compared with Wanyun, and compared with other babies, his son can be regarded as going out.

After listening to Mo Ziyun encouraging Han Chunlin, Han Shuxian also entered the house, and naturally had to go to class more on the day of Xiu Mu, so he also entered the study to prepare to teach the two babies a lesson. It will be a class for an hour, and there will be no class in the evening.

After an hour of lecturing, Mo Ziyun and Han Chunlin copied the book for half an hour before going home.

After returning home, Mo Ziyun smelled the smell of medicine coming from the stove room, and when she walked to the stove room, she saw Song Nanzhi boiling medicine, and shouted after getting closer: "Grandma, are you going to see a doctor today?" ”

Song Nanzhi looked at Mo Ziyun who came into the stove room, and replied, "Go, take the medicine back and boil it." Then he said: "Your Grandpa Liao said that there is nothing wrong with my body." ”

How can it not be a big problem? Mo Ziyun didn't take this to heart, but she believed her grandmother's words, and responded with a smile: "That's good, when grandma is well, you won't have to drink these bitter medicines in the future." "It's just that I reminded myself in my heart that earning money, working hard to earn money, earning more money, can my grandmother's illness be cured.

Then he asked, "Where's Grandpa?" ”

Song Nanzhi replied: "Your lord is a person who can't be idle, seeing that it is still early, he went to the mountain again, and said to see if there were any rabbits and pheasants falling in the trap dug up." ”

After hearing this, Mo Ziyun said nice words and said, "There must be." ”

It's just that the Mo family didn't wait for Old Man Mo to come back with pheasants and hares, but waited for Old Man Mo to be carried back.

The grandfather and grandson were talking in the stove room, when they suddenly heard a shout outside, "Aunt Song! Aunt Song! ”

Song Nanzhi listened to the shouts coming from the courtyard and immediately replied in a loud voice: "Coming? What's the matter? ”

Song Nanzhi stuffed a handful of firewood into the stove hole and said, "Wanyun, grandma went outside to take a look, it seems that your Uncle Cheng An is shouting, you can't play with fire, you know?" ”

Mo Ziyun nodded and said, "Grandma, go quickly, I won't play with fire." "Xindao: I definitely won't play with fire, I will burn the fire and boil the medicine!

When Song Nanzhi was telling Mo Ziyun, there was a hurried shout outside the house, and then he hurriedly walked out, and when he walked out, he saw Mo Tingyu being carried back, and one foot was still dripping blood, and he was immediately dizzy with fright, leaning against the wall and gritting his teeth to prevent himself from falling, and asked in a trembling voice: "What's the matter?" ”

Mo Tingyu looked at Song Nanzhi's appearance of leaning against the wall, knowing that she was dizzy, and said bitterly: "It's okay, I just accidentally fell and broke my leg, just rest for a few days, don't worry." ”

I don't know if her dizziness immediately subsided after listening to Mo Tingyu's words, or if she was enduring the discomfort, I saw Song Nanzhi leaning against the wall and continuing to walk forward, and said in her mouth, "It's troublesome for you, but I can't carry your Uncle Tingyu on my back, and I have to trouble you to help me send him to my house." ”

The person carrying Mo Tingyu on his back was also from the village, named Zhao Chengan. Song Nanzhi is not in good health, and she has been taking medicine, everyone in the village knows that she will see her leaning against the wall, and they also know that she is not in good health after being anxious regularly, so she immediately relieved: "Aunt Song and I are polite, auntie, don't worry, Uncle Tingyu is fine, it's just a fall, you slow down, don't worry about me, I'll carry Uncle Tingyu into the house." ”

Song Nanzhi said gratefully: "Thank you." She had reached the door by holding on to the wall.

When Zhao Chengan walked to the door of the house, Song Nanzhi was still holding on to the wall and walking towards the door, but Zhao Chengan didn't dare to urge her, standing at the door and saying: "Uncle Tingyu is still bleeding from this leg, I'm afraid I have to put a piece of cloth on the bed first, so as not to stain the bed." ”

Song Nanzhi slowly walked to the door, "I'll take a cloth to cushion it." Song Nanzhi, who entered the house, walked on the table in the room again.

Mo Ziyun waited for Song Nanzhi for a long time before she returned to the stove room, so she ran out on her little short legs, and she was also shocked when she came out, "Uncle Cheng'an, what's wrong with my grandfather?" "When I was in the stove house, I only heard the sound of the conversation outside, but I didn't hear what was being said clearly.

Zhao Chengan stood at the door of the house with Mo Tingyu on his back, looked at Mo Ziyun and replied, "Your grandfather fell when he was on the mountain and injured his leg. ”

Hearing that it was a leg injury, Mo Ziyun's fear when she first saw her eased a little, "Thank you Uncle Cheng An for sending my grandfather back." After speaking, he ran to Song Nanzhi's side and said, "Grandma, don't worry, grandpa just fell and got better soon." After Mo Ziyun finished speaking, she ran into the house again, and said as she walked: "I'll go and make the bed for grandpa first!" ”

Zhao Chengan watched Song Nanzhi crumbling, and watched Mo Ziyun follow suit, and couldn't help but worry about this family, this Mo family is also full of disasters! A few years ago, the Mo family's brothers and daughter-in-law died one after another, and after a few years, the Mo family finally breathed a sigh of relief, and now this incident has happened again, this time if Uncle Mo's leg can't get better, how can Aunt Song and Wan Yun live in the future!

Mo Ziyun seemed to have become the head of the family at this time, only to hear her comfort Song Nanzhi and then said to Zhao Chengan: "Trouble Uncle Cheng'an to carry my grandfather to the back room." ”

Zhao Chengan originally wanted to see if Song Nanzhi had any arrangements, but it could be seen that she was sweating profusely, and her face was full of blood, and she was afraid that she would fall down immediately, so she also comforted: "Auntie, your body is not good, don't be too anxious, if you fall down again, what can Uncle Mo and Wan Wan do?" ”

After comforting, he continued, "You sit down and take a breath first, and when I carry Uncle Tingyu to the bed, it's not too late for you to come slowly." ”

Song Nanzhi had already held on to the extreme, at this time, not only was she in a cold sweat, dizzy, and her body was also very soft, but she didn't dare to fall down, as Zhao Chengan said, if she fell down again, what could this family do? What can the old man and Wan Wan do?