The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao looked at them like this and nodded helplessly: “Well, Grandpa Li, Uncle Li is going to trouble you. ”

“No trouble, no trouble.” The three shook their heads at the same time.

I said something to the three of them, and Ning Mengyao left.

Not long after she left, the two boys from the Li family came back, and when they came back, Old Li told them that they could read.

“Grandpa, really?” Lin, seven years old, looked at Old Li with anticipation.

“Yeah, I'll be there in a few days, and then Lin and Maki have to do what they say, okay?” Old man Li laughed and said that he knew his eldest grandson had wanted to go to school for a long time, but his family was better than the others, but he didn't have the ability to go to school, but now it's different.

If Lin had talent, they would discuss it again.

Lin looked at his brother and they jumped happily: “Great. ”

This kind of scene happens in many people in the village, adults are happy, and children are looking forward to it.

The next morning, Yang Lele came to Ning Mengyao with his embroidery, and the two went to town in a cow bike in the village.

In town, Ning Mengyao first accompanied Yang Lele to sell embroidery work, took some more embroidery work, then two people went to the book shop to buy some books.

Ning Mengyao bought simple, such as three scriptures, people, thousand words, discipleship rules and other enlightened books, and also bought some ink pens and paper yams.

“Yao Yao, these are so expensive. ”

“It's all right, I'll buy it and cut the paper and copy the book out.” Ning Mengyao shook his head carelessly.

Ning Mengyao bought a total of ten books. If you really want to copy all the books, it will take some time, and it will cost you more than one or two taels of silver.

“I'll help you, though I can't write, but I can sew them together for you.” Yang Lele thought about it and said.

“This is naturally good.” Ning Mengyao nodded with a smile.

After buying the book, Ning Mengyao went back to buy some household goods.

When he arrived home, Ning Mengyao moved a small table, put the ink on it and started copying.

When she finished copying a copy, Yang Lele carefully put it together and wrapped it in the outermost layer with oil paper, which stitched the book up with a thick thread.

After the two men returned from town, they were busy copying the books until the afternoon, when they finished copying and binding the disciples.

Looking at the 30 discipleship rules, Mengyao's eyes were filled with laughter.

Yang Lele looked at the books on the table and was very accomplished: “I'll be back tomorrow to help you. ”

“Then we'll have trouble having fun. ”

“Talk to me about trouble.” Yang Lele waved carelessly.

That evening, Yang Lele went home with his things after eating at Ning Mengyao's house.

Go back to Yang Zhu and Yang Shi are worried to stand at the door and see her figure before relaxing.

When she saw the parents at the door, Yang Lele remembered that she was busy binding the books for Yao Yao all afternoon. She forgot to come back and tell her parents.

Quickly walk to the front door: “I'm fine, I just came back to help Yao Seok books, forgot to come back to tell you, it's my fault. ”

“Nothing, you mean sew books? ”

“Well, Yao Yao bought ten books, but these books are expensive. They cost almost two taels of silver. Yao Yao said she could just copy some more out.” When I think of the thirty books I wrote in the afternoon, Yang Le was filled with heart.

Yang Zhu looked at her daughter, opened her mouth, and didn't know what words to use to describe her mood at this moment.

“Daddy, I have to help Yao Yao tomorrow. She can't help herself.” Yang Lele frowned.

If no one helps her, then she has to copy and bind again. How much time does it take?

“All right, leave the family business alone and go help Yao Yao first.” Yang Zhu nodded and was very pleased with his daughter's attitude.

That's the son. They're not home. If they are, they can send their grandson to read.

The next morning, Yang Lele went to Ning Mengyao's house. In the past, Ning Mengyao already had several books just copied.

“Are you all set? Why didn't you wait for me?” Sitting at the table, he took the needle thread and started sewing the copy that Ning Mengyao had just copied.

Ning Mengyao smiled without explanation, but continued to write in earnest.

So, it took about four or five days to get everything ready, and Old Li sent all the tables and chairs.