The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

Finally, Li Jin finished memorizing, and Mr. Song just finished writing a piece of writing.

He laughed: "Russ can teach!"

Li Jinbei's mouth was dry and dry: "Mr. is too famous."

Mr. Song again said: "If you can carry it to this point in one night, you can see that you have worked hard."

He got up and pulled out another book from the shelf and handed it to Li Jin.

"This is what I did when I took the exam for talented scholars, and I made the marked "Shenzhen Guangxun", which contains my teacher and my experience. You can read it first. After reading it, I will tell you what you don't understand.

Li Jin hurriedly accepted his thanks with both hands.It turned out that Mr. Song had to recite by himself yesterday, which was a test for himself.

Although he did not see that this was a test, as a serious medical student, he still memorized all these.

Unexpectedly, the husband directly gave himself such a generous gift.

Li Jin transcribed the above notes meticulously on his own paper, and suddenly all of the things he didn't understand before became clear.

However, the notes on this book are clearly divided into two fonts.

The first type of ink color is a little light, and it seems to be left by Mr. Song's master. The second type is the popular Yan style, which is very similar to the character style that Mr. Song just wrote.

This is probably the self-understanding that Mr. Song learned and learned while studying Master's books.

When Li Jin thought about it, he didn't stick to the comments written by Mr. Song, he even wrote his own thoughts.

It's a pity that he can only give his own relief to'Nongsang', and in other respects he has to recite what Mr. Song wrote.

Because he is not a native of ancient times, although he has been running in a lot these days, some customs and habits are still not comprehensive.

This "Shenzhen Guangxun" became his introductory book to understand the spirit of Chongyang in this era.

Li Jin transcribed an hour, put down his pen, stood up straight and moved his muscles and bones.

He's still young now, so it's okay to keep bending over, but he will definitely be a little hunched when he is old.

Li Jin didn't want to hunch back when he was old, so he did both writing and stretching.

Taking a short break in between, and going over the things you just wrote in your head is not a fish.

When Mr. Song finished his get out of class, Li Jin had already written down all the above notes.

Although he can remember six out of ten when he read it once, he can remember seven or eight points after reading it a few times.

But good memory is not as good as bad writing, and you will forget it if you don’t review it often.

He can rely on these notes to participate in the child test next February.

Mr. Song pushed in, with a person behind him.

Li Jin straightened up and looked familiar.

Isn't this the person who delivered the purse in the morning, Chen Mansion?

Mr. Song Shouli held the palm, his eyes widened, and said, "Put out your hand."

Chen Xiran stretched out a chubby hand, and Mr. Song stepped down: "This is to punish you for speculation and find someone to copy books on your behalf."

Chen Xiran gasped in pain.

Another ruler went down, the palm of his hand was already red, "This is to punish you to go to class to deceive Mr., and talk nonsense."

Chen Xiran was beaten twice and quickly begged for mercy: "Sir, I was wrong, and I will never dare again."

Mr. Song took back the ruler, "Next time you commit a crime again, I will call your father, and your father may be directly on the stick."

Chen Xiran: "..."