The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

Li Jin did not tell the author's real name, only that his fictional name is Mengmei.

At first, the shopkeeper of the bookstore thought that this was Li Jin's contribution to his own script. After all, there were still many scholars who came to him to contribute, like Li Jin, who came from a poor family.

Compared with farming and teaching, copying books and writing scripts are the most profitable practices.

The shopkeeper even saw a poor family who hadn't passed the exam, but because of the popularity of the book, he finally made a living and settled in Fucheng and bought a house.

The shopkeeper thought, but Li Jin clearly doesn't have this time!Can he still compile mathematics while writing scripts?This consumes more energy.

Besides, Li Jin's eyes are not blue and black when he stays up late, instead, his eyes are sharp and sharp, which makes people feel good when they see it.

The shopkeeper wanted to make a good relationship with Li Jin, so Yiyan picked up the book that Li Jin pushed over.

The small and exquisite hairpin lower case letters immediately make people feel pleasing to the eye.

The shopkeeper carefully read a few paragraphs, and he is sure that the author is a brother.

This is not only a problem of perspective, but also a psychological description and focus. The treasurer's knowledge of books for so many years has seldom been misunderstood.

The shopkeeper really wants to publish this book, and has a deeper friendship with Li Jin.But this book does not match the mainstream script of Fucheng.

He was a little embarrassed in his tone: "A Jin, I won't sell off with you. This is a meticulous writing, every paragraph is fascinating, but there is not a most important climax of the story..."

Sprinkle candy all the time, won't readers get bored?

The shopkeeper said: "Publishing is not impossible, but for the first time, up to fifty volumes."

Fifty volumes, this is really too few, it doesn't need printing at all, it can be done in ten days by hiring five people.

The shopkeeper didn't mention that the extremely low number of publications of fifty volumes is not worth the effort to get a book number.

But because the person sitting across from him was Li Jin, the shopkeeper was not sure about the relationship between "Meng Mei" and Li Jin, so he agreed to publish the book for more cooperation in the future.

Li Jin laughed and said: "In fact, I took the liberty to bring up this sentence, which is a bit embarrassing. But there was a suggestion in the late birth. The Fucheng tabloid was printed once a week, and there were many buyers, but the last edition was empty. Why should I pay for this edition? Pack it down, and only intercept one paragraph of this book and print it out every week. After you have gained enough fame, we will discuss whether to publish the book."

Fucheng tabloids are very famous throughout Fucheng. Except for the occasional scholars who come to rush to take the exam, they will buy five or six copies every time for families who can name them.

The girls and brides who are literate in the inner house almost have one copy, and people occasionally choose the topic from the poem meeting.

In addition to the first two pages of the Fucheng tabloid, which analyzes the recent events in Fucheng, the following are all published articles.

Even what to play in each solar term and where to go for incense, have chosen places for the girls in Fucheng.

Li Jin thinks that half of the audience of the Fucheng tabloids are girls or brides in the house, and Qin Muwen's perspective is also the newly married husband.

But his entire article is in the first person, without specifying the gender. Except for experienced people, it is difficult for others to see the author's true gender.

However, it is enough to have an incisive perspective, which will give the audience a sense of substitution.

If they can see a section, the latter will only see if the content of the cookies is attractive.

After listening to Li Jin's statement, the shopkeeper completely ignored the silver in his bamboo basket and agreed.

"The last page originally had printed materials, but because many people don't read it over and over again, this page is often ignored. Later, I simply didn't let people print this paragraph.

Now that A Jin said so, let's try it first, and if it works well, we will continue to put it on this page.If the effect is not good, I will adjust this content next time."

Li Jin said quickly, "Thanks to the shopkeeper for showing love."

The two chatted again and again, and the shopkeeper smiled and said: "It's getting late, A Jin go back and be careful." After he sent Li Jin downstairs, he gave Li Jin a copy of the latest Fucheng tabloid.

Li Jin took it back and showed it to Little Fulang, while he went to exercise and calligraphy.

After taking a shower, Li Jin found that Qin Muwen was still sitting on the head of the bed, and the Fucheng tabloid only turned a page.

Li Jin asked: "What are you looking at? So absorbed?"

Qin Muwen heard the sound and wanted to get out of bed to remove clothes for Li Jin.Li Jin didn't let him move, he quickly took off his clothes, went to bed and held Xiao Fu Lang in his arms.

Qin Muwen pressed a dimple at the corner of his lips, pointed to a line of small characters on the third side, and said: "Here, it says that Jin has joined the Cuju team."

Li Jin was silent for a moment. After he had read this paragraph carefully, he discovered that the Fucheng tabloid was really supernatural.

This not only reported the activities of Ningxing Academy in early spring, but also listed the names of the people who participated in Cuju and pitching pots.

Li Jin said: "I told the little butler about joining the Cuju team a long time ago."

Qin Muwen still smiled: "But after seeing it in the tabloid, it still feels different."

With that said, he read the passage several times, and the dimples on the corners of his lips have been looming.

Seeing when it was time to go to bed, Li Jin put the tabloid away on the bedside and blew out the oil lamp.

After the room was dark, Li Jin held Qin Muwen in his arms: "The next day will be the game, and the venue will be halfway up the mountain above Ningxing College. Then you will go out with steamed buns and tea."

Qin Muwen habitually buried his face on Li Jin's shoulders, and through a thin layer of clothing, his warm breath sprinkled on his neck.

"it is good."

Li Jin supported Little Fulang in the quilt and pushed him forward a little bit so that his head should not be buried in the quilt.

This was a very simple little action, but Qin Muwen's face gradually turned red.

The two husbands have been so long, and they can understand what the other party thinks in a small action, and Li Jin simply no longer endures.

Early the next morning, Qin Muwen got up early to wash his trousers. The absurdity of last night is still vivid.

After nine months, he once again offered to have a child. Under the white moonlight, he could see A Jin's dark eyes, which seemed to carry hot heat, which would burn him to death.

"Good." A Jin agreed.

It is difficult for a brother to conceive naturally, so if you want to conceive a baby as soon as possible, it is best to assist some physical methods.

One of the most effective is to put a pillow under the waist afterwards.

Seeing his persistence, Li Jin simply hugged him in his arms and said, "Sleep."

But these things still flowed out uncontrollably in the morning, and Qin Muwen was disappointed, but he also knew that the incident was not so fast.

That's why I washed my pants in the morning.

Now that the little bun is nearly two years old, the family also has more than 200 taels of savings, and it is perfectly possible to have a child.

It's just that Li Jin was worried that Qin Muwen could not stand his body before, so he didn't say this.

But in fact, Qin Muwen's body is not weaker than other brothers, and the second child should indeed be on the agenda.

In the afternoon of the next day, the college gave the students a complete vacation. In addition to being busy with training, the students organizing activities had to discuss the division of the venue.

Li Jin troubled Chen Xiran to leave himself a place with a better view.

Chen Xiran is a smart person. After all, their contestants have a special resting place. He said: "My sister-in-law is coming?"

Li Jin: "Yeah."

Chen Xiran: "Where's the bun? The little bun will be called uncle, right?"

When Zou Xiujie heard it, she became excited: "Yes, Xiao Baozi should walk a little more neatly now!"

Li Jin: "..." I don't really want to talk to you.

But besides them, the other two partners who were training together also came forward after hearing the news: "A Jin married?"

"All the kids?"

"I'm jealous!"

The smile on Li Jin's face couldn't help but he finally realized the feelings of the old father again.

Another day, the student took a break, and Li Jin took a little bun and strolled in the yard for a while.Watching the little bun walk with short legs, ta, ta, ta, step by step.

After Xiao Fu Lang packed up his things, he hung his suitcase on him.He held the increasingly heavier bun in his arms.

Baozi is now one year old and eight months old and weighs eighteen catties. It is also a personal effort to carry it for so long.

However, Li Jin rarely held the bun for so long, and the little bun was very happy.

The little bun was dressed in clothes embroidered with ducklings on a yellow bottom. The soft hair was softly lying on his forehead. He inherited Li Jin's black eyes with slender and curly eyelashes, and his eyes looked like a cute little deer.

He put his arms around Li Jin's neck, and said softly: "Waiting, spring, spring!"

"Yes, spring is here."

"Let's take a look at Xiao Bao..."

These were all taught to Xiao Baozi by Qin Muwen yesterday. When Xiao Baozi couldn't remember, he added, "Cuju."

The grown-up little bun still likes to pinch his father's hair, but he is well-behaved, knowing that he can't eat or pull.So he just squeezed it in his palm.

The child didn't go out much. He was born with a panic towards the strange streets and all kinds of people outside. He looked at his dad with big eyes for a while, and then at his dad again.

The baby with a face was aggrieved and scared, but the baby just didn't say it.

Qin Muwen tugged his other small hand comfortably, and said, "The buns are not afraid."

The little bun was really comforted and showed A-da a big smile.

When you leave the city, you can see the mountains. The little bun turned his head to look at the branches and leaves that sprouted in the mountains, and said to the two fathers: "Spring!"

Li Jin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I almost worried that Xiao Baozi was scared to cry."

Qin Muwen said: "Little bun was just not used to going out, so many people in the village were not afraid of him when he was young."

Qin Muwen, Xiaobaozi and Xiaocha are not students of the academy, so they cannot go through the academy directly to the middle of the mountain.

Li Jin took them up the small road next to him, but encountered no acquaintances along the way.

But Li Jin didn't expect that the other four people from his'carp team' were waiting at the place arranged by Chen Xiran yesterday.

Before Li Jin arrived, he heard Chen Xiran's loud voice say: "The little bun is so cute, you will love it at a glance."

The other two said: "How old is Li Jin's child? He is only weak this year..."

Most scholars are admitted to scholars and then marry wives and have children. Otherwise, the elders worry that they are young and indulge in bedclothes and miss their studies.

Besides, if you can be admitted as a talent, it is considered a brilliance. At this time, getting married is double happiness.

Chen Xiran said: "Children will be called people. But don't talk about A Jin's marriage time. A Jin and his husband are a perfect match. Besides, people marrying their husband and having children will not delay their studies at all."

As soon as Chen Xiran's voice fell, Zou Xiujie saw Li Jin's family sharply.

"Look at it, the little bun is here!"