Light Keeper

Chapter 118
But she obviously thought too much.

Song Shuyun's pure acting skills are not good enough, and Song Congxin dared not act like a monster.

The days passed quickly, and the first month came out in a blink of an eye.

Zheng Yunniang also had some free time, and began to think about finding something for Song Shuyun to do.

Zhou Jiao's health is not good, even Song Shuyun is too lazy to move, she lies on the bed all day, leaning on the couch, leaning on the railing of the corridor, pretending to be weak...

For someone who has just experienced seven years of military life, this is simply suffering...

But her way of wandering around the sky all day made Zheng Yuniang believe that she had really changed her temper, and she was even more worried.

It was inconvenient for the two of them to go out, Zheng Yunniang thought for two days and decided to impress the child with food.

So early in the morning, he rushed over excitedly, saying that he wanted to make Ziba for Song Shuyun, and forced her to do it together.

Zheng Yunniang took the mallet and knocked "dong dong dong", Song Shuyun looked at it with a lack of interest, which scared Zheng Yunniang enough.

This kind of worry continued until the evening, and Song Shuyun finally let go of it after eating very happily.

The two felt that this was really not good, and they lost sleep for half the night.

Zheng Yunniang was worried, Song Shuyun slept too much during the day...

The next day, Zheng Yunniang said that she would teach her to draw Gongbi.

When Song Shuyun heard it, she needed to learn skills!
Immediately, the spirit came, but this spirit disappeared in less than three days.

Zheng Yunniang was frowning, tears were about to come down, she touched Song Shuyun's long face that was almost pulled to her feet, and said.

"Jiao Er! Why don't you invite a doctor to show you? You used to know how to write! Is there any root cause of the disease caused by too much stimulation?"

Song Shuyun:......

After drinking the medicine for half a month...

She still can't hold a pen!
Fortunately, Zheng Yunniang also accepted it slowly, and Song Shuyun thought that she finally didn't have to be poisoned by the decoction anymore.

Not wanting to lose the decoction, Zheng Yunniang is even more enthusiastic about teaching her to write!
As soon as the result was taught, I was shocked again!
This child not only can't hold a pen, but also can't read!
Song Shuyun: ...

Zheng Yunniang changed another doctor, and Song Shuyun drank the medicine for another half a month.

Song Shuyun was a little broken, and asked Liu Guang why he accepted Zhou Jiao's memory but not her skills!
Liu Guang was also speechless, and asked her why she hadn't learned how to be a domineering president after watching idol dramas for so many years!
Song Shuyun: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ Can it be the same! Can it be the same! Can it be the same!
Streamer: Why is it different? It’s the same! The memory you read is memory, it’s no different from watching TV dramas! You can’t learn from watching TV dramas, and you can’t learn from reading memories either!
Song Shuyun: ...

Why do I want to upgrade the system, is it to make it a lever?
I am so hard!
too difficult!
Difficult!
Now!
!
It was Qingming in a blink of an eye, and Song Shuyun followed Zheng Yunniang to worship the old lady of the Zhou family and Zhou Zhoulang.

Yuling has beautiful scenery, outstanding people and unique architecture.

It was rare for Song Shuyun to have some interest. Sitting in the small oil truck, she watched something fresh, but the small oil truck was not moving fast, and a few maidservants followed her, giving her a general understanding of the world.

Zheng Yunniang didn't allow her to go out, saying that she was allowed to play with her after her filial piety period, but she couldn't live up to her words now.

Song Shuyun didn't force it either.

It was already evening when the two came back from their stroll, and they had some food before resting.

She couldn't sleep at night recently, so she would drive the maid out and hide in the house alone to fight martial arts.

Zhou Jiao's physical fitness is too poor, even if she takes good care of her body, she doesn't look like she can live a long life. Song Shuyun doesn't know how to see a doctor, but she thinks that life lies in exercise, and more exercise is still good!
When it came to Gu Yu, Zheng Yunniang had already arranged for someone to buy some vegetable seeds, and planned to open a vegetable field in the backyard with Song Shuyun.

The courtyard where the two lived was huge, a large courtyard with five entrances.

Both of them used to live in the backyard, but now they both live in the front yard. The backyard is also idle, so it's better to use it.

Zheng Yunniang also wanted to cultivate Song Shuyun's hands-on ability.

The two were wearing gray clothes of Gebu, and their hair was wrapped in a bun. Zheng Yunniang was carrying a pickaxe, leading Song Shuyun, who was obviously good at these days.

She smiled sweetly, with a relaxed expression, and even the extremely simple clothes were worn by her with a bit of style.

Arriving at a previous garden, Zheng Yunniang put down the pickaxe, and took out two pairs of silk gloves from her bosom, one for herself and one for Song Shuyun.

Song Shuyun looked at the gloves that were more expensive than this suit, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The hobby of the rich is really strange. They pull out the flowers in a yard just to grow vegetables!
But she only dared to complain silently, her body still instinctively took the gloves and put them on, the size was just right, obviously there was no saying that they could be used next year when they were older.

Zheng Yunniang brushed the broken hair by her ear, smiled and directed Song Shuyun to pick up the big clods of soil and rocks.

Song Shuyun went to pick up stones dejectedly, and Zheng Yunniang waved the pickaxe and began to dig the ground.

If it weren't for her elegant demeanor, Song Shuyun felt for a moment that Zheng Yunniang must be a peasant woman who has been farming for more than ten years.

The area of ​​the garden is not small, and it took the two of them a whole day to finish it.

It rained a few days ago, and although the ground was dry, there was still some moisture after the soil was turned up, and the soil stuck to Song Shuyun's soles. The soles, which were originally two centimeters thick, were almost ten centimeters after turning them up... …

Song Shuyun: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
The next day, Zheng Yunniang started raising seedlings. She soaked the seeds in gauze, spread the vegetable seeds on top, covered them with a soaked gauze, and put them in a cool place.

She called Song Shuyun to work with her again.

Song Shuyun's expression was loveless.

She is not a real child, and she is not interested in these farm work, but Zheng Yunniang said that if she doesn't want to go, she can practice calligraphy in the house!
Song Shuyun: This is a threat! Is it! Is it! Is it!
She could only go to dig ridges with Zheng Yunniang. Zheng Yunniang got a plow somewhere, but she didn't get a cow, so she insisted on pulling the plow herself.

Song Shuyun: I don't understand the world of the rich!
She could only hold the plow behind and watch Zheng Yunniang pull it in front.

Zheng Yunniang couldn't pull it anymore, but Song Shuyun went to pull it for a while!
She is too young, she is still far away from the peak of her strength, and she won't last long.

But seeing her actions, Zheng Yunniang was very pleased.

It took them another day to plow out the ridge.

On the third day, the seeds sprouted little buds, and Zheng Yunniang happily called Song Shuyun to see them.

Song Shuyun burst into tears in her heart, but she still had to pretend to be excited.

That day, Zheng Yunniang took Song Shuyun to nail several half-meter-long and palm-high wooden boxes.

On the fourth day, fill the soil and raise seedlings.

On the fifth day, Zheng Yunniang took Song Shuyun to write the observation log.

The sixth day, the seventh day, the eighth day...

No. On the 19th day, the bred eggplant seedlings were planted in the previously plowed field.

Song Shuyun: ━┻︵╰(‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ bully me because I don’t know how to do farm work, right? Plant eggplants and make a hairy ridge!
But she didn't dare to say it. When the eggplants were all planted, Zheng Yunniang began to teach her, "One porridge and one meal should be considered hard-won; half a thread and half a thread, the constant memory is difficult!"

Not only let her recite, but also teach her to write.

Song Shuyun was moved to tears by this sentence!
While crying, I thought: Why is it so difficult to write the traditional Chinese characters for "zhi"...

(End of this chapter)