The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

Li Jin hugged the little bun and teased a few more times. The child was always sullen, but as soon as Li Jin returned him to Qin Muwen's arms, the bun suddenly laughed.

Qin Muwen: "???"

There was nothing imbalanced in Li Jin's heart. As a doctor, he knew that this was purely a newborn baby Oedipus...No, the instinctive reaction of Lian Dad.

But like his cub who didn't give him face, I really saw him for the first time.

Li Jin smiled and put his wet hair behind his head, and said, "This is a quick turn."

It was obviously a teasing statement, and he was ready to practice calligraphy after he said it.

Li Jin felt a little impulsive when he wrote that ‘Love Letter’ before, but he did not regret it.

In any case, the bad words hurt people, it is those brothers' fault.

Besides, even if they are asked to apologize at that time, it will not affect the normal lives of those people at all.

At most, it is to let them know that Qin Muwen is no longer something they can afford.

With this fact, Li Jin couldn't slack off in this childbirth test and had to study hard.

So, he picked up his pen and began to re-transcribe the "Holy Oracle Guangxun".

Although it is dark now, it is still early to go to bed. The steamed bun is also full of sleep and food, acting like a baby in the arms of the teenager.

Seeing that Baozi didn't give his father face so much, the teenager worried that Li Jin would be angry.

Therefore, he looked at Li Jin's back with some anxiety, opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain it.

The teenager can see that Li Jin really loves this child, but Baozi, the child, really doesn’t know who is the boss of the family, and he treats his father so boldly...

Before the young man could come up with a reason, Li Jin had already finished writing the "Shenzhen Guangxun".

He took the paper roll to the bedside.

With a clear eyebrow and a tall nose, he said: "Come on, dad has to read the "Sacred Encyclopedia". After listening, he must know to honor his dad."

Qin Muwen: "..."

This is what Li Jin said, but the person watching is a teenager, his lips opened and closed, not as slow as most people read.

The tone of voice is up and down, and the voice is like a spring in the mountains. The pause in each sentence is just right. Even people who haven't read this book can understand some of the fur.

Qin Muwen never expected that he would hear A Jin's cheeks reddening when he was studying.

Li Jin's eyelashes are quite long, but they are not curled up. As he lowers his eyes, covering the yellowish candlelight, his eyes become deeper and deeper.

Li Jin read it three times and Baozi was already asleep.

He shook his head and copied it again by himself. After all, Minger had to write silently on the spot, his mental age is already twenty-nine, and he really can't afford to make a mistake.

Qin Muwen was completely relieved now, and A Jin didn't feel any dissatisfaction with Baozi's behavior.

He quietly got out of bed and lit the wick of the oil lamp.

He found out that Li Jin seemed to do some housework, such as washing and cooking, but he paid attention to many things.

For example, if the oil lamp has been lit for a long time, the wick will soften in the oil, not as bright as before.

Li Jin frowned because of this, but didn't know that as long as he picked the wick, the light would brighten again.

After the boy finished this, he returned to the bed and sat on the inside of the bed, looking at Li Jin.

When Li Jin silently wrote the "Shenzhen Guangxun", the boy had fallen asleep by the bed.

Li Jin cleared his hands, moved him into the bed, took off his coat, and fell into a good dream.

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Since the young man has acted swiftly, Li Jin woke up in the morning to feed the child, and he went to make breakfast.

After eating, Li Jin said, "It's still early today. Which one of your wallets and handkerchiefs are in town, I'll send them to you."

The boy told Li Jin the address immediately: "A wealthy businessman who has moved from the town with the surname Chen. The mansion is on the side of West Street."

Li Jin thinks that famous people in ancient times would add a plaque on the door and write x house.

If a person with high authority, he would also write the town government office, the ministers office, etc.

This is also convenient for finding people.

Li Jin said: "It just so happens that my school is also there, I know the way."

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Li Jin found that the more you walk from the village to the town, the faster you go.

He arrived at her husband's door today, just after eight o'clock. Of course, this is also related to how early he got up.

Coincidentally, the second house next to the mansion is Chen Mansion.

Li Jin did not enter the front door, but found the front door where the maid Xiao Siping entered and knocked on the door.

Contrary to his expectations, it was a young man in Chinese clothes who came to open the door.

The man looked rich and was slightly fat, but he was wearing moon-white silk and satin clothes, so he became more fat.

"Who are you looking for?"

Li Jin gave a slight bow and said, "My wife took the needlework from your house before, and this time I came here to send a sewn purse."

The young man's name was Chen Xiran, and when Li Jin said this, he was still a little skeptical.

The person in front of him is clearly dressed in the robe of a scholar, and he also reveals a sense of bookishness. How can such a person let his family do needlework?

In Chen Xiran's eyes, most scholars are richer. The few teenagers in the town he had been in contact with recently, all of them were just a few pennies.

That's enough for a family in the countryside to eat for months.

"Where is the purse you said? I have to see the purse before I can let you in."

Li Jin untied the bag and picked up the bamboo leaf paper and the copy of the "Shenzhen Guangxun" on it, revealing the purse underneath.

The little boy picked up a purse and saw that it was indeed the Chen Mansion embroidered on it, so he took a step back and let Li Jin in.

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He casually greeted a man and said, "Pocket and handkerchief, give me money."

Then, regardless of Li Jin, let the two boys lying behind the rockery continue to write.

"Hurry up and write, Mr. Song is about to start class soon, you have to check before class!"

Li Jin raised his eyebrows when he heard this, Mr. Song...Could it be that this person is Mr. Song's new disciple?

But he didn't think much, took twenty-four essays, thanked him and left.

Yesterday, although Mr. Song told him the main content of the "Shen Yu Guang Xun", when he was studying at night, he found that there were still some things he could not understand.

Since I'm talking about this recently, it's best to eat it all at once.

Today is still the door opened by Mr. Song's son. The kid saw Li Jin and said, "Brother Li Jin, you came early."

Then Li Jin was brought into the study, and by coincidence, Mr. Song was also practicing calligraphy here.

After he looked up and saw Li Jin, he continued to practice calligraphy, and said, "Is the "Sheng Yu Guang Xun" memorized?"

Li Jin replied: "The student is familiar with it."

"Then you can recite and listen."

From ancient times to the present, my husband’s habit of taking examinations of his disciples has never changed.

Li Jin started memorizing from the beginning, speaking at an even rate, and pausing properly. As soon as he was halfway through his recitation, Mr. Song interrupted: "The second paragraph of Chapter 7, begins to recite."

Li Jin thought, fortunately, he had a general understanding of the content of this article, so he remembered it more deeply.

He barely paused, and then continued the second paragraph of Chapter 7.

When Mr. Song saw that he had memorized it, he said: "Chapter 5, paragraph 4."

"Chapter Six, Paragraph 6."

In the end, Li Jin finished memorizing, and Mr. Song just finished writing each word.

He laughed: "Russ can be taught!"

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 was taking an exam for talented scholars, and I made the marked "Holy Letters". It 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 this way, 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 offer 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 a lot of adaptation 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 the pen, stood up straight and moved his muscles and bones.

He is still young now, and it's okay to insist on bending over all the time, 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 what you just wrote in your mind is not a fish.

When Mr. Song finishes class, Li Jin has 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 Fatty's 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 go directly to the army stick."

Chen Xiran: "..."

The author has something to say: 　　 The last chapter has been slightly revised. If the name of the chapter does not have the word (repair) when you read it, please check it again...

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