In the end, Luo Yong and the others didn't wait for the children to get out of school, so they went to visit the old man who had fallen a few days ago. They agreed with his family to buy pig seedlings the nearest time. Then they went to buy a pack of malt sugar. The three of them rode the swallows out of Xiaohe Village.

When the three of them returned to Xipo Village, it was almost time for lunch. They went to Xu's house to return the car, and then went home for dinner.

Wang Dang's son Wang Shao was not Yan'erfei, and he had to borrow Luo Yong's disciple's car in the past few days. They had already raised money and asked Xu Erlang to take it to Henghuai to the city, and waited for them to say to ask them to go over and get the car.

This can be considered a backdoor. But this matter has to be low-key, and it is not too blatant.

I heard that there are many merchants on the other side of the Henoi Road on the other side of the Yellow River recently, and they flew towards this Yan'er specifically. If they knew someone was going to the lineup, the Heng father and son would probably be in a difficult situation.

In this era, no one who dares to go out for business is a fuel-efficient lamp, or dares to play hard, or has excellent financial resources or has strong backends. These things are not good, then just stay wherever you are cool, and you will know what happened to Wang Dang and those people before.

At the Xu family’s hotel, there have been many foreign merchants recently. Some of them are looking for a young lady from Xipo Village to process cashmere, and some are also used to make soap from the Luo family.

In addition, the Luo family's fermented bean curd sauce has also been sold a lot. The little wool felt cushions stocked up in the past few months after the New Year have sold almost the same. After the spring plowing, we will have to start making this again soon.

After lunch, Luo Yong went to the slope to see it. When he went home, he packed up the fat pork and oil he collected that day. When he boiled the lard, Wulang and the others also rode back with Yan'er.

Luo Yong looked at the sun and recorded their time after school. In the future, they would better come back at this time every day. If he came back late, Luo Yong would have to look for it. If he found these guys playing around on the road, he would definitely be cut off when he came back.

Wang Danglin Dalang and the two of them said that Luo was worried about it. No matter what they said, Luo had to worry about it. Women were just sluggish about it, and he was not afraid of others.

I know that my family is raised by my own children. After hearing Wang Dang's words, if his family is lost tomorrow, Wang Dang's words will not be able to compensate him.

Goro's lunch was hot on the kang on the grocery store. When Si Niang saw that he was back, she called him to go to have a meal by herself.

The boy Wulang also saw that Si Niang was in a bad mood. Although she was very excited after returning from school on the first day, she didn't dare to show off in front of her. Among the children in the village, Si Niang was at the leader level, and Wulang was just in class. The number of classes was too different, so she was a little afraid of her on weekdays.

"Sanlang, there is no white flour at home?" Brother-in-law Lin Xingle hurried over with a wooden basin in his arms.

"It should be some." Luo Yong was not very clear about these things.

"I just grinded a few dou of wheat this morning, and the white flour is there." Si Niang lay lazily on the kang table. When she saw Lin Xingle coming to get the white flour, she pointed to a pottery jar beside the wall.

"Someone ordered dumplings again?" Luo Yong also came over at this time.

"No, everyone who has eaten said it's very good. There are some people who really like to eat. Now they eat it three meals a day." Lin Xingle squatted and took the flour from the jar, scooped it out one bowl at a time, and put it in the wooden basin he brought.

"Is pork enough?" Luo Yong asked him.

"It's enough. My second mother went there earlier. Seeing that she didn't have enough, she came back and cut a large piece of it." Lin Xingle neatly finished the flour in the jar: "With these white flours, today is enough, tomorrow is not enough. You have to grind some more later."

"Okay." Luo Yong agreed readily.

"What's wrong with Si Niang?" Lin Xingle asked again.

"I don't have to go to school, I'm not happy." Luo Yong said with a smile.

"I'm not happy." Si Niang replied there, and her little hands were slashing around the kang table, and no matter who saw it, she was making trouble.

She was indeed a little unhappy, but she couldn't blame her brother and sister for this matter. The little lady had no choice but to study, and the old lady and second lady of their family had never studied. Besides, if she and Wulang were both gone, who would come to see the grocery store?

Although the truth was understood, Si Niang was still a little uncomfortable. The child didn't know how to think too deeply, men and women were equal, unless Luo Yong instilled in her now, she wouldn't have thought about that aspect for the time being.

Lin Xingle took the white flour and hurried to the Xu family's guesthouse again. Luo Yong took some wheat from the house, swept the grinder through with a brush, put on the donkey and planned to start grinding the noodles.

The lard that had just been boiled had to be cooled to make soap. At this moment, the oil temperature was so high, so he didn't dare to pour the alkaline water rashly, for fear of accidents.

"Brother, let me grind you." Si Niang came out of the grocery store slowly.

"Just I'll do it, you stay there." Luo Yong waved his hand. This girl is a wild person and likes to run around outside all day long. Luo Yongtong has been here for the first time, and it is the first time she has seen her in such a low mood.

"..." Si Niang didn't enter the house, but just squatted aside and watched.

"It's okay if you can't go to school. If you want to learn calligraphy, you will learn it at home." Luo Yong said while putting wheat grains into the stone mill.

"..." Si Niang still didn't speak. She didn't want to learn calligraphy. For children, the fun of going to school lies in going to school itself, not in studying.

Every day I ride Yan'erfei to school with my friends, and then come back from school. I think it's so beautiful, especially in this era without a TV and computer, how can I be more interesting at home than going to school?

"We are all pretty good. At least there are people in the family who can teach you how to read. Do you know that in many families, the children of poor families have no chance to read?" Luo Yong continued to chat with her.

"..." Si Niang also knew that her situation was already good, so she didn't say anything.

"It would be better if you carve the words you have learned on the soap mold, and when they are bought by those little ladies in the future, they may learn a few of them when they look at the words on it."

Luo Yong's intention was mainly to ask Si Niang to recognize a few more words. It is quite boring to study alone at home, and it also tests her self-discipline ability.

If this method is feasible, it can be developed and developed in Er Niang and the others in the future. Er Niang doesn't like reading and practicing calligraphy very much. She always feels that it is useless and doesn't want to spend that time in vain, but when it comes to working, it is definitely very serious and careful.

"My handwriting is so ugly." Si Niang was a little moved by his words.

"What are you afraid of? Just practice one word at a time. Look at the soap molds we made in our family, the words are not very good-looking, they are just a straightforward." Luo Yong continued to fan her.

"..." Si Niang continued to squat there, her little body swaying, and she felt much better when she looked.

"Do you think it's done?" Luo Yong asked again.

"I'll try it." The girl nodded reluctantly.

"Okay, Goro should finish his meal. Go and do your homework with him. Ask him what his husband has taught today. If he can't answer, come and call me and I'll hit him with a spank." The children at home have to let them urge each other. Luo used himself to check their homework every day.

"Oh." Luo Siniang was resurrected with blood, stood up from the base of the wall, grinned and happily asked Goro to do homework together. As for Goro's unhappy, Luo really couldn't care about it now.

In the days that followed, Si Niang really began to practice calligraphy seriously, and often used the small carving knife used to make a toothbrush to scratch the wooden blocks.

Sometimes after Luo Yong made the soap and poured the last piece of mold, there was still soap liquid left and there was not enough. He would pour the soap liquid into the egg shell. After two days of cooling and hardening, he would peel off the egg shell outside and give the soap balls there to Si Niang for fun.

Some people saw Si Niang playing with the soap ball, and said that Luo Sanlang was too spoiled by Si Niang and the others. Even if a soap ball could not be sold for five cents, it would be sold for one or two cents.

Two days ago, it suddenly started to rain. Luo Yong was worried that Goro was weak and afraid that he would get sick after getting wet. He drove a donkey cart to Xiaohe Village in the rain, gave him some money and food, and temporarily placed Goro at Zou Lizheng's home. Some people heard about this and said that Luo Sanlang spoiled his younger brother Goro.

When he often hears this from others, Luo Yong will always remind himself in his heart that he should be strict when he should be strict and should not spoil the children at home. However, in his opinion, there is really nothing to be strictly disciplined by these children in his family.

Si Niang has already taken on three meals a day at such a young age. Although she is a bit willful, she is also rational and obedient and disciplined. She has never seen her make a fuss. Wulang will help her family when she comes back from school, and will also teach her that she has learned in school to her sister. In Luo Yong's opinion, her brothers and sisters are all very good anyway.

Luo Yong had a rough experience since childhood, and later met Grandma Luo, who later died of old age.

For him, nothing in this world is taken for granted, peace is not taken for granted, health is not taken for granted, and happiness is not taken for granted.

So even if this world seems so barren and closed compared to the one in his memory, he still cherishes these peaceful and comfortable days in front of him very much.

Luo Yong wants these children in the family to be happy every day, and then wait until the future, no matter where the family goes, whether they reunite or parting, happiness or sadness, at least in the current period of time, they have no regrets.

In the past few years, Luo Yong often felt regretful. Why did Grandma Luo not treat her better when she was alive? His heart was always full of regrets.
Chapter completed!