"Zhao Ji, what do you think?"

Zhao Yu did not answer Hu Liu first, but looked at Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji looked at the snow-white haired group crawling around the ground, and loved it in her heart. When she heard Zhao Yu ask her, she came to her senses.

"It depends entirely on the husband's wishes."

Looking at the two and a half-old children, he paused and said, "I think, right?"

Zhao Yu nodded with a smile: "Well."

Then he said to Hu Liudao: "My husband and I have to stay here for two or three months, but I have some free time. How many children are there in your village? If you want, come tomorrow."

"Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie!"

Hu Liu and other hunters were immediately grateful and bowed repeatedly.

Then he hurriedly said goodbye and wanted to go back to the village to inform the villagers of the good news.

Zhao Yu quickly called him: "You tiger cub..."

Hu Liudao: "Mr. Good Teacher knew that the day before yesterday, the villain and others worked together to hunt a mountain master and found the cub in the tiger's den. He had already killed the matter, but the villain thought that there was no one around the husband and wife, and he was probably lonely, so.........

Zhao Yu laughed: "You are intent."

Hu Liu touched his forehead and laughed, turning around and leaving.

Zhao Ji then picked up the hair bun: "Is it a tiger cub?"

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "It's a tiger cub. If you like it, raise it. It's rare for the white tiger to be raised."

"Um."

Then Zhao Yu said to the two and a half-old children who were at a loss when they were left, "Don't be nervous. Come here."

Two and a half-old children walked over slowly, twisting their fingers and lowering their heads, not daring to look at Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu said: "Tell the teacher, what are your names?"

"I..." The older boy pursed his lips and plucked up the courage to whisper: "My name is Huzi."

"Hu Hu?"

"Um."

"Where is her?" Zhao Yu said: "Is it your sister?"

"Well, Hu Xiaoniang. My sister's name is Hu Xiaoniang."

"Hu Hu, Hu Xiaoniang, okay." Zhao Yu said kindly: "Is Hu Liu your father?"

"Um."

Zhao Yu nodded with a smile: "So from now on, before I leave here, I will be your teacher, teaching you to learn literature and martial arts. Be a teacher, teach and answer questions. The teacher should be obedient in class, but there are no requirements at other times. Do you know?"

"Yes, teacher."

"Yes, teacher."

"The teacher is not a sacrificial mountain king. Master, both master and father, relax." Zhao Yu's tone was like a gurgling water, which quickly calmed the mood of the two children: "I won't go to class today, and I will start classes with your friends in the village tomorrow."

At noon, Zhao Yu and his wife had a meal with their two children. In the afternoon, Zhao Yu also had to take care of the fruits and vegetables in the fields, so they let the children play.

Just like an ordinary person, weeding and watering, Zhao Ji was helping, and the little white tiger was having fun. The couple made their hands full of mud, but they didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Husband, do we have to stay here for two or three months?"

Zhao Ji said: "In this way, I don't want to be too idle."

"Oh?" Zhao Yu smiled and said, "You might as well share some tasks for your husband. Teach them about their knowledge of literature and martial arts, and Zhao Ji teaches them about music, calligraphy and painting."

"Yeah." Zhao Ji smiled like water.

Before the sun set, Zhao Yu and his wife prepared dinner early and let the two play for an afternoon. After the half-aged child who was no longer so shy, they were sent to the entrance of Guwai Village and came back.

Early the next morning, Hu Liu arrived with seven or eight children.

These children are about the same old as Hu Hu, and the youngest is only two or three years old. They are carried by the older children, as if they are taking care of their families. Hu Liu was a little embarrassed and said, "Sir, please forgive me. Because adults in the village have to work, the young children in the family have always been taken care of by the older children..."

Zhao Yu didn't think it was offended and said with a smile: "It's okay. Don't worry, I'll watch it."

"Thank you sir."

Therefore, Zhao Yu's journey of teaching and teaching blossomed here again.

When Zhao Yu was in Nanyang, there was a Han Shu who also taught martial arts. Outside Puyang, there were another courtyard and there were ten disciples including Cao Ang. Now he became a teacher in Jigu. He was familiar with it. As usual, he knew the writing in the morning and practiced martial arts in the afternoon.

In the middle, Zhao Ji taught them some music, calligraphy and painting.

It's quite fulfilling.

These children are not as good as Han Shu or Cao Ang. They are all from the lowest-class ordinary family. Whether it is Han Shu, Cao Ang and others, they have a family background, but Hu Hu and others have nothing.

So at the beginning, it was a bit difficult to teach.

However, Zhao Yu had Zhao Yu's method, and the sound of the Tao is filled with ears. No matter how hard it is, he can finally gain something.

Since formally teaching Hu Hu and other children, Zhao Yu has seen more smiles on Zhao Ji's face. Perhaps he has found a way to realize himself. Zhao Ji is a talented woman, with all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and music. However, in the past, she could only enjoy herself with Zhao Yu and his wife, but now she can teach her, so she naturally has a sense of accomplishment.

At the same time, the longer Zhao Yu stayed here, the more he realized that his and Zhao Ji's life gradually tended to be the most dullest and most real.

"Husband, wash out the vegetables!"

"Husband sharpens the knife."

"Husband clean the house."

"Today I will eat hares, my husband will go and grab a few hares."

And there are fewer and fewer things about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and more about life experiences.

Zhao Yu had some insights, probably this is the real life.

Trivial matters, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and family matters. Even Zhao Ji cannot avoid the vulgarity.

Of course, if there were a lot of servants around you, you probably wouldn't be there. But unfortunately, there wasn't.

However, Zhao Yu prefers this.

If there is a servant, it means that the servant is helping you live a life. Or it is too busy to take care of life, such as Cao Mengde. But Zhao Yu is not busy, so he prefers to live his own life.

Cleaning, washing, kitchen, kitchen knives, these are the most important part of life.

What kind of high-end life and high-end ideals are actually nonsense for most people. People eventually have to return to the ordinary and the truth. Ordinary and the truth are hidden in life. Trivial things are ordinary, and oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are the truth.

However, Zhao Yu also thought that people's hearts are fickle and human nature are fickle. Therefore, life is different at different stages of people. So it is said that the world is full of worldly affairs, and even Zhao Yu cannot explain it clearly.

"Change with the flow and do as you like."

This is the result of Zhao Yu.

Maybe Zhaoji likes this kind of life now, but in three to five months, she may feel annoyed and will think of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. But no matter what, just follow her heart.
Chapter completed!