Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

Chapter 478

Ning Yan went to the old village head's home, who was sitting in the yard, repairing the hoe.

Sitting next to the basin, with a black stone in his hand, he polished it on a hoe, and from time to time he reached out and lifted some water from the basin.

Rinse the polished area.

When Ning banquet passed, he still carried two catties of pork in his hand.

The village head saw the moment of Ning banquet, his eyes narrowed, and his eyebrows frowned slightly when he found that Ning Yan still had something.

"Why are you still carrying something?"

"Isn't it a long time? When the younger generation brings something to the elder, right

“……” The old village head is not talking.

They don't take meat from Ningyan.

Ning Yan smile: "you still have temper?"

"I don't have a temper. I haven't seen you so polite before."

"It's not that I haven't been away for so long. I owe my children a lot of care during this time."

"What are you talking about?"

The old village head grinned.

During this period, he paid close attention to the Ning family, especially when Xu was at home.

Fortunately, Xu was still a little afraid of him, and his words could be heard.

I didn't expect to be appreciated when I took care of it. I have been a village head for half my life. This kind of meddling character has been stabilized.

Even if it's not the village head, I can't help it.

"That's not to say, by the way, how is brother Zhao Liang's state recently? Did he come out?"

"Much better. Since your aunt didn't mix up for no reason, a'liang will come back home from time to time, and it will be better in the future. He also has his grandson, who is an adult. He knows what he needs in the future, and he knows that everything can't be forced."

“……” Ning Yan heard the village head say so, a little better mood.

She was also worried that Zhao Liang would not be able to stand up.

Now that Wu youniang has all her children, it is not a matter for him to continue to think about it.

Time is really a magic thing.

Can heal all wounds.

Ning Yan talked with the village head for a while, and the topic was about the construction of the village.

"You said to set up a school here in gouziwan?"

"Can't you?"

The old village head is a little weak.

If Ning Yan disagrees, he has no way.

He competed with the head of Shicun village on the other side of xiagouwan for many years. Now that xiagouwan has a school, its development is extremely fast.

Many rich families in the county have sent their children to xiagouwan.

But

The school over there only takes from the village.

The county side was turned down.

Every time I send my grandson to school, my jealous eyes turn red.

"It's really hard to say that a school is different from other things. If a school is to be established, there must be good teachers and students, and more things should be considered..."

Ning Yan did not say that she planned to build a Tsinghua garden in the mountains one day in the future.

Make a connection with Tsinghua garden in Beijing.

The students cultivated in Qinghua garden on the mountain are different from those in other academies.

We should not only learn Chinese characters and do knowledge, but also learn simple knowledge of mathematics, physics and biology.

The teaching courses should also be more extensive, such as language department, medical department, business and financial management department, etc.

Ning Yan doesn't know if he has the ability to set up such a school in his life. However, one must have a goal in his life, right.

It's like the trace she left in this era.

The old village head rubbed his hands and didn't force Ningyan to get any school.

He means to express himself.

As for the way things are handled, it still depends on Ningyan's

instead of wine, the development of the village is now 100 times better than when he was the head of the village.

He can't continue to be difficult.

And told Ning Yan about the busy things in summer, Ning Yan heard a face muddled.

She didn't know what harvest was, whether to turn the soil or to change stubbles. Although she had land at home, she didn't start much.

At this time, you need to be experienced to control the general direction.

He who has the ability to do more work. Ning Yan laughs and gives the matter to the old village head again.

Naturally, the old village head will not shirk.

In terms of farming, he is not boasting that she can't compare with him in any case.

That is to say, at this time, he can also show his leadership ability, and he can not shirk responsibility.

After sitting in the village head's house for a while, Ning Yan left.

Just back to the village, I want to see everywhere.

After a tour of gouziwan, you naturally have to go to xiagouwan school, soap factory and glass mirror processing factory on the mountain.According to the plan, Ning Yan went to Xiagou Bay.

The road from xiagouwan to gouziwan is much easier.

A lot of things happened when she wasn't in the village.

For example, this road has been repaired at a glance.

It's flat.

Ning banquet went to Xiagou Bay, Xiagou Bay people see Ning banquet, happy to say hello.

Maybe this is the smell of Yuanxiang.

In Gouzi Bay, there are many people who don't like her, but most of them welcome her.

Ning Yan smiles and says a few words to the sincere eyes of these people.

Then I went to the soap factory.

Soap factory now more and more rules, scale, like an enterprise.

There are benefits, and the system of rewards and punishments has been improved.

Even if some of them don't know Chinese characters, they will automatically learn to read after working in the factory for a period of time.

Ning banquet just walked a circle, did not disturb the people inside.

Seeing that the employees are in good condition, they don't stop.

When I get home, I feel kind to every place. I have to see it.

After leaving the soap factory, I went to the school, went to the house on the mountain, wandered around and returned home. It was dark again.

Time always flies.

It passed quietly.

There was no waiting time.

Shaohua is in the right year. In the blink of an eye, people's hair turns into frost and snow, and their faces are covered with wrinkles like orange peel.

Ning Yan sat in the yard, and his mind began to get enough of Lu Hanzhang's appearance after he was old.

It seems that

The old man is also a handsome old man.

It's really not easy to meet a person with three views in this life.

Ning Yan felt lucky.

The curly hair in the yard gazed at the banquet, and from time to time squeezes out the murmur from the throat, just like the cat at noon, revealing a lazy look.

Ning Yan thought that when she went out in the morning, the dog seemed to dislike her, so she approached curly hair again.

Curly back

Until the chains around my neck jump straight.

There's no way to step back.

Sure enough, curly is hating her.

Ning Yan almost laughed. The dog's face was so big that he even despised her

He reached out and touched curly's head.

Curly closed his eyes and his head shrank back.

Ning banquet

Ning banquet stopped, did not continue to toss.

Does dog dislike her?

Why

Think about it carefully. It seems that there is more blood smell on me when I go out and come back this time

Is it because of this?

Ning Yan shrugged and did not continue to pursue.

Even if the dog dislikes her, she has to kill.

This era can be different from later generations.

She seems to have overstepped the bounds.

Just, no way, can't look down, if you let those people go on, she's sorry for her conscience.

What is the difference between officials and bandits in a poor place.

If the Da Xuan Dynasty could make the officials clean and clear, she might be able to send those people who had innocent blood on their hands to the government.

However, it is obvious that the regulatory system at this time has not reached that level.

So she stepped in on some things.

Ning Yan got up to go to the bedroom, curly hair issued a low voice whine.

He

It seems that the hostess at home seems to be in a bad mood.

Is it because she won't let her touch it?

He is already a big dog. He can't stick to his mistress any more!

Ningyan probably won't understand the idea of curly hair in this lifetime.

After all, different species make it difficult to communicate, unless one day curly hair really becomes fine.

Otherwise, I don't want to solve this big misunderstanding in my life.

Night fell.

Only the sound of insects could be heard in the yard.

Ning banquet

Lying in bed, I soon fell asleep.

At the same time,

Northern barracks.

Lu Hanzhang sits opposite Wen Yan.

There was a serious look in both eyes.

Who can make them so cautious, besides the first prince?

"I didn't expect that, after destroying the temple of asking immortals, the man ran to Beidi. The life there was much more difficult than that of Da Xuan. I don't know if the man regretted it."

When Wen Yan talks, his eyes are full of irony.

The people of Daxuan regarded these Tartars in the north as human wolves.But the first Prince did not count, ran to the north, seeking help.

Not to mention anything else, if this behavior is spread out, people in the 16 states of Daxuan will hate the first prince.

With this, the emperor should rest assured.

The first Prince dug his own grave, and there was no capital for him.

"The man is captured alive and escorted to the capital. How to deal with it is up to the emperor."

"Well." Wen Yan answered.

He had no idea how to deal with the first prince.

His master was a national teacher. No matter how the Xuan Dynasty changed, the master would not change.

More fixed than the emperor.

The throne can also clear the emperor's side, can also be sought, but the position of national master is very mysterious, not any one can be competent.

There will be another war in the north.

For Lu Hanzhang's own soldiers, the battle was as simple as hunting on the mountain.

Of course

Conceited troops are doomed to defeat.

Although he was holding a cannon in his hand, Lu Hanzhang did not relax at all in the training that should be given to the soldiers.

Even with cannons, these ordinary soldiers can not lose their means of survival.

Hand over the war, sound Lang Lang voice.

In the scorching summer sun, no one will be lazy.

The general died in a hundred battles.

Ten years ago, a strong man returned.

Even if you don't know the characters, you can recite this poem.

After all

This is the reality.

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About a thousand miles away from the north, it is still singing and dancing.

The capital has always been the most prosperous place.

It's also the safest place.