I was a stepmother in ancient times, and I led my whole family to wealth.

Chapter 82 Getting Along Well with the Children

Before his son could speak, Sun Xing asked anxiously, "That won't do. If the leaves of the corn stalks are cut off, how will they grow? That will reduce the yield."

Dongfang Jin looked at Sun Xing and asked, "Third Brother, have you ever thought about this question? How do Koreans get their nutrients?"

She didn't tell you to chop them all up. She remembers that in some places, when the corn has grown to a certain size, they still use a sickle to sharpen it.

Sun Xing: "Straws?"

"Yes, have you ever considered that too many or too dense leaves at the base of the plant can easily cause them to rot?"

This was when they rescued Jun Qirui; she paid special attention to the cornfields by the roadside.

In this cornfield, the corn stalks are not only too close together, but there is also no sense of order or arrangement.

Unlike the corn in modern fields, which grows like soldiers in rows.

How can this result in high production?

Sun Xing looked doubtful: "Really?"

Lin Lizheng was equally skeptical: "Xiao Jin, are you saying that cutting off the leaves will increase yield?"

Dongfang Jin looked at them and said, "There's a proper way to split leaves. I'll organize it and write it down later, and have Chenglin give it to you."

However, this straw after harvesting the corn…

Sun Xing exclaimed excitedly, "That is..."

Dongfang Jin nodded.

Sun Xing confirmed again: "Can those corn stalks really be used to feed pigs?"

"Of course, pigs are omnivores; they eat everything."

Sun Qingzhuang then said, "Then... when I grow up, I want to raise a hundred pigs."

Dongfang Jin tapped his outstretched hand: "Yes, just follow this goal. It's like grinding an iron rod into a needle. As long as you persevere, you will achieve it."

However, you can't say "pig," you have to say "head," a whole pig.

Sun Qingzhuang's eyes lit up: "Yes, I've got it."

Little brother Xiaodong: "Auntie, where's the dog?"

Dongfang Jin rubbed his head: "A puppy can be said as 'zhi,' meaning 'one dog,' or 'tiao,' meaning 'a dog.'"

Hmm! Something feels off here.

Xiao Dong: "Auntie, can we also say a mouse, a duck, a rabbit, and a chicken?"

His words made Dongfang Jin burst into laughter: "You're a teachable child, that's right."

Lin Jiang's daughter, Xiaoyu, mustered up her courage and asked, "Auntie, where are the fish? I'm staying at my grandma's house, and my uncle caught a lot of fish for me to keep as pets."

Dongfang Jin looked at her with a smile. The child said in a slightly boastful tone, "If there's a fish, say one fish. If there are many, say a group of fish."

Xiao Zhuang: "Auntie, where's the cow?"

"Just like pigs, cows are also referred to as 'heads,' like a cow."

Xiaoyu: "Auntie, where's the horse, the big horse?"

"Yes, that's a good question. A horse can only be described as a 'pi' or a 'yi pi ma'."

Xiao Dong: "Auntie, where's the tiger?"

"The tiger said, 'Then Auntie will sing you a song about tigers.'"

Several children clapped and cheered, "Good!"

Dongfang Jin looked at them and smiled, "You'd better listen carefully, okay?"

"it is good."

"Two tigers, two tigers, running fast, running fast, one has no eyes, one has no tail, how strange, how strange!"

……

Everyone watched as Dongfang Jin mingled with the children, and she said things that they wouldn't normally say.

This song is also nice; I don't know what she was thinking.

In the past, they thought that as long as children were obedient and didn't cause trouble, that was enough. When talking to children, their first thought was what was worth saying.

One minute it's "Mom, how do I do this?" The next minute it's "Mom, I'm thirsty." And then... Sometimes it's even asking "Why?" and so on, it's so annoying.

Gradually, the children stopped talking to them. Sometimes when you tried to talk to them, they would ignore you and even talk back to you.

If you say a few more words, he'll get annoyed and might even yell at you.

Lin Min and Yang Zhu came out with some snacks and saw this cheerful scene.

When Dongfang Jin saw the two of them leave the kitchen, she knew there was a spare stove. She got up and said to the children, "You play by yourselves, Auntie will cook something delicious for you."

The children all said in unison, "Yes."

After Dongfang Jin left.

Lin Lizheng said with a smile, "Chenglin's family is quite extraordinary."

He ate that sesame paste; it was incredibly fragrant and authentic.

Thinking of his youngest son bringing back a cartload of sesame seeds and peanuts today, he saw hope—the hope for the rise of the Lin family.

Lin Min and Yang Zhu walked over and heard their father-in-law's words. They placed the small steamed cakes on the table that had been put together.

She said, "Xian-jie said that Jin-jie taught her how to make this rice cake. You should all try it. It's sweet but not greasy, and it's delicious."

As soon as it came out of the oven, I ate a piece. The taste was just as good as the pastries sold in the county.

Yang Tao picked up a piece of rice cake and joked with a smile, "Sister, didn't you see your sister-in-law explaining problems to your two mischievous kids?"

"Your little Zhuang is going to raise a hundred pigs someday!"

Yang Zhu was dumbfounded. His two mischievous monkeys could ask questions? And they wanted to raise a hundred pigs?

With a curious look on her face, she asked eagerly, "Tao'er, tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"

Lin Min also looked over with curiosity. You see, Sun Xing's two kids were notorious troublemakers in the village.

So Yang Tao vividly recounted what had just happened.

Yang Zhu felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this, and her eyes welled up with tears.

He said with a wry smile, "It's not that we don't want to send him to the private school, but... every time we send him, he wets his pants in fear before he even reaches the school gate. What can we do?"

We originally thought that the fourth child in the family was a good one. That time, my parents-in-law came to visit and wanted him to teach the child a few words to boost his courage.

Unexpectedly, we were kicked out by Old Lady Gu, who said we were disturbing her son's studies.

He even stood at the door cursing, saying that our child was simply not cut out for studying, and that wanting to attend a private school was nothing but a pipe dream.

Yang Tao suppressed her anger and said, "My sister-in-law just praised the two kids for being smart, so don't mention that family."

Sun Qingzhuang ran over and said proudly, "Mom, I learned the story of grinding an iron pestle into a needle from Jingye."

I also learned to count with him. I have ten fingers in my hands, five on one palm, so two palms make ten.

Xiao Dong squeezed through the crowd holding up a rice cake: "Mom, Brother Jingye said that our family's pigs have four legs each, and we have a total of four pigs, so they have a total of sixteen legs."

The two children were eager to share what they had learned.

Yang Zhu felt heartbroken watching this, her eyes reddening as she looked at the two children. All she could do now was nod.

She was afraid that if she opened her mouth to speak, tears would fall.

Xiaoyu also sidled up to her grandfather and boasted, "Grandpa, Caiwei even taught some of us to recite ancient poems, and I can recite them all now."

Goose, goose, goose, with its curved neck singing to the sky. White feathers float on green water, red webbed feet stir clear waves.

Grandpa, how is it? Caiwei said that "qu xiang" refers to the goose's neck, meaning the goose is singing to the sky with its neck held high.

"White feathers refer to the goose's plumage, and red feet refer to the goose's legs..."

The Lin family was dumbfounded. In such a short time, their granddaughter could already recite poems? And she could recite them so clearly.

His grandson can't even recite poems as fast as he used to at home.

This girl has a very strong personality, which is partly due to her maternal grandfather's doting on her.

Looking at the little girl who was with Gu Chenglin, I didn't expect that child to be so smart, and even able to be a tutor.

Lin Li was laughing loudly: "Good, good, good!"

He said "good" three times in a row, which shows how happy he was.

Lin Min was also happy for her niece, who had always liked to compete with her children since she was little.

The mother-in-law had no choice, and since Xiaofang's mother said she would take her away and raise her herself, they had no choice but to send her to her maternal grandmother's house.

She understood what they meant perfectly well, but they were also worried.

Xiao Zhuang puffed out his little chest and showed off, "My brother and I can even recite the Three Character Classic."

Gu Chenglin and the Xu family came in and heard Xiao Zhuang say this.

Sun Xing was speechless. How could his troublesome son dare to say anything?

Grandpa Xu, with his hands behind his back, said cheerfully, "Oh, carry one. If you carry it well, I'll give you a candy."

Xiao Zhuang, I'll go first: "At birth, people are inherently good; their natures are similar, but their habits differ... Hmm, dogs don't bark..."

Gu Jingye: "Brother Xiaozhuang, no, it's Gou Butiao."

Sun Qingzhuang scratched his head in frustration: "I...I forgot."