Zhu San thoughtfully said: "No wonder Mr. Cen paid special attention to the portions when he was typing that pen. He divided them into several portions from small to large. I was still confused at the time. One pen was enough. How could he type so many?

There are different portions. Isn’t this a waste? It turns out there is so much knowledge in it.”

"The lighter ones are for getting used to, and the heavier ones are for practice." Ye Yuran nodded, "It seems that Mr. Cen really cares about Lao Qi, even paying so much attention to small things like using a pen.

.”

He turned around and asked Zhu Qi, Dabao and Sanbao to be more respectful to Mr. Cen from now on.

People's hearts are made of flesh. If people treat them sincerely, they should return it with sincerity. Otherwise, as time goes by, people's hearts will grow cold, and they will not treat them like this again.

When the first winter snow falls, the Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer.

Aunt Zhu Si happily ran to Ye Yuran twice. It turned out that the family her son Zhu Sihu was interested in finally settled on.

"Congratulations. Now that your worries are finally settled, you can rest assured in the future." Ye Yuran handed the things to her with a smile and said, "I've said it before, don't rush about things like fate.

, What is supposed to come will always come, there is no point in being anxious. Look, how long has it been just now, have you decided?"

Fourth Aunt Zhu showed a smile and said: "Hehehe... Yes, I should have listened to my sister-in-law in the first place, and I have been worrying about this period of time in vain. Sister-in-law, I will leave first, and I will come back to you after I finish my work in a few days.

"

"Hey, it's snowing outside, please walk slowly."

Ye Yuran sent the person all the way to the entrance of the hospital.

After turning back to the house, there was a full family sitting next to the fire pit in the main room.

When it snows, they won't be able to go out. But don't think that this means they will be completely free.

For the industrious farm family, they can find something to do at any time. The women are busy making clothes, collecting shoe soles, and making food, while the men are busy cleaning straw ropes and weaving baskets. Even the two youngest three treasures and four treasures,

Everyone is busy.

They followed Dabao, and Erbao sat on the table next to him, practicing calligraphy.

Compared to Dabao and Erbao, who had already written very beautifully, they were obviously just trying to make up for it. They used a sand table as a drawing board, where they drew "clucking".

Dabao and Erbao are still young and do not need to take the imperial examination. The tasks are relatively easy. The most tiring one is Zhu Qi.

He not only needs to complete the day's calligraphy training tasks, but also complete other homework assigned by his teacher every day.

A good memory is not as good as a bad writing. Although Zhu Qi has the talent of "photographic memory", Mr. Cen was unwilling to waste his talent and directly asked him to "write from memory" after reciting.

One can not only help him practice calligraphy, but the things he has written from memory can also be used by another person if customized into a booklet.

According to the conditions of the Zhu family, although there are conditions for Zhu Qi to have a room by himself, the charcoal fire is expensive and it is impossible to give it to him alone.

What's more, it's cold for him to be alone in a room.

Therefore, Ye Yuran directly asked Mrs. Liu to make something like "ear muffs" for Zhu Qihe and several children.

This thing is similar to modern furry headphones, except that the ear area is made a little thicker, which can isolate a little sound.

Sitting next to the fire pit, the Lius did not dare to make any loud noises for fear of disturbing the scholars next to them.

Their voices are not as loud as the noise caused by the three treasures and the four treasures.

While Mrs. Liu was working, she occasionally raised her head to look at her son's serious face, and a warm current suddenly flowed through her heart.

——Look, this is her son, how serious he is!

——Her greatest pride in her life is that she gave birth to two children.

Recalling when they were still young and her mother-in-law disliked her for not having a daughter and chased her two sons with a broom, she felt as if she was in another world.

——Did something like that really happen?

——It feels so unreal!

Next to him, there was suddenly a sound of retching.

"What's wrong with you, second sister-in-law?" Mrs. Li was the closest. She stopped what she was doing, patted Mrs. Liu on the back, and asked with concern.

"Ugh..." Mr. Liu shook his head, "I don't know, I just suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and felt very uncomfortable."

Ye Yuran looked around the main room warily, making sure that the door was not closed tightly and could clearly see the straw mat hanging outside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, people still didn’t know what “carbon monoxide” poisoning was.

All they knew was to light a fire, close the room tightly, and put on a quilt so that they could stay warm by the fire.

If the houses of this era were not well sealed, poor people would have had a hole or something. How many people would have died based on their grilling method.

For the vast majority of ordinary people, they cannot afford the silver wire charcoal used by wealthy people, so they basically burn the charcoal themselves.

Do you often burn larger pieces of wood every time you burn the stove?

When these wood blocks are burned through and have not turned into ash, they can be turned into the simplest charcoal by covering them on the ground with a ceramic basin to "deprive them of oxygen".

This kind of charcoal is a bit poor, but for poor people, it is already very good.

If that's not possible, you can only dig a pit in front of the stove and burn firewood.

It was only after Ye Yuran arrived that the conditions at home gradually improved for the Zhu family, so they were in the mood to prepare for this kind of self-burning charcoal.

It is usually used carefully and is only taken out when guests come, but this year is different. There are a few more scholars in the family this year. What's more, Zhu Qi will have to go out next year, so ensuring his warmth has become the most important thing.

Therefore, the Zhu family not only prepared "self-burning charcoal", but also reluctantly took a sum of money from the public to purchase some new charcoal from the charcoal burners.

That thing is indeed better than what I burn at home. It is not only resistant to burning, but also keeps warm.

When a house warms up, it's...

"Do you think I'm pregnant?" Mrs. Liu's shy look interrupted Ye Yuran's distraction.

She turned around and saw Mr. Liu looking at her with his peripheral vision. In other words, what he said was not to Mrs. Li, but to her.

"Ah?" Ms. Li didn't think about it at all, because she didn't react much when she was pregnant.

It can be said that it was time to eat and sleep. It was not until my belly gradually protruded and my appetite became larger that I suddenly realized - I couldn't be pregnant, right?!

After checking it out, it turned out to be true.

"Ah, what? Didn't you give birth before? You have experience..." Mrs. Liu touched Mrs. Li's arm in anticipation.

"Well……"

Before Li could speak, Ye Yuran turned cold and said, "She's not a doctor, why are you asking her? She's still categorical, saying she's pregnant just because she said you were pregnant?"

Mrs. Liu choked and suddenly felt unhappy: What do you mean? Her mother-in-law suspected that she was lying and not pregnant?

——She is carrying her child, how could she do this?

——Mother-in-law, this is too partial. Li usually does whatever she says. Why is it her turn? Mother-in-law has such an attitude?

——You also say that you are not partial, but you are partial like this. What is it if you are not partial?

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