MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 152v2 Rescue Geng Tianwen's unruly female partner (4)

Since you can't get rid of this little tail, you can only let nature take its course. Song Lingshu convinced himself with a meal, and then took this little tail together to investigate the terrain.

The stockade is camped on the mountain, surrounded by lush trees and a few grasslands, which have not been opened up yet. Firstly, the reclamation of this mountainous land requires a lot of manpower, material resources and labor, and it may not be possible to grow crops after reclamation. Secondly, it is because this is only a temporary station, and if the government finds out about their whereabouts, they will have to flee to the next place, so there is no time, and no one is willing to come to cultivate wasteland.

"I want to go down the mountain to buy something." Song Lingshu said.

"What do you want to buy? Just let your subordinates do it." Yang Song flatly refused her to go down the mountain.

Song Lingshu: "Okay, you call your four door gods for a meeting."

"What door god, those are my four guardians!" Yang Song went back to the stockade angrily, and called the four guardians into the room.

Song Lingshu put down his pen and sent a note to each of them.

The four of them opened the note and looked at her in shock: "This, this is what we... er... what?"

"..." Song Lingshu slapped his forehead, forgetting that they were illiterate, "Dao, each of you take a few people down the mountain to buy the things written on the note. Get rich and buy chickens, ducks and geese. Get rich and buy seeds and seedlings , and some crops. Laicai, you are responsible for buying cows. Wangcai, you don’t have to buy anything, and you are responsible for going to the vegetable market to see what crops are selling recently.”

"Buy?" Fa Cai asked blankly, "Boss, how long has it been since we bought anything? If the little Xianggong wants these things, let's just grab them back. There's no use—"

"From now on, you are not allowed to say the word robbing again, and offenders will deduct a copper coin!" Song Lingshu ordered.

Fa Cai stared at him, quickly covered his mouth, turned his head and asked Yang Song: "Boss, is everything he said true?"

Yang Song also didn't understand, but remembering his father's advice, he could only nod his head: "Do as she said, go down the mountain quickly, and come back before the sun sets."

After these people left, there were only the two of them left in the room. Song Lingshu said: "Call all the children on the roster. I'll wait for them in Pingba."

"What are you doing again?"

"Literacy!"

A group of half-sized teenagers stood in the open space in a scrambled posture, and one of them even squatted on the ground, scratching the dirt on the ground with a wooden stick, looking for bugs hidden inside.

Song Lingshu cleared his throat: "From today onwards, you are going to start learning to read and write, and start with the most basic literacy."

The people below have already begun to sing a different tune.

"What's the use of literacy?"

"I don't want to learn! With this time, I might as well go down the mountain to grab something to eat."

"That's right, what have you learned to do! You can't fill your stomach!"

Song Lingshu took out some pieces of silver from his bosom, and said, "This is my personal property. I will conduct an assessment every month, and the first place will get my hundred coins, how about it?"

A dozen or so people looked at the silver and were all moved. This was much more effective than talking to them about idealistic theories.

Song Lingshu turned around and pushed Yang Tianshuo out, saying: "Father, I heard that you can also read some words, so I will teach these children in the future."

"Father is seriously ill in bed now, he needs to rest well!" Yang Song disagreed, pushing Yang Tianshuo to go back to the house, but was stopped by Song Lingshu.

"Father lies in the house all day long. It's boring. Why don't you come out to bask in the sun and teach the children. Dad, what do you think?"

Yang Tianshuo squinted his eyes and looked at the sun, and said with a smile, "Let's do it this way. If I lie down again, my muscles and bones will be loose. I always feel that I'm not far away from being buried. It's good to find something to do."

"You are not allowed to say that." Yang Song warned, and had to listen to his father's ideas, and the children stood up straight and listened to the class, not daring to make mistakes in front of the village master.

Since they didn't have enough pens, ink, paper and inkstones, Song Lingshu gave each of them a fire stick to write and scratch on the ground, which was also a good tool.

Yang Song watched enthusiastically, and suddenly heard someone ask leisurely: "Is it fun?"

"Fun."

"It's fun and you come too. Come on, this is your stick." Song Lingshu handed her the fire stick, "Go and learn to write."

"how about you?"

"I'll go to the woods again."

Yang Song was suddenly alert: "What are you doing?"

Song Lingshu: "Treasure hunting. Big forests often give us some unexpected gifts."

"..." Yang Song was thinking that this person was a little nervous, and he was about to go with her with his red tasseled gun.

Song Lingshu went into the mountain with a basket on his back, carrying this little tail and the little tail's little tail Dali.

Yang Song was afraid that she would run away, so he took Dali with him, and the two of them picked wild fruits on the trees to eat, saying: "Even if we won't be able to get food here for a while, just eating these fruits will do the trick." After a while."

"Yeah." Bite down vigorously, his teeth are sore, "Boss, don't you feel sour?"

"I don't think so." Yang Song spat out the core in his mouth, hooked the branch with the red tassel gun, picked some, pocketed it in his clothes, picked up one, and suddenly hit the back of Song Lingshu's head, "Hey, do you want to eat?" ?”

Song Lingshu scratched his head and turned around, seeing Dali's sour face with distorted features, as if he had been soured to the root of his teeth, showing a ferocious face: "No."

"I don't know a good guy." Yang Song rolled his eyes, enjoying himself.

At this time, Song Lingshu squatted down and picked up in the grass.

"If you don't eat the fruit, you have to eat grass?" Yang Song walked over and asked.

Song Lingshu: "Look, what is this?"

Yang Song: "A... small yellow flower?"

The leaves lifted it up like a lotus base, and the little yellow flower stood upright independently. Song Lingshu picked it off and said, "This is a dandelion."

"Dandelion?!" Yang Song was very surprised, "You are talking nonsense, a dandelion is obviously like a ball of cotton, and it will go away when the wind blows."

"That's a mature dandelion." Song Lingshu handed the flower to her, "This is for you."

Yang Song stared at the little yellow flower, staring at it until her eyes became cross-eyed. She shook her head, took it, turned around and hooked Dali's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Was he giving me this?" What's the meaning?"

"Don't you understand?" Dali said excitedly, "She likes you! This is showing love to you!"

Yang Song's face flushed, and he twirled the flower pole arrogantly: "Who cares about it?"

"That... lady, don't throw the flower bone out, it's still useful." Song Lingshu patted her on the shoulder.

Yang Song turned his head, pretending to be calm: "What's the use?"

"Without this for comparison, how do you pick flowers? You two just pick them like this. Don't confuse chrysanthemums and wild flowers with dandelions. Hurry up and take action." Song Lingshu urged.

Yang Song: "......"

Yang Song looked at Dali fiercely, smiled embarrassingly at Dali, and secretly said to her: "Maybe he is embarrassed."

The three of them picked flowers for a while, and Song Lingshu walked inside for a while, and was pleasantly surprised to find traces of clematis and dendrobium. Everything is spread out to dry.

"What are you doing digging some weeds?" Yang Song asked.

Song Lingshu replied: "These are medicinal materials. They can be taken to the town and sold to doctors after drying. They are not cheap."

Yang Song showed an expression that had never seen the world: "You didn't lie to us, did you, these flowers and plants can also be sold as medicine?"

Song Lingshu: "That's natural. It seems that you are only thinking of fleeing and setting up camp in the next place, and you haven't paid attention to the surrounding environment at all."

"I can't figure it out after paying attention." Yang Song said helplessly, "We are not doctors."

Song Lingshu wondered: "Then how do you usually treat your illnesses and injuries?"

Yang Song smiled mischievously: "Just...steal the pharmacy and rob the doctor."

"..." Song Lingshu patted her on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "You are not allowed to do these things again, do you understand?"

Yang Song looked sideways at the hands on his shoulders, and listening to her gentle instructions, a strange emotion appeared in his heart: "Oh...you look like my mother."

Song Lingshu: "???"

Yang Song: "My mother used to talk to me like this."

Song Lingshu: "Then I really thank you."

"Cough." Yang Tianshuo pushed the wheelchair over and looked at the herbs, "What are you doing?"

Song Lingshu explained again, and applied: "After lunch later, I will organize other people to go to the mountains to collect herbs. Do you think it's okay?"

Yang Tianshuo picked up a dendrobium and smelled it: "Are these things really medicinal?"

Song Lingshu nodded: "That's right, the sun is shining these days, and they can be dried and sold for money soon. This is much better than brothers stealing and robbing tremblingly."

Yang Tianshuo thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, I'll leave the matter of collecting herbs to you, Xiao Song, you stay with her."

"Okay." Yang Song nodded.

When eating, there was another dish on the table. Yang Song pointed to the plate of cold yellow flowers and asked in surprise, "Is this flower still edible?"

"Yes, try it?" Song Lingshu gestured.

Yang Song didn't move, Song Lingshu picked up a chopstick and put it into her bowl: "Try it, it can clear away heat and detoxify, and I won't harm you if I didn't poison the dish. It's all for your own good."

Yang Song turned his head to look at her, his eyes moved slightly, and suddenly he twitched his nose: "You are more like my mother now."

"..." Song Lingshu silently put the chopstick dandelion back into his bowl.

Yang Song was upset again: "Why are you still clipping it back, return it to me quickly!"

Song Lingshu brought the bowl of food directly in front of her: "Eat."

Yang Song curled his lips and ate quietly for a while.

When Song Lingshu was 70% full, someone pulled her sleeve suddenly. She looked at the perpetrator suspiciously, saw her sneaky look, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yang Song waved at her, avoiding Yang Tianshuo's gaze, motioned her to come over and whisper: "Why don't you ask how my mother died?"

Song Lingshu: "...I'm sorry, maybe it's because my thinking is not as fast as yours?"

Yang Song: "Let me tell you how my mother died."

Song Lingshu: "That's not true..."

Yang Song has already started to talk: "It was a rainy evening, my mother cooked the meal, and said she was a little tired and wanted to go to bed."

Song Lingshu waited for a while: "And then?"

"And then she died."

"..." Song Lingshu patted her on the shoulder, "My condolences."

"Hey, I'm so sad. After she passed away, I even robbed the neighbor's children of firecrackers to celebrate."

Song Lingshu was taken aback: "Why?"

"She wants to sell me to a kiln."

Song Lingshu was surprised: "How old are you at that time?"

"I'm six years old, but I'm strong. She thinks I can move bricks."

"...Oh, a brick kiln?" Song Lingshu clenched his fists silently, gnashing his teeth and said, "Brick kilns are brick kilns, don't just talk about kilns."

"Are all you scholars so picky about words?"

"This is no longer a matter of scribbling words!"

"Look, your tone is more like my mother now."

"..."

As Yang Song talked, he turned his head and planed a mouthful of rice in the bowl to fill his stomach, then whispered: "She is not only going to sell me to a kiln... a brick kiln, a brick kiln will do, you can do it again." Try to stare at me, believe it if I poke your eyes blind and eat it with wine and food? Don’t believe it, my mother just didn’t believe that I poisoned her food at that time, that’s why she died.”

Song Lingshu gasped, his eyes widened immediately.

"Actually, I didn't do it on purpose, but she beat me and other children three times a day, and gave us rice bran every day, and we had to eat what was left of her rice."

"Any other kids?"

"Yeah, she stole it all, and so did I. She forced us to call her mother so that outsiders wouldn't find out that we were stolen children. I have a friend with a very good voice who was raped when he was seven years old." She gouged out his eyes and took him to the street to sing as a little beggar. She said she would take me to a kiln to move bricks, but I thought it was not that easy, so I prepared to run away."

Yang Song picked up the wine bowl, drank it heartily, and smiled at her, "Actually, I don't know who my mother is, anyway, it was my father who saved me from starvation, so he is my mother." father."

Song Lingshu touched her head, Yang Song's body was slightly stiff, and then gradually relaxed under her comfort.

Song Lingshu picked up a piece of meat for her: "Eat more."

Yang Song: "You are more like me now—"

"Shut up." Song Lingshu picked up the drumstick to cover her mouth.

"oh."

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