The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 454 - 443 Counting Silver Coins

Chapter 454: Chapter 443 Counting Silver Coins

Ms. Qian ruffled her daughter’s hair and left the house after telling her to study well.

Manbao followed her, still holding a book in her hand; she was going to teach them the new textbook.

This was The Analects, Datou and the others now also had a copy, which Manbao had transcribed and given to them; when they memorized it and then forgot part of it, they could look it up at home and didn’t have to wait for her to come back.

Furthermore, Sanya, Siya, and Erya were now also studying the Thousand Character Classic, and the older ones among Datou and Daya, who had already learned it, could teach them.

But Manbao was still the best at teaching characters because Datou and the others’ writing was not good-looking.

As usual, everyone gathered in a corner of the courtyard to read, and Manbao first taught them line by line; once they were familiar with it, she then explained the meaning to them. Previously, her brothers would also come to take a look, especially Zhou Silang, who almost always mixed in with them.

But over the past year, Zhou Silang seldom joined them for reading; Zhou Wulang and Zhou Liulang were still there, and whenever they had to go work and weren’t at home, they would still ask Datou about it upon returning.

However, among them, Erya was the best student; basically, Zhou Wulang and Zhou Liulang, finding Datou’s explanations unclear, would directly turn to Erya.

To facilitate their reading, Manbao took a stick and wrote the new lesson on the ground.

Ms. Fang, holding her son, came over and curiously looked at the characters for a long time before pointing at them and asking, "Isn’t this ’zi’?"

Manbao glanced at it and praised, "That’s right, it is ’zi’; you are so smart, Si Sao. This ’zi’ refers to Confucius, and this is ’yue,’ which means to say."

"’Zi yue,’ ’zi yue,’" Ms. Fang repeated twice and asked with a smile, "Doesn’t that just mean ’Confucius says’?"

Manbao nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

Si Sao rocked her son, who had just been pouting, and now he comfortably closed his eyes. Then she said, "Reading isn’t so hard after all; you just need to recognize more characters."

Manbao inquired, "Didn’t Si Ge teach you? Si Ge can also recognize characters."

"He only taught me for a few months before he became impatient. I have almost forgotten what I learned before, and although I can recite by memory, I don’t recognize the characters."

Manbao immediately said, "Si Sao, when I practice writing later on, I’ll write a copy of the Thousand Character Classic for you. If you want to recognize characters, you can borrow the Thousand Character Classic from Daya and read on your own at first."

"Sure," Ms. Fang smiled, "Especially now that I don’t need to go out and work, I stay at home all day looking after the child and have nothing to do, I’m bored to death."

Daya and Erya also offered to teach her, and Sanya was even more delighted because among the girls, she was the only one still learning the Thousand Character Classic. Now that Sisao would join her, she would have company.

When Manbao was sure they could all read the lesson and she had explained the meaning, she let them memorize it on their own, waved her hand, and went back to her room to do her homework.

Her teaching style was always this simple; if they didn’t learn it, they would continue the next day. Generally, she would spend two or three days on one piece of text; the progress was not fast.

After Manbao finished the homework Mr. Zhuang had assigned, it was also time for dinner at home.

Perhaps because she had studied too much today and absorbed more knowledge than usual, Manbao felt lethargic and didn’t really want to continue studying; besides, there was nothing fun to do outside, so she went to take a bath, and then she just stayed in her own room and didn’t want to go out anymore.

Sitting on her bed, Manbao took out all the silver ingots from the system and counted them, arranging them in rows; after that, she counted them again and played with them a bit, which somewhat lifted her gloomy mood.

Manbao put the silver ingots back into the system, but left one out; she thought the feeling of touching the ingot was very nice and it made her feel exceptionally happy, so she decided to keep this one out where she could see it anytime. When she felt down, she would take it out to touch and look at it.

Looking around, Manbao finally placed it in a lotus-leaf shaped basket on her bookshelf.

The basket was shallow and small, and with such a large ingot of silver in it, it was visible even when she sat at her desk and looked up.

Manbao looked at it, nodded in satisfaction, then moved the silver to her bedside instead. Feeling content, she lay down, entered the system to browse the forum, and also checked if her friends had sent her any emails today.

So far, Manbao had only three friends.

One was Teacher Mo from the teaching room, another was Doctor D, and the last one was Doctor D’s graduate student. Lately, it had been the graduate student contacting her the most, and the two of them had quickly become good friends through Doctor D’s account—yes, the kind with more in common than Doctor D.

Regrettably, her friends seemed to be playing some other games; except for Teacher Mo who had replied to her questions, there were no other emails.

So, Manbao went to browse the forum. After having her fill of the excitement and all kinds of strange posts, she settled down to continue her lessons in the teaching room.

No matter how busy the day was, at night when she lay in bed, Manbao would always take out at least half an hour for lessons in the teaching room; even if she couldn’t learn any new medical knowledge, it was still good to listen to previous lessons again.

Meanwhile, Bai Shanbao and Bai Erlang had each washed up and returned to their rooms to rest, preparing to read or to go to sleep.

The sun had set and it wouldn’t be long before it grew dark.

Bai Shanbao hadn’t gone out to play today either; he too felt as if his energy had been completely depleted. If in the past they could absorb a capacity of 1 unit of knowledge daily, then Mr. Zhuang would transfer 0.8 units, so they often had plenty of energy to play around and could self-study an extra 0.3 or so.

But now Mr. Zhuang had crammed 1.5 units of knowledge into their heads in one go, and they had neither energy to read extracurricular books nor to play.

So, as soon as Bai Shanbao got home, he sat on the bed motionless for a long while; then, he sluggishly got up, opened the cabinet, dragged out a box, and looked at the silver ingots inside.

Too lazy to move them, he simply threw the silver onto the bed and sat there playing with the ingots.

He arranged the silver into rows, touched them, counted them, and as his mood slightly improved, he couldn’t be bothered to put them away. Instead, he swept all the silver to the side of the bed and promptly fell asleep to the sound of them clinking together.

Bai Erlang was also feeling down. Even though the lessons Mr. Zhuang taught him weren’t as many as those given to Bai Shanbao and Manbao, they were much more than before. He didn’t even feel like eating dinner, let alone going out to play.

So, as soon as he returned to his room, he lay on the floor and reached under the bed, searching for a long while without finding what he wanted. Bai Er paused in confusion, couldn’t help but stick his head under the bed to look.

Bai Erlang crawled further in, and soon most of his upper body was under the bed. Although it was pitch-black underneath, he had his hands; after carefully feeling around, he was sure his box wasn’t there.

With an "ao" from under the bed, Bai Erlang crawled backward out, turned around, and ran outside, shouting, "Dad, Mom, we’ve been robbed—"

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