Mulan replied impatiently, "Mom, you can't do this, and you can't do that. Since you don't want your third brother to work in the fields, now you can only spend money to hire someone to help harvest.
Otherwise, fine, who would be so kind as to help our family cut all the rice? Not many people can do this thankless job.
It doesn’t matter if you’re not willing to spend the money. Anyway, it’s you who will lose. After all, an acre of rice can be worth a lot of money! "
Mrs. Zhu replied sadly, "I'm just talking... What if I feel sorry for you and spend money first?"
"Mom, just think about it, but I've found a way for you. Just go ahead and hire someone."
Mrs. Zhu originally wanted to count on her second roommate for help, but unexpectedly, Mulan had already refused in advance before she even opened her mouth.
Mulan knew in her heart that Mrs. Zhu liked to scheme. If she hired someone to help with the work, she might want to rely on her and get paid.
She's not that stupid. She helped Dafang pay a few hundred cents in wages for free.
"Mom, if we have nothing to do, we will go back first. Erhu still has to go harvest the rice." Mulan said goodbye.
It was hard to persuade Mrs. Zhu to stay, so she had no choice but to agree.
When they arrived at the Zhu family's yard, Zhao Yun'er noticed that Zhu Sanlu had decorated a room and put some chairs in it. About ten children were sitting in the room, studying behind Zhu Sanlu.
When she arrived in the yard, she heard a poem being read inside the house.
"We were drinking together in front of each other, hugging each other by the nephrite lamp, looking back and hugging each other with affection. It hurt, and I pushed him gently. I gradually heard a trembling voice, and blushed slightly with shock. I tried it more and more, but there was no gap at all. This The aftertaste is so delicious that you move your arms, your lips touch each other, and your tongues touch each other."
After hearing this, Zhao Yun'er's face suddenly darkened.
This voice belongs to Zhu Sanlu, and the person reading this poem is also Zhu Sanlu.
Zhao Yun'er thought that Zhu Sanlu had changed his temper, that he had changed for the better and knew how to do serious things.
But now after listening to Zhu Sanlu's poem, I realized what it means that a country is easy to change but a nature is hard to change.
Even teaching children to read is still teaching some messy things.
This is not a serious poem, it is obviously an explicit pornographic poem.
I don’t know where Zhu Sanlu learned it from, but he is very interested in these things and knows a lot about them.
It is obviously not appropriate to read this kind of poem to children, because these children are very young. If they are asked to learn these things, isn't it just bringing up bad children
The so-called being a role model does not exist when it comes to Zhu Sanlu.
This Zhu Sanlu is such a wretched man, so disgusting.
People in the village might not know Zhu Sanlu's character, otherwise they wouldn't dare to send their children to study here.
The original intention of the parents is good, to read and read and gain more knowledge. The fees in the school are expensive, but here at Zhu Sanlu it is cheaper and you can learn something. Don't you know that when you meet a wolf-talented tiger leopard like Zhu Sanlu
Zhao Yun'er stopped and listened, and saw several children inside asking Zhu Sanlu, "Sir, what does the poem you are reading mean?"
"Yes, sir, just tell us, we don't understand."
Zhu Sanlu smiled obscenely, "What? Do you want to know what it means?"
"Yeah!" The children nodded in agreement.
The obscene smile on Zhu Sanlu's lips became thicker, "Hey, sir, I will explain it to you carefully."
(My new book "Fighting Wife Farming: The Man in the Mountains Can't Stop Doting" has been released. I hope everyone can save it, leave a comment and leave a comment. I will do a book coin reward activity for the new book later~Mommy~)