Chapter 48

Hearing this, Jiang Wei glanced at her, then took out a few candles from the space and lit them, and the room instantly became as bright as day, "We aren't going to town tomorrow, we'll rest at home for a day, and I'll teach you to read."

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Jiang Xiaoxiao could only sit at the table, looking at the spread-out "Three Character Classic" reader. Her mother pointed to the first line of small characters and said: "Come, read after me: At the beginning of life, human nature is inherently good."

Jiang Xiaoxiao: "At the beginning of life, human nature is inherently good."

Jiang Wei: "Nature is similar, habits make them different."

Jiang Xiaoxiao: "Nature is similar, habits make them different."

Jiang Wei looked at her silently and said: "You are reading quite fluently."

Jiang Xiaoxiao: "..."

Almost forgot, she was just a five-year-old child; she couldn't appear too intelligent.

She hurriedly twitched the corners of her mouth and immediately pretended to be puzzled, saying: "Mother, what do these sentences mean? They read quite smoothly."

Jiang Wei's brows relaxed, and she began to explain the meaning of these two sentences to her.

Jiang Xiaoxiao pretended to understand and nodded, her heart weeping; pretending to be a child was really too difficult...

This "Three Character Classic" was an enlightenment reader used in ancient times to cultivate talent and guide social trends, laying the foundation. But in the modern era, she could recite it backward in the first grade of elementary school.

This was the reason she didn't want to read and learn with her mother; it was very dangerous. If she wasn't careful and didn't grasp the scale, it was very easy to be exposed!

But fortunately, Jiang Wei didn't think much of it. After teaching about ten sentences, she closed the book and told her to go to sleep, "That's enough. For these few days, memorize these few sentences first. You must not only recognize the characters inside but also know how to write them. I will go buy some Xuan paper and brushes the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded in response, her heart feeling relieved, and then she climbed onto the bed.

At this time, her mother frowned and looked at the undergarment she was wearing: "Why aren't you wearing that set of silk pajamas?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao: "..."

My dear mother, so you also know that it's silk?

Does she dare to wear this thing?

In this world, even silk and satin were only affordable for high-ranking officials and nobles; wearing that set of silk pajamas was too flashy.

Jiang Wei didn't think so. Most of the fabrics in this ancient era were coarse hemp clothes, and children had tender skin, which was easily chafed or allergic.

That set of pajamas was something she had carefully selected from the space; it was breathable, soft, and comfortable, and the size perfectly fit a five-year-old child's body.

"Mother, I'm afraid of being seen by others if I wear such expensive clothes..." Jiang Xiaoxiao could only say, pretending to be afraid as she hugged her small pillow tightly, "If they see them and come to snatch my clothes, what should I do?"

Anyway, this kind of thing happened often to the original host.

In the past, whenever the original host had something good to eat or play with, it would be snatched away by the people of the Li Family.

Jiang Wei was silent and didn't speak again. It was only after a long time that she said: "It will be fine when the house is built later."

She wanted to build high courtyard walls and tall, sturdy houses that could completely block the eyes of outsiders. In the future, when they were in their own home, no one would see what they wanted to do, eat, or wear.

The next day, Jiang Xiaoxiao slept in for once. When she got up, it was almost the end of the Chen hour.

She put on her clothes, climbed off the bed, went out to the courtyard, washed up, and ate breakfast: two eggs and a carton of milk.

Jiang Wei was not at home, and the courtyard gate was locked. It looked like she had gone up the mountain again.

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced around. It was a rare day of leisure, so she locked the room door and went to walk around the village to take a look.

She had been in this world for almost a month, and she hadn't gone out to play in the village by herself yet.

It was still early, and most of the people in the village were working in the fields. Only a few old ladies were gathered under the big locust tree in the village, rubbing hemp ropes while chatting and gossiping.

"Hey, have you heard? Shopkeeper Jia of Zuixianju in town was tied to a big tree in the center of town last night. When he was discovered by someone this morning, he was already delirious."

"Ah, what happened? Why would he be tied to a big tree? Could it be that he offended someone?"

"Who knows? I heard he was so scared he wet his pants, his whole body was dirty, his clothes were bitten and torn by something, and there were wounds of all sizes all over his body, as if he had been bitten by something..."

The old lady shook her head and sighed while speaking: "I don't know what he experienced last night. When he was rescued, he was still muddled, as if his soul had been lost..."

"How could such a bizarre thing be discovered in the middle of the night? Could it be that he was tainted by something unclean?" Several old ladies shook their heads in fear.

"If you ask me, it must be because he did too many bad things, and a fierce ghost came to his door in the middle of the night to claim his life!"

The topic of the few people gradually drifted toward the supernatural. Seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao walk to the side at some point, they stopped talking, "Hey, Xiaoxiao, you didn't go to town with your mother today?"

"Yeah, Mother said we are resting at home for a day." Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the few old ladies, wondering why they didn't continue the previous topic; she still wanted to hear what happened to that Shopkeeper Jia.

One of the old ladies saw Jiang Xiaoxiao come out alone, her eyes rolled, and she suddenly said: "Hey, speaking of which, Xiaoxiao, how is the ice cream you and your mother make produced? My grandson ate it once before and liked it very much. Why don't you tell your great-aunt the recipe, so I can go home and make it for my grandson to eat."

As soon as these words came out, the few old ladies who were chatting nearby suddenly went quiet.

They looked at the old lady who asked this question and tacitly did not interrupt.

Jiang Xiaoxiao sneered in her heart; the purpose of this group of people couldn't be more obvious, but on the surface, she pretended to be innocent and said: "How to make ice cream... I'm not sure either, but I see my mother buy a lot of sugar and goat milk to make such a small piece."

Saying this, she even gestured with her fingers.

The few old ladies watched and fell silent again.

So much sugar and milk to make such a small piece, how high must the cost be?!

Forget it, forget it, if this thing isn't handled well, you won't even earn back the cost.

The few old ladies instantly lost interest and turned to talk about other topics.

"Speaking of which, why haven't we seen the daughter of the Lao Li Family showing off today? Wasn't she wearing a red dress and showing off every day a few days ago? Why don't we see her today?"

"Her? I heard she was kept at home by the Old Man of the Li Family to prepare for the wedding, and she has no time to come out. Let me tell you, the wedding date between the Li Family daughter and the Huang Family is set for the end of autumn this year..."

"What, the end of autumn this year? Why so early? They just got engaged, shouldn't she wait until after the New Year to marry over?"

Yeah, why so early?

Jiang Xiaoxiao was also full of questions, so she simply moved a small stool and sat on the side to listen.

This old locust tree in the village was simply a gathering place for gossip. These old ladies had nothing to do usually and gathered here every day to chat. Any big or small thing that happened in the village could be spread through their mouths.

(End of chapter)