The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

Li Jin asked the solemn matter, but Qin Muwen was at a loss.

Although he usually has a small idea, he never refuses Li Jin's request.

Therefore, Li Jin didn't wait for him to answer, so he said: "That's it. Tomorrow morning you will take Brother Zhuzi's bullock cart to Xinglintang and wait for me."

Qin Muwen nodded, completely unaware of what to do if he left the bun.

Fortunately, Li Jin arranged everything. Early the next morning, he fed the buns and delivered the buns to Li Zhuzi's house.

The little bun couldn't bear his father and howled a few times, but his father still didn't change his mind and put him on the kang of Li Zhuzi's house.

"Don't worry, the child will leave me here and promise not to be hungry."

Li Jin said, "I'm causing you trouble."

The little bun watched his father go, feeling a little frustrated for a while, and after crying for a while, he became sleepy and fell asleep directly.

Li Jin also knows the temperament of a child. The more you coax him, the more clinging he will be and the more vigorous he will cry.

He can only choose ‘the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain’ and leave directly, so that Xiao Baozi can go to rest quickly.

Qin Muwen prepared the meal, only to find that the bun was missing.

But he did not panic, because he had an unconditional trust in Li Jin. Li Jin was pleased when he saw this and took the initiative to speak about it.

Qin Muwen realized that he was really going to the temple fair.

He looked at his coarse clothes and wondered whether he would be ashamed of A Jin if he went out like this.

Li Jin said: "It's okay, good-looking people are enough."

Qin Muwen was delighted, this was the second time A Jin praised him for his good looks.

But he knows himself well in his heart, and feels that even if he is seen in such a bright mirror, he is still not as good-looking as A Jin.

Li Jin watched the time pass for a long time, and went to school with a basket on his back.

Qin Muwen doesn't have to go so early, even if he goes with him now, there is nowhere to stay.

Still waiting to take Li Zhuzi's bullock cart to the town at noon, otherwise he is a brother and has no companions on the road, and Li Jin would be worried about walking such a long way.

Today, Li Jin and Chen Xiran's class has completely changed the mode. It is no longer a quiet copying book, one sitting by the window endorsing a book.

Instead, they checked each other's dictation, and then sat down by the window together.

To be honest, Li Jin’s learning master is suitable for a person to quietly study, endorse, draw citric acid cycles, and derive various organic sequences.

He is a little nervous about the task that needs to be output by himself.

Although he is not worried about his calm grasp, Chen Xiran is in the upper league and he is in the lower league, so that he can perform better.

But how to compose an Shanghai League really made Li Jin a headache.

Although Li Jin has memorized so many books in the past few months, it is reasonable to say that the quotations and narratives can be easily obtained, but he has an adult mindset and it is difficult to blurt out a spiritual upper couplet.

Mr. Song was calm in the endorsement of the other class and came over to check the situation of their pairing.

During this inspection, Mr. Song directly blew his beard and stared.

Chen Xiran doesn't care. He doesn't work hard at ordinary times, and Mr. Song doesn't expect much of him.

But what happened to Li Jin?

Does it take so long to make a pair?

Mr. Song said: "No matter how bad you are, you can copy the "Three Hundred Poems" for children's enlightenment."

Li Jin and Chen Xiran looked at each other, and both saw despair in each other's eyes.

As soon as Mr. Song left, Chen Xiran whispered, "What can I do?"

He himself intends to fish in troubled waters, only expecting that Li Jin will come out of the League. He himself has no problem with the League.

How can I think of Li Jin not going to Shanghai League...

And he was caught by Mr. Song.

Li Jin looked calmly and found "Three Hundred Poems" on the shelf, and went back to copy the book.

Chen Xiran was shocked, "This is for enlightenment of young children!" Wake up quickly.

Li Jin said: "Otherwise, you try to compete with Da Lang, to see who is coming out of Shanghai League quickly and well?"

Da Lang is the eldest son of Mr. Song. The child who opens the door to Li Jin on weekdays is only seven years old this year. As students, they usually call the children of Mr.'s family this way.

Chen Xiran covered his face and said to Li Jin: "Quickly, make room for me, let's copy together."

About half an hour later, Mr. Song thought, this time Li Jin and Chen Xiran should be able to pair smoothly.

Even if Chen Xiran can't, Li Jin certainly can.

As a result, his study was quiet, Mr. Song pushed the door in, and saw the two copy together a "Three Hundred Poems" with pictorial annotations.

Even though he was as good as Mr. Song, he couldn't help but slam the door.

Angrily dropped a sentence: "Copy twice!"

About half an hour later, Mr. Song once again entered the study with a black face and let Chen Xiran and Li Jin go to the yard.

Li Jin put aside the pen and accepted it calmly. Mr. Song's complexion improved a little, he felt that Li Jin's bearing was already like a real scholar.

And Chen Xiran looked unclear, so: "I haven't finished copying yet."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Song knocked him with a folding fan.

After Chen Xiran followed Li Jin to the front yard, he suddenly found that the people in the other university hall were here.

When Mr. Song came over, they all calmed down.

But this group of people is still looking at Chen Xiran and Li Jin quietly. Everyone knows that they can study in Mr. Song's study, and they are all those who are preparing for the examination of talents next year.

It's a pity that the people who are preparing for the examination of talents usually arrive earlier than them, and they leave later, so they have never been in contact.

Now Mr. Song is bringing his two "satisfied students" to encourage them to study hard?

These are the thoughts of most people. There are some people who were classmates with Li Jin before. They haven't seen Li Jin recently, thinking that he has completely given up studying and went home to farm.

As for the ‘generally doctor’s farmer’s son’, which is widely circulated in the town, they didn’t even think about Li Jin at all.

After all, they have also studied with Li Jin for a few years, how many catties Li Jin has, do they still know?

auzw.com Seeing Li Jin again this time, this group of people will have their eyes widened.

Li Jin followed his gaze to look over, and felt that these people were familiar, so he nodded to them.

"It's really Li Jin!"

Mr. Song glanced over, and all of them bowed their heads and stopped talking.

Mr. Song saw that there was not much time, and he was too lazy to pursue the matter, so he went straight to the topic: "Today, the Mid-Autumn Festival is the theme of everyone, each of whom will join the couplet, and the others will couple the couplet.

Li Jin, you and Chen Xiran are responsible for recording. "

Li Jin and Chen Xiran responded.

Li Jin thinks that Mr. Song is really a very good teacher. This is looking for materials for them.

Among them, a few students who knew Li Jin wanted to take advantage of the chaos to ask him why he was suddenly looked at by Mr. Song.

When they got closer, they saw Li Jin's words, and all the words were stuck in their throats, and they couldn't speak.

The words are just like his own. Mr. Song has praised Li Jin's words before, saying that he really wrote every word.

Mr. Song doesn't always praise people. If he is satisfied, he will express it in other forms, such as sending books or staying for dinner.

It must be very good if he can speak directly to praise.

Therefore, when these people saw Li Jin's words, they realized that Li Jin is no longer the Li Jin it used to be.

Li Jin could not write such a word before.

When get out of class was over, a few people gathered together and whispered: "Could it be that Li Jin had been hiding himself before?"

"It's very possible."

"Hey, I knew that, so I should really befriend him at that time."

Otherwise, the friendship of classmates of more than three years will not be reduced to the acquaintance of nodding to goodbye now.

The students in the school next door have finished class, and Li Jin and Chen Xiran have to analyze the couplets of these students under the guidance of Mr. Song.

Looking at their reaction, Mr. Song really felt like he was talking to the two elm heads.

He said: "There is another exam for poetry in the children's test. Although the score is not high, but you are like this, don't say it is my student when you go out!"

Li Jin thought, this is probably similar to the mantra of the class teacher, "You are the worst student I have ever brought."

Li Jin said quickly: "Students will collect more materials around them, so they won't let the husband down again next time."

Chen Xiran immediately patted his chest as a guarantee.

Only then did Mr. Song let them go and let them go back to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Before leaving the house, Da Lang carrying a plate, gave Chen Xiran and Li Jinge a moon cake.

"Daddy said, I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Thank you, Mr. and Da Lang." Li Jinxie took the moon cakes.

Chen Xiran took a bite, her expression suddenly stunned, and then swallowed the mouth with a frown, and said, "Five-ren stuffing."

Li Jin was almost ready to take a bite, but suddenly he moved and wrapped the mooncakes into the basket.

Chen Xiran: "Why don't you eat?"

Li Jin: "Good things have to be shared with Fu Lang."

Chen Xiran: "...Suddenly sympathize with your husband."

The temple fair is in the evening, so Li Jin still has to sit in the hospital in the afternoon.

When Li Jin arrived at Xinglintang, Li Zhuzi and Qin Muwen happened to come over.

Li Zhuzi's face was sweaty, and he said, "The road is full of people. I'm a good boy, and the cow can't move."

Li Jin got up early in the morning, but the people on the road were as usual.

Li Zhuzi said again: "I have to transport the materials back to Uncle Dahe, so I won't go with you at night.

But it’s lively today, so I won’t be afraid of wolves when I go back together. "

Li Jin said, "Thank you, Brother Zhuzi."

After Li Zhuzi left, Li Jin looked at Qin Muwen.

Today, he changed into a tooth-white primer with red lines on the cuffs and collar.

The hair is also **** with a ribbon of the same color. There is no extra decoration, but it still makes the whole person bright.

Li Jin directly took him by the hand and took him to dinner.

There are only Li Jin, Zhou Gui and Qin Muwen on the dining table in the hospital. Everyone has seen them, and they are not restrained.

After eating, the patients came in one after another.

Li Jin asked Qin Muwen to sit in the inner hall, separated from him in the outer hall by a curtain.

Zhou Gui smiled and said: "The curtain can see the outer hall from the inside, but because of the light, the outer hall can't come in. You can sit here without worry. If you have something to call Dr. Li and me, you can do it."

Seeing that he was so polite, Qin Muwen quickly responded and thanked him.

It was precisely because of Zhou Gui's words that made him relax slightly.

The medical hall is an unfamiliar environment to him, and the only person he trusts is not accompanied by him. Even if his face is forced to be calm, his heart will still be nervous.

But with Zhou Gui's reminder, Qin Muwen sat in the inner hall, and his eyes fell on Li Jin who was asking people for pulse consultation.

The anxiety in my heart really eased quickly, leaving only pride and joy in my heart.

After a while, there was a girl in a pink dress, who looked fourteen or five years old, holding a letter in her hand.

When Zhou Gui shouted ‘Next’, she sat directly opposite Li Jin.

But he didn't signal the pulse, just handed the letter to Li Jin.

"Doctor Li, my girl said, you will understand her intentions after reading the letter."

The author has something to say: 　　 [Today there is only one change qwq Saturday is my slack day... I just want to be paralyzed... Oh my bed is so comfortable qwq]

[Writing about the citric acid cycle, I suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by physical examinations qwq]

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