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Chapter 966 Chapter 966, Daoxiang Village

After entering the first month, most parts of Xiliang did not continue to snow. Even if some places were still falling, they were not very big. They all stopped before the Lantern Festival, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"The snow has stopped, this year's spring plowing should not be affected."

Xiao Yeyang taught his son to draw all kinds of small animals, flowers and plants, while talking to Daohua who was sitting on the kang with his head buried in writing.

Ina Flower: "It has not been two years since you took over Xiliang, Xiliang’s internal problems have not been completely resolved, and now you can’t suffer from disasters at this time."

Xiao Yeyang: "Who said it was not."

After a while, Xiao Yeyang saw his son painting the house obediently, and walked to Daohua: "What are you doing? It's all up to you to write and draw these days?"

After speaking, pick up the booklet Inaka is writing.

Daohua took the opportunity to move her neck: "It's not for your son. The little guy will be three years old in May of this year. Some time ago, my mother was telling me about enlightenment for the child. I was thinking about putting me in the textbook. Sorted out the pinyin that I saw on the page."

Xiao Yeyang flipped through the pinyin alphabet compiled by Daohua, and said, "Why do you always see some weird scripts?"

Ina Flower shrugged: "How do I know?"

Xiao Yeyang looked suspicious: "Is your pinyin reliable?"

Daohua: "Why not reliable? Didn't you see that I marked all the words in the Three Character Classic with pinyin? This is much easier than the Master's teaching."

Xiao Yeyang thought for a while: "It just happens that I'm fine. You can teach me first."

Daohua squinted at him and snorted: "Are you still afraid that I will teach your son badly?"

said that, Daohua still took the phonetic alphabet to teach it.

"A (ah), b (glass), c (here), d (get)."

At first, Xiao Yeyang was a little uncomfortable, but slowly, he read smoothly.

Daozi originally painted well, but when he saw his parents, one to teach and one to learn, it was so lively, he immediately dropped the watercolor pen, ran over and rushed into Daohua’s arms, expressing that it was also fun.

In this way, Daohua only needs the big and the small to teach together.

Of course, Daozi was just to play with his parents and didn't learn seriously, but Xiao Yeyang felt more frightened as he learned.

As a person with orthodox education, he quickly realized the importance of this alphabet.

A few days later, Xiao Yeyang also became like his son, full of curiosity, and when he got under the office, he took Daohua to teach him Pinyin.

See you, Daozi, naturally I want to join in the fun.

Taohua took the opportunity to teach her son to recite the Three-Character Classic. Xiao Yeyang learned Pinyin very quickly, and in less than half a month he would use Pinyin to mark words.

In this regard, Daohua didn't care, her attention was all on Daozi.

She found that her son had a good memory. After teaching it a few times, he could remember it, which made her happy.

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua’s different treatment, and shook his head helplessly, and went to Yan Wenxiu holding the pinyin alphabet.

"Look at this, this is made up by your older sister for Daozi's enlightenment."

Yan Wenxiu was holding the Pinyin alphabet with a dazed face, what is this, he doesn’t know it?

Seeing Yan Wenxiu like this, Xiao Yeyang smiled, and later became a master, teaching Yan Wenxiu's Pinyin alphabet several times.

Yan Wenxiu is a Jinshi who passed the five-pass and six-level test of Zhengerba, and his learning ability and memory ability are not a problem. Like Xiao Yeyang, the more he learns, the more important the pinyin letters are.

"I once heard Uncle Huang mentioned that I wanted to compile a dictionary, but unfortunately I haven't found a suitable candidate, so I haven't implemented it. Now your older sister has come up with this phonetic alphabet. I think it's an opportunity."

"You take it back to study first, and think about whether the Yan family can take this opportunity."

Prince Ping’s Mansion is now noble enough. As long as he manages Xiliang well, Uncle Emperor will not treat him badly. He does not need to take the credit for this dictionary.

Yiyi is the daughter of the Yan family, and the things she made should benefit the Yan family.

After a while, Yan Wenxiu ran to the palace almost every day, not for anything else, just to ask Daohua Pinyin, and Daozi bothered him.

Every time he comes over, Daohua can’t accompany her son. It’s strange that Daozi doesn’t bother him.

On the third day of March, after sending Yan Wenxiu away, Daohua squeezed her son’s little nose: "Why are you so clingy? There are old ancestors, grandmothers, and Grandpa Chu with you. Are you not enough?"

Daozi leaned against Daohua’s arms: "I want my mother to accompany you!"

Daohua patted her son's ass: "Okay, it's warm now, my mother will take you out to play in a few days."

Daozi's eyes lit up: "Where to go?"

Daohua smiled and said, "Go to Daoxiang Village in Niangjian."

After arriving in Xiliang, Daohua Enough bought tens of thousands of acres of wasteland. After one and a half years of reclamation, it can now be fully planted.

Rangdu is located in a plain. Although the wasteland is barren, a huge part of the land is flat, easy to cultivate and easy to manage.

Daoxiang Village is the name that Daohua gave this farmland.

In mid-March, Daohua took her son and more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages to Daoxiang Village.

"Mother, a lot of sheep!"

"There are so many cows!"

Passing a pasture, Daozi yelled happily when she saw the cows and sheep running in it, and her head came out of the car window. Daohua couldn't hold her back.

Inahua forcibly carried her son back to the carriage, closed the window, and said solemnly: "It is very dangerous to stick your head out while the carriage is moving."

"You think, if the carriage bumps, will you fall out? When you are at home, you can't walk steady, and you cry when you trip over the steps, not to mention the carriage is so high."

Daozi pouted: "I didn't cry."

Ina Flower: "Then did it hurt when you fell?"

Daozi pouted and did not speak.

Inahua continued: "How high the steps are, you will suffer from falling. This carriage is higher than you. Think for yourself, will it hurt if you fall down?"

Daozi felt that her mother was angry, so she leaned in her mother's arms and did not speak.

Ina Hua looked at her son: "Will you stick your head out of the car window next time?"

Daozi lowered her head and stirred her fingers, hesitated for a while, then said: "No." After speaking, she hugged the rice flower, and drew it for a hug.

Ina Hua took her son to her lap and sat down: "You are a little man, you have to count your words, let's pull the hook."

Daozi stretched out her chubby little hand, hooked her little finger with Daohua, then leaned in Daohua’s arms and was silent for a while, and then tentatively said: "Mother, want to drink water."

Daohua glanced at her son, smiled and raised a cup of water to feed him.

Seeing her mother smiled, Daozi immediately became happy, and then became lively again.

This time the little guy learned to be smart. Instead of leaning against the car window, he sat in Daohua’s arms and looked at the scenery outside the carriage with excitement.

"Mother, many houses."

Daohua looked around and knew that Daoxiang Village had arrived.

Tens of thousands of acres of wasteland, in addition to the subordinates who sold themselves, many tenant households were invited. In order to relocate these people, Daohua had people build many houses.

There is also a Chase shop for long-term and part-time workers during busy periods of farming.

Daohua walked down from the carriage holding the rice, and the field in front of her said: "Son, this is Daoxiang Village."

Daozi looked at Daohua: "Mother, are there any chickens and ducks here?"

Yan Shouhou, who was waiting on the side, immediately smiled and replied: "Back to the princess and the little prince, there are chickens and ducks in the Zhuangzi, as well as white geese."

Daozi listened, and her eyes were shining at Daohua: "Mother, I want to play with the chicken and the duck."

Daohua smiled and nodded: "Okay, let the nurse take you to play later."

(End of this chapter)