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Chapter 52

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If you want to try to get on the list, you are in urgent need of bookmarks and recommendations. Today, there are two more chapters. If you are on the list, as long as you are on the list, you will get one more day. Four chapters a day, three thousand words a day. If you are in the top ten, you will get five chapters a day. Brothers and sisters, it is not easy for me either. Please understand me and help me. Thank you.

At night, it was drizzling. There was a charcoal stove in the room. Pomegranate and the servant girl of the Jang Wong Clan next door took turns to keep watch. They sat on a comfortable chair made by Wang Juan and fell asleep.

"Xiao Bao, are you asleep? The charcoal is burning. You are in the room. "Wang Juan touched Zhang Xiaobao with her finger.

"Even if I was asleep, you woke me up. I am always afraid of being caught, so I can't sleep well. Don't be afraid, the door is open. The possibility of carbon monoxide poisoning is very low. Go to sleep." Zhang Xiaobao and Weiwei turned around and glanced at the door.

"But I am still cold. There is no air conditioning, no heating, and no geothermal heat in the room. I feel that it is difficult to breathe." Wang Juan said again.

"It is normal. I feel the same. Children's bodies are very sensitive. Usually, children of our age will cry at this time. Only when we are in the arms of adults will we feel safe. The loss of body heat will cause the blood circulation to slow down and insufficient blood supply. The nerves in the brain will stimulate the heart, and the pressure will be too great.

This happened when you were training before, but adults are stronger than children. I was the same when I was training in the mountains. Sometimes I felt like crying. Tomorrow, I will ask them to come over and set up the kang. Then it will be better. "

Zhang Xiaobao had learned a lot, so of course he knew what the current situation was. The main thing was that he and Wang Juan would not cry. Although he understood, he also felt uncomfortable. He used self-hypnosis to fall asleep, but he was woken up by Wang Juan again.

"I don't care. I don't want to use self-hypnosis. My body will feel uncomfortable if I sleep. Hurry up and think of a solution. I feel empty and helpless now. The psychological pressure is too great. Even if I can bear it, it is not good for my body's growth."

Naturally, Wang Juan had experienced this before, but what she needed now was physical relaxation of her body, not mental coercion.

Zhang Xiaobao thought about it and agreed. He and Wang Juan had tough nerves, but they couldn't guarantee that their bodies would rest properly. This kind of physical fatigue training was still too early.

"Actually, it's very simple. It's just sleeping beside your mother. That way, you'll feel warm and at ease. It has nothing to do with your nervous system. It's your body's muscle control system that resonates with your mother's body. The most obvious manifestation is the pulse. I don't know if my mother has any effect on you.

At least I didn't have a problem. As long as I fell asleep, my mother's heartbeat and metabolism would subconsciously synchronize with my heartbeat and metabolism. This was not to say that our heartbeats were the same, but it was some kind of natural adjustment.

During this process, even if the child suddenly felt scared, they would take the initiative to seek the mother's embrace. And when the mother encountered danger in the dream, she could still maintain a posture of protecting the child.

To give a simple example, when you were having a hard time holding in your pee while sleeping, you would find that the toilet in your dream was either particularly dirty, blocked, or accidentally interrupted when you wanted to go to the toilet until you woke up from your pee.

When a mother hugs her child to sleep, there will be the same kind of non-subjective consciousness. Why don't you lie beside my mother for a while? It might have some effect. "

Zhang Xiaobao said a lot and finally suggested that Wang Juan go to another room.

Wang Juan shook her head. "I finally understand why some mothers are still so young after giving birth, while others age quickly. The young ones usually don't raise their children by their side and have other people take care of them.

As for those who age faster, they usually keep their children by their side. They always protect their children under both subjective and non-subjective subconscious. Both their body and mind are stressed at the same time, resulting in long-term fatigue. I'm not going. Quickly think of a way. You're an international swindler. Don't ruin your reputation. "

"You are too unreasonable. I can't tell whether you mean it in a positive or negative way. Fine, I'll say, don't kick me. Even if you kick me down, you won't be able to sleep. Put the mat against the wall. Lean against the wall of my mother's room. There are two doors here. You can lean against the wall, and I will be on your side."

Zhang Xiaobao felt that his brain cells were dying faster than when he was swindling people. At least he didn't need to be kicked when he was swindling people.

Wang Juan followed Zhang Xiaobao's suggestion and woke Pomegranate up. She helped to push the mat to the designated position and lay down again. Wang Juan smiled.

"Awesome, comrade Zhang Xiaobao. No wonder you can deceive so many people. Not to mention other things, you have a good grasp of human nature. Tell me, how many ignorant girls have you deceived before? Push them to the corner. "

"You feel that you can sleep well, right? There is a wall over there, and there are people outside the wall. I am here. You feel safe, right? It's wrong to burn the bridge after crossing the river, kill the donkey when it has outlived its usefulness, cook the dog when it has outlived its usefulness, and put away the bow when the birds are gone. Why would I deceive girls? I have been working hard to earn money. You only think about yourself. Look at Pomegranate. Don't you feel pity for her? "

Zhang Xiaobao regretted it. What the hell was this? A woman's theory was self-contained and had nothing to do with age.

Wang Juan didn't continue to pester him. Looking at Pomegranate, who was sitting on the chair, she felt uncomfortable in her heart, even though Pomegranate had been eating three meals and one supper these days.

"I've decided. We'll find a few more people from the farmstead. We'll work three shifts a day, and each person will work eight hours. The money will come from our shared treasury. Exploitation is not the goal. What's fundamental is to generate more benefits."

Wang Juan did as she said. The next morning, she asked people to find a few clever maids from Zhuangzi. These people's loyalty could be trusted. During the day, Pomegranate would still be the one to look after the children. At night, Pomegranate would lie down to sleep. Two maids would be arranged in the room outside.

These two maids could talk softly and light an oil lamp that would not go out for the whole night. They only needed to walk around the room with light footsteps every hour.

There were also a few more people keeping watch at night in other parts of the courtyard. They received the same treatment, except that there were men in some places. They could drink as much tea as they wanted and eat snacks to make Zhuangzi lively at night.

After Jang Wong Clan found out about her daughter-in-law's arrangement, she couldn't understand why she would do this. She would have to spend a lot of money, but since she was using her own money to pay for it, Jang Wong Clan didn't want to interfere. She just let the little girl do what she wanted.

In the end, after sleeping for a day, when the people in Zhuangzi woke up in the morning, they found that they had slept very well last night. Everyone was more energetic than before. This surprised Jang Wong Clan. She asked the housekeeper and found out the reason.

The people in the courtyard didn't sleep like them. They didn't have someone to wait on them. Sometimes, they had to worry about things happening at night. Usually, they didn't have a good sleep. Before they went to sleep last night, the servants knew about the new arrangement. They knew that there would always be people around them and they could be woken up if something happened. They didn't have to worry anymore.

"Madam, the young master and young lady are indeed extraordinary. My six-year-old daughter, who used to have nightmares every day, didn't wake up last night. When she woke up this morning, she told me that she wasn't afraid. She knew that there was always someone protecting her."

Housekeeper Zhang didn't expect that such a simple arrangement by Cuckoo would have such great benefits. He praised her from the side.

Jang Wong Clan was full of smiles. "Yes, Housekeeper, go do your work. I'll ask Master to take a look at the children."

*****

"Xiao Bao, think quickly. What should we do?" Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao sat together after waking up in the morning. In front of them was a piece of white sugar. The two of them were preparing to come up with a new type of sugar, but they couldn't think of a way. They could only stare at each other.

"I think that we should add water and boil it. When the sugar doesn't dissolve, we can just dry it up and make it into a piece."

Zhang Xiaobao frowned. He couldn't think of a good idea. Even he himself wasn't sure of what to say.

Wang Juan was about to speak when she and Zhang Xiaobao raised their heads at the same time. They saw Jang Wong Clan and Zhang Xiaobao's father approaching together. The two of them were quite alert.

When they saw that they were coming, they quickly stood up and greeted them. Their obedient and sensible appearance made people like them even more.

"My son, what are you doing? Rock sugar? "Zhang Xiaobao's father came to the side of the white sugar and asked with a smile.

"Ah? Father, there's rock sugar? Doesn't that mean that there's also white sugar? Oh no, my sugar won't be able to make money. "Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were shocked at the same time. The two of them hadn't eaten any rock sugar and thought that there wasn't any.

Zhang Xiaobao's father seemed to know what his son and future daughter-in-law were thinking. He nodded with a smile and then shook his head.

"My son, don't worry. It's not easy to make white sugar and rock sugar. The price is also high. Furthermore, it's not as delicate as my son's sugar. The sugar cane used to make one jin of white sugar can be used to make several times more brown sugar. You just need to put the sugar directly into the pot.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan nodded vigorously. It seems that bookworms can be quite smart sometimes. Why didn't they think of such a simple method?

Jang Wong Clan and Zhang Xiaobao's father stayed with the child for an hour before leaving. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were no longer in the mood to make sugar. They planned to leave it to Mr. Zhou to figure out. The training started again.

*****

Another autumn rain fell, and the weather was colder than usual.

In Zhangjia Zhuangzi's main hall.

"Confucius said that if one is rich, one can ask for it. Although I am the one who holds the whip, I am also the one who holds it. If I can't ask for it, I will follow what I like … Confucius said that poems, books, and ceremonies are all elegant."

"My son, stop first." Zhang Xiaobao was reciting the things he had learned these days when Zhang Xiaobao's father suddenly stopped him.

"My son, do you still remember the elegant words that I taught you? Poems, books, and ceremonies are all elegant." Zhang Xiaobao's father was not satisfied with his son only knowing how to recite.

"I know. Elegant words are the official language of the Zhou Dynasty. Confucius usually uses the Lu Di language. When he reads poems, books, and ceremonies, he uses the official language of the Zhou Dynasty." Zhang Xiaobao had been studying very hard these days.

"What are poems, books, and ceremonies?" Zhang Xiaobao's father jumped from one question to another. It was not the same topic as the Analects of Confucius just now.

"Poems, books, and ceremonies are contained in the Six Classics. The Six Classics: Book of Songs, Book of Ministers, Ritual, Music, Zhou Yi, Spring and Autumn. "This time, Zhang Xiaobao did not wait for his father to ask and directly said the Six Classics.

The people sitting in the hall were the elders of the Zhang Family and Wang Family. Seeing that Zhang Xiaobao could answer so quickly, they all nodded in satisfaction.

At this time, Father Wang also became interested. He had not studied like Zhang Xiaobao's father, so he casually asked Wang Juan, "Cuckoo, do you know why so many people study the Six Classics?"

This time, everyone was stunned, especially Father Zhang. He had not taught them yet.

Wang Juan did not have time to blame her father for asking blindly. After thinking for a while, she answered, "Rich people don't need to buy fertile land. There are thousands of grains in books. There is no need to build a sorghum. There is a house of gold in books. If a man wants to live his life, he will diligently study the Six Classics in front of the window."

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