After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

The day of the school visit.

Mingyao and Zhu Qingran had already brought all the workers in the school, whether they were in the cafeteria or the dormitory, and had already made preparations for the visit day.

Parents of the students were invited to come here, looking forward to and beaming with joy.

Zhu Jiangjiang, as the teacher of the school, naturally wants to come, but...

"Mr. Wu, what are you doing here?"

Wu family father and son and Qin Feng, shouldn't these three go around the gate to the vegetable field now?Why did you follow in?

"I didn't intend to hear that I could visit the school today, so I wanted to take a look and see how it is different from the private school in the Dali Dynasty." Wu Jin found a very good reason.

He has been in Xiaohuang Village for many days. He has seen the vegetable field and experienced farming. He also watched a play yesterday. After all, it is the turn of the school.

"..." Zhu Jiangjiang didn't mind his visit, "Let's say it first, go to the school, don't put on airs, it will scare everyone."

They are followed by such servants every day, whether they are going to the field or to the city.

Bringing so many people in together, everyone's attention is all on them, who wants to visit the school.

"It's not easy." Hearing this, Wu Jin raised his big hand, and the people behind him stopped on the spot and didn't follow, "Look!"

She doesn't look at it!

Zhu Jiangjiang rolled his eyes, pulled Pei Ji to quicken his pace, and left first.

The whole day today is a school visit day, and after today's class, it will be a holiday, and the children can go home with their families.

Therefore, people from all villages, no matter how far or near, most of the people who came here concentrated in the afternoon.

At this time, there were only a few villagers from the small deserted village in the school.

There were not many people, so Zhu Jiangjiang had nothing to do. She was happy to be at leisure, so she accompanied Pei Ji to visit the school, and she could also be his tour guide by the way.

And the tour guide of the three people in Jinqiu Pavilion.

They come so fast!

"Miss Zhu, where do we start?" Wu Jinping asked Zhu Jiangjiang as if he was a first-time student with his hands behind his back.

"Go through the gate." Zhu Jiangjiang accepted his fate.

Starting from the gate, she told several people one by one the purpose of her design of each location.

"This corridor is a rest area. Children can lie down and rest here when they are tired from studying and playing." The only difference between this place and when school just started is that it is now covered with greenery.

Walking in this corridor is both romantic and comfortable. This is probably where Mingyao and Zhu Qingran often come at night.

Because there are swings and chessboards here, the two of them like to play chess. Here, they can watch the moon and play chess with lanterns at the same time.

"We all know this, Zhu Jiangjiang, why don't you just take us to the classroom?"

Wu Jin followed Wu Jinping to pick vegetables in the vegetable field these days, and would come here to rest when he was tired, so they were very familiar with this place.

What he wants to know most now is, what exactly is this school teaching, and why are the children in the classroom smiling so happily?

"You want to see the classroom? Tell me earlier!"

Zhu Jiangjiang gave up talking to them and took them directly to the school.

Now that the children are in class, didn't the father and son of the Wu family wonder why the school accepts girls at first?She is now taking them to see the schoolgirls in class.

There are about forty female students, all of them are in Mingyao's class.

At the moment Mingyao is giving painting lessons to the children.

The painting classroom is the largest classroom besides the dance classroom.

In the classroom, forty or fifty easels formed a circle, surrounding Mingyao. The children were scattered around, each with an easel, learning painting from Mingyao.

They all wore aprons, held an inkstone in one hand, and a writing brush in the other, and sat upright.

Before entering the door, Zhu Jiangjiang made a silent gesture from several people, telling them to be quiet so as not to disturb the children in class.

A few people entered through the back door, and Mingyao was showing the children how to draw a landscape painting.

"Everyone often goes to the vegetable field to practice and help. Now, students, please recall carefully what is in the vegetable field, and draw what you see in your mind."

Today's class happened to draw the vegetable field around the school, but the vegetable field is colorful. What can the children draw with an inkstone?

The father and son of the Wu family, who had never seen the children in painting class, always thought that what the children were holding was an inkstone for grinding ink, but it was not.

It was Zhu Jiangjiang asking the Zhou brothers to make paint panels of different shapes with leftover materials from building the house.

A paint board can be made by lightly chiseling a few recessed places on a wooden board.

As for the paint, Zhu Jiangjiang naturally went to the city to find someone from the cloth dyeing workshop, bought the powder used for dyeing, and mixed it with water to make a paste paint.

Although it is a bit rough, the taste is heavy, and there are not many colors, but at least the things the children draw on the drawing paper are colorful.

"Hey, what is this black spot?"

Wu Jinping looked at the drawing of a little girl closest to them, and found a small black dot on a piece of green and earth-colored drawing paper.

He didn't know whether it was the ink spot left by the little girl accidentally or on purpose, so he asked softly.

The little girl turned around when she heard the sound and saw that it was Wu Jinping and Zhu Jiangjiang, so she was not so nervous, because everyone in the school recognized them.

"Grandpa Wu, I drew this when you were picking vegetables for us in the vegetable garden. You hid in the vegetable field with only one head showing." The little girl explained.

What impressed her most was the way Wu Jinping picked vegetables for them to eat.

After her explanation, Wu Jinping really looks more and more like him.

"Although the painting is very abstract, Mr. Wu, this really looks like you in the vegetable field, always squatting on the ground and talking to the vegetables in front of you." Zhu Jiangjiang also echoed.

Wu Jinping really likes her vegetable field, he takes care of those vegetables like a child, and can talk to them.

She has been to the vegetable field a few times, and she heard Wu Jinping reprimanding the vegetables as his court ministers, reprimanding them not to keep the two vegetable seedlings next to each other, which is not conducive to growth and so on.

"Did the old man talk to Cai?" Wu Jinping didn't realize that he had done so.

"Have."

Wu Jin and Qin Feng spoke tacitly, and then they looked at each other and smiled.

Wu Jinping was a little embarrassed by what they said, he scratched his head, and only said to the little girl: "Son, after this painting is finished, can you give it to grandpa?"

Just keep it as a souvenir, anyway, this is how he looks in the eyes of the children, even if the painting is not good, he will keep it well.

Maybe in the future, he will have to look at these paintings to recall the days here.

"Okay!" The little girl nodded and agreed with a smile. She must make the painting in her hand better!