In the days that followed, Song Juan experienced what spoon-feeding education was.

My old uncle obviously didn't know how to teach and educate people. His instruction to Song Juan was to constantly ask her to read books, endorse them, and occasionally give Song Juan some practical instructions.

Song Juan didn't expect that she had traveled through time and had to go through the pain of such crazy learning.

Fortunately, this learning period did not last long.

Because she relied on her brain power to read all the books written by her uncle.

"good!"

"The next thing is for you to experience it yourself."

When Song Juan finished reading the book, Li Zhao looked relieved as if he had completed the task, and waved his hands in disgust, saying that Song Juan was free and could do whatever she wanted!

"Uncle, I feel like I haven't learned anything yet!"

Song Juan really feels this way.

Unfortunately, Li Zhao said that he has taught everything he can.

"Uncle, you can at least teach me how to tell fortunes!"

"What counts?"

Li Zhao rolled his eyes at Song Juan, "Is your Heavenly Eye just a decoration? Open your Heavenly Eye to see the other person's luck, and compare it with the introductions in the books you have read. What else do you want me to teach you?"

"Don't tell me that you don't even know how to understand basic things. My uncle will look down on you."

Song Juan's eyes were blank.

Okay, if you put it this way, I seem to understand.

Her old uncle's education method was a typical master who would lead you in and practice on your own.

That's all, that's all, I'm just a salted fish anyway.

I don't have many opportunities to use this thing, so that's it.

In the past, people believed this and it was very deceptive.

But today's people, even if they don't believe this, may even report them when they meet someone who likes to be more serious.

In a word, before these methods are changed, she should just play by herself honestly.

…

Li Guilan came to pick Song Juan back up the mountainside a week later.

All in all, Song Juan stayed in Lijia'ao Village for less than half a month.

"Mom, is everything settled?"

Seeing her mother again, Song Juan felt very cordial.

Although the quality of life in Lijia'ao is quite high, Song Juan is not happy with an old uncle who likes to irritate people. And those cousins ​​​​and cousins ​​are older than her, so they can't play together.

As for the younger generation?

Well, we can't play together because Song Juan has a higher seniority and is older.

"It's almost settled!"

When Li Guilan heard Song Juan's question, she smiled and said, "If it's not resolved, I won't come to pick you up."

"Finally solved!"

Song Juan quickly went to say goodbye to her uncle and aunts.

She couldn't wait to go back to Banpo Village.

After such a long time, my bathing house should be ready for use.

"Go, go, come back to play when you have time!"

Li Zhao had no intention of retaining Song Juan.

However, several aunts liked Song Juan very much and wanted her to stay for a few more days.

It's a pity that Song Juan is eager to return home now.

…

Turning around Banpo Village, as soon as Song Juan entered the village, she met an acquaintance, or to be precise, an acquaintance from her previous life.

Wang Zhenhua!

This educated youth who was once admired by his predecessor is now very haggard.

Song Juan used the qi-gazing technique to take a look at the opponent's luck, and couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Wang Zhenhua's current state, in terms of fortune telling, is that the hall is darkened and the head of his head is ominous. This is a sign of a bloody disaster.

However, Song Juan did not remind the other party.

She is not her predecessor and has no feelings for Wang Zhenhua at all.

In contrast, if it was Kuang Zheng who once gave her fish, Song Juan might have mentioned it. But Wang Zhenhua, forget it!

Song Juan saw Wang Zhenhua, and Wang Zhenhua naturally saw Song Juan.

The moment he saw Song Juan, Wang Zhenhua's eyes shone with surprise.

Song Juan noticed the surprise in Wang Zhenhua's eyes and frowned. Could this guy be trying to trick her?

Recalling her previous contact with the other party, Song Juan felt that she might be in trouble this time.

Wang Zhenhua, who had just arrived in the village, still retained the arrogance of a city dweller and looked down upon his rustic predecessor. But after living in the village for such a long time and enjoying the hard work of farm work, Wang Zhenhua must have been severely beaten by society to teach him how to behave.

"Isn't this guy trying to use himself as a springboard to escape from the sea of ​​suffering?"

"I hope you can have some backbone, otherwise, I can only let you understand that in reality, the beating will last endlessly."

Song Juan followed Li Guilan and quickly disappeared from Wang Zhenhua's sight.

Not long after Song Juan and Li Guilan left, someone walked over from the back of the room next to her. It was Zhao Meilan who had been broken off by Song Juan.

"Wang Zhenhua!"

As soon as Zhao Meilan appeared, she shouted at Wang Zhenhua.

"It is you!"

When Wang Zhenhua saw Zhao Meilan, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Do you like Song Juan?"

Zhao Meilan looked at Wang Zhenhua and spoke lukewarmly.

"No, how is that possible?"

"I told you a long time ago, I don't like that girl at all!"

Wang Zhenhua flatly denied Zhao Meilan’s inquiry.

Zhao Meilan chuckled and said, "You don't have to deny it. Song Juan is the most beautiful girl in our village and has a good family background. You and her are actually a good match!"

"Really?"

Upon hearing Zhao Meilan's flattering words, Wang Zhenhua's eyes suddenly lit up.

When he first came to Banpo Village, he really looked down on Song Juan, a local girl. But now that he knew that life in the countryside was difficult, Wang Zhenhua was eager to change his situation.

During this period, he had been observing and inquiring, and finally selected Song Juan as his target.

A good family background means that if they get married, he won't have to work so hard.

In fact, if he could curry favor with Song Juan's eldest and second brothers, he might be able to find a job in advance and leave the countryside.

Although Song Juan is very local and has no culture, she is quite good-looking. If she dresses up and puts on beautiful clothes, she should be able to meet people.

"certainly!"

"It won't do any good if I lie to you!"

Zhao Meilan had a smile on her face, but there was a cold feeling deep in her eyes.

In her heart, she has long regarded Wang Zhenhua as her man.

However, Wang Zhenhua actually began to miss Song Juan again.

Men, indeed, are all bitches.

When Song Juan rushed to pursue Wang Zhenhua, Wang Zhenhua looked down on Song Juan. If Song Juan no longer cared about the complete story, Wang Zhenhua cared about Song Juan again.

These days, she has been helping Wang Zhenhua with a lot of work, but Wang Zhenhua seems to have not seen all these efforts.

"Zhao Meilan, I knew you were a good person!"

Wang Zhenhua looked delighted, "Can you do me a favor and ask Song Juan out?"

"If Song Juan and I get married, I promise I won't treat you badly!"

Empty promises are made by Wang Zhenhua as soon as he opens his mouth.

"This is a bit troublesome!"

"You know, Song Juan and I had a falling out before."
Chapter completed!