The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life (Translated With Mtl)

Chapter 115

This is what Master Pang said, but he also knows that if he openly declares Li Jin as his apprentice, Li Jin will undoubtedly become famous, but it will also bring about negative effects.

At this point, it might be more of a hindrance than a help.

Master Pang is not a stubborn person. Although he occasionally acts like an old child, he is very considerate when it comes to important matters.

When Chen Yiding heard Master Pang’s question, he didn’t respond, he was waiting for Master Pang to make his own decision.

After a while, Master Pang finally said: “I won’t announce him as my apprentice for now. Whether he can pass the exam is a matter of his own ability. I’m not teaching him the ‘Four Books’ and ‘Five Classics’, so why should I care about his imperial examination?”

The more casual his tone, the more shocked Chen Yiding was.

Because Master Pang only uses a casual tone with people he is very familiar with and close to. Under normal circumstances, he is indifferent.

Chen Yiding suddenly also wanted to get to know Li Jin. There aren’t many people who can gain Master Pang’s approval.

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Days passed. In mid-February, his young husband’s belly grew bigger and bigger. He couldn’t see his feet even when he stood up. Li Jin really wanted to stay at home with him every day.

Although he himself is a doctor, and delivering babies is his job.

When he had just crossed over, he even arrogantly assumed countless experiences and did a lot of things leisurely during his teenage birth.

Now thinking about it, he feels a bit frightened. This time, before the actual delivery, he feels flustered and doesn’t even dare to think about delivering the baby himself.

On the contrary, Qin Muwen is not afraid at all. He can’t see his feet but still walks with the help of the wall. It’s just a pity that it’s too cold outside, and Li Jin won’t let him go to the yard.

The little bun is very well-behaved. He often runs over from his house wrapped in cotton clothes. After the coldness dissipates, he approaches Qin Muwen.

Qin Muwen touched his head and asked him to drink some water.

The house was heated with a ground dragon, which was a bit dry. Li Jin would put a basin of water in the house for humidification. Of course, people in the house also need to drink more water to replenish their bodies’s water.

“Why are you here again? Aren’t you afraid of the cold?”

Little Baozi said, “Daddy said Dad can’t be left alone. When Baozi was reciting poems, he saw Brother Xiaocha making corn cakes in the kitchen, so he ran over to accompany Dad.”

The logic in his words is clear, and everything makes sense.

Qin Muwen didn’t know whether to sigh at Little Baozi’s thinking ability or his sensible and lovely maturity.

To be precise, both aspects deserve praise.

On Li Jin’s side, he had no idea that Master Pang only had six boxes of stones that could absorb ink residue, and the pool of water he was practicing now was the last pool of clear water.

If he dyes this pool black as well, he will truly fulfill Master Pang’s requirement of “you can tell people that you are my apprentice.”

After the practice, Master Pang didn’t mention anything about setting the record straight on his reputation. Instead, he asked him to find ancient books, ponder the psychological state of the person writing at the time, and write various rubbings by himself.