"Patriarch, you said you want me to send Dalang to the school early to study?"
Meng Yunniang was a little surprised and didn't understand why the patriarch came to say these words in person.
"That's right."
Jiang Chong nodded. His son told him about Jiang Liu's outstanding performance last night. Jiang Chong felt that such a good seedling should not be wasted.
Think about it, just by listening to the Disciple Rules and the Three Character Classics several times outside the school, you can memorize them.
Regardless of the difficulty of the imperial examinations, in fact, everyone who has taken the imperial examinations knows that the exams for Tongsheng and Xiucai are the easiest. As long as you can memorize the Four Books and Five Classics and other teachings thoroughly, and know their deep meaning, you can basically pass them.
On the other hand, it is not so easy to take the exams of rank and above. You can pass the exam without studying hard.
Jiang Liu has the ability to remember, first of all, it is not a problem to pass the exam, and Jiang Chong feels that if Jiang Liu really has such a head, he will definitely not be a person who can only study hard, and his future may be long. It came farther and higher than what they expected from him.
He briefly explained the reason for his visit today, and then he did not forget to add: "If the family is really in trouble, I can make the decision to reduce half of the repairs."
Although he was the patriarch, Jiang Chong couldn't directly waive Jiang Liu's tuition fees. After all, the Jiang clan was so large and there were so many children of the right age. If this opening was opened, the school would not become a clan study in the future.
You must know that there is also a poor scholar who needs to rely on cultivating to live. Even the patriarch cannot do such a talk.
However, it is different to reduce half of the training. He can make the decision to reduce or exempt half of his son's tuition, and no one can say anything about him.
"Patriarch, what kind of genius do you say my son is unforgettable?"
Meng Yunniang was both surprised and delighted, she had never imagined what kind of genius her son would be.
To be honest, Meng Yunniang always felt that her son was a bit stupid and stupid, although she always kept talking about sending him to study, hoping that he would be able to pass the exam and become a scholar, but in fact, in her heart. I don't have much hope for my son's brain.
Meng Yunniang's greatest desire is for her son to be able to read more Braille, to be more sensible, and to inherit some tofu skills in the future.
"Don't worry, Patriarch, I'm the only son of Dalang, and I have to send him to study with gritted teeth."
Meng Yunniang didn't feel the need for the patriarch to deceive her. Since the patriarch said that her son had the talent to study and was willing to reduce half of his son's training, she shamelessly went back to her parents' home to borrow money, and also sent her son to study at the school. .
But it's not really that exaggerated.
Meng Yunniang pondered for a while in her heart. When her husband was seriously ill, she spent a lot of money just looking for a doctor and taking medicine. Almost all of the money she earned after the separation was lost. In the end, in order to organize a funeral for her husband, she even lost all of her family members. Not much money was spent, and some debt was owed.
Later, she gave the family's six acres of land to the clan in exchange for the mother's rations, and because she was still in the three-year filial piety period, the mother couldn't eat meat and fish, and the daily dishes depended only on the tofu made by herself and the tofu grown in the yard. Vegetables are enough, and there is almost nothing to spend on food and clothing.
In the past two years, she made some money by buying tofu, and finally paid off the last money she owed her relatives and friends in the first few months. Now the patriarch said that half of her son's repair costs would be reduced. The old hen caught it, and then pawned the silver hairpin in her dressing box, so that she might be able to collect the cost of the repair and prepare a set of four treasures for her son's study.
Thinking of the silver hairpin, Meng Yunniang was a little stunned, but she woke up from the memory of the past after the patriarch spoke up.
"Um."
The patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, and did not stay in the Jiang family for too long. After all, Meng Yunniang was a widow. Although he was the age of a grandfather, it was impossible for those long-tongued women to gossip and talk nonsense behind their backs.
After the patriarch left, Meng Yunniang didn't even bother to organize her things, and rushed into her son Jiang Liu's room full of joy, and woke up her son who had been practicing calligraphy all night and had been sleeping very deeply.
"My dear mother, you have made a big face for my mother. My heart and soul, baby egg, why are you so prosperous and capable."
Meng Yunniang pinched her son's small round face and kissed her from the left and the right, but she couldn't kiss her enough.
Jiang Liu woke up from this kind of harassment.
"Dalang, recite to your mother the article you recited in front of your Uncle Fangzheng, and let your mother also listen to what the scholar has learned."
After all, seeing is believing, hearing is believing. Although the patriarch praised her son just now, Meng Yunniang still felt a little uneasy. She was afraid that Jiang Fangzheng had mistaken someone and regarded someone else's son as hers. river flow.
Hearing the beautiful lady's words, Jiang Liu suddenly woke up. He understood the reason why his mother woke him up in the morning. It seemed that the results of his performance yesterday came out.
"The article recited in front of Uncle Fangzheng?"
Jiang Liu imitated the performance of children, rubbed his eyes with fists with both hands, and then tilted his head to pretend to think.
"In the beginning of human beings, their natures are inherently good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far away... One to ten, ten to one hundred. Hundred to thousands, thousands to ten thousand..."
"Well, there are also disciples' rules, sage's teachings... Parents teach, you must listen to them... Although things are small, don't hide them, and I don't remember the rest."
As soon as he woke up, he said so many words before taking a sip of water. Jiang Liu's mouth was dry, so he licked his lips and stopped lowering his back.
Meng Yunniang didn't understand the meaning of these words. She felt that the article was well written and listened to her ears, especially if it was recited by her precious son, it was even better than singing.
"Mother's eldest son is promising, and mother will count on you in the future."
She held her son's fat cheek and kissed him twice, then hugged him tightly and wept with joy.
In the two years after her husband's death, Meng Yunniang's hardships were far more difficult than what outsiders saw, but as a widow, she had to stand up as a man, even more powerful than the average man, more aggressive than the most aggressive. The shrew is also arrogant and domineering.
Because only by doing so, can she drive away those wolves who covet their wealth and protect her little home.
Others pointed at her from behind, saying that she had a coquettish appearance, and she must be unbearable, and some people said that she was bitter and mean, and that she was so embarrassed by the family of the younger brother-in-law who should be closest to her, and she did not have the demeanor of a long-term sister-in-law. …
All kinds of rumors, Meng Yunniang laughed generously in front of people.
But no one thought that she married the Jiang family when she was sixteen, and gave birth to her son Jiang Liu the next year. At the age of twenty, her husband was seriously ill. She supported the family by herself, and now she is just one. Just a twenty-two-year-old girl.
At the right age of a woman's life, she wore hairpins and skirts, and did not dare to dress up. She used her thin shoulders to carry the entire family's household finances. She had to raise children and drive away those jackals, tigers and leopards. But there is no one complaining around, so much bitterness has to be swallowed in the stomach alone.
She didn't feel sorry for anyone, but others treated her kindly.
Meng Yunniang's heart was so bitter, at this moment, through joy, she was finally able to cry happily.
"My dear girl."
"Mother's heart and soul."
"Mother's baby egg."
Even when she was crying, Meng Yunniang kept repeating these words over and over again. For her, Jiang Liu was her everything and her only hope. All her joys, sorrows and sorrows were gathered on Jiang Liu.
Hearing the cry of the beauties, Jiang Liu's heart was also a little astringent.
He didn't know if it was because of the few sympathy he felt in his heart, or the residual emotional interference from the original body.
Subconsciously, Jiang Liu couldn't help but raise his hand and wrap his arms around the beauty's waist, wanting to pat her on the back to help her go smoothly.
"and many more!"
The crying stopped abruptly.
"The patriarch said that you never forget it, and that you can recite the article after listening to it several times. Does this mean that you have learned all the nonsense words that your mother said when arguing with others?"
Meng Yunniang held her son's face, stared straight at her child prodigy son, and asked with a very serious expression.
Jiang Liu, who was about to comfort the beauty, thought of the machete she held high that day, and couldn't help shivering, then smiled at the beauty.
Well, he's her darling baby boy!
The author has something to say: I changed the settings and changed the time of my original father's death to when he was four years old. Because I checked the data before and found that it seems that I cannot take the imperial examination during the three-year filial piety period. Our Jiang Jiang , is the boy paper who wants to be a prodigy