Going to war for filial piety

Author: light purple astringency

Going to war for filial piety

Jiang Changan took a nap, put on his small schoolbag and straw hat, and went to the private school on the mountain in the bright sunshine.

As soon as she walked away with her front legs, a figure quietly left Jiang's house with her back legs. Jiang Changan turned around and saw that it was Jiang Jiarong.

Jiang Jiarong from the third room is only four years old. He originally planned to send him to school next year, but looking at the current miserable situation of the third room, it will be a mystery if no changes are made.

"Sister." Jiang Jiarong ran to Jiang Changan's side with a smile, and the sun burned his face dark red.

"Where are you going? Why don't you wear a hat?" A four-year-old child who doesn't go to school can walk all over the village, but isn't the sun too bright right now? This child also hates the heat?

"I want to go to school with my sister." Jiang Jiarong said seriously.

"Oh? Why did you suddenly think of going to school?" Neither of your two brothers wants to study. You are so excited because you have never experienced a "beating" in studying, right?

Moreover, your parents didn’t hand over the cultivation.

"You will be promising in school, and you can make pottery like your sister." Jiang Jiarong likes making pottery, because it is just kneading mud, but it is fun and can make money.

Yo? You're quite ambitious. Jiang Changan couldn't stop laughing, "Why do you want to get out of the business?" You're just a child, you're just so involved, and your parents are still doing nothing all day long.

"If you are successful, you can make money. If you make money, my mother will not cry. Jia Rong doesn't want to see my mother cry. It will hurt here." Jiang Jiarong pointed to his heart.

Jiang Changan was speechless. How could a person like Jiang with such erroneous views be so virtuous as to give birth to such upright children, not just one, but three! What a blessing.

"Jiang Jiarong, you know how to be filial. You are such a good boy! Okay, you and your sister go to school." Let her take care of Shu Xiu's matter.

However, Master Song was not short of money, so she had to think of giving him something special.

Jiang Jiarong and Jiang Changan went to a private school on the mountain. Behind them, the couple in the third room were still sleeping soundly. It was obvious that the family had insufficient food, rice, oil and salt, and they still had three sons to feed.

"Jiang Chang'an, why do you bring your younger brother to school?" Actually, what Zhang Zhuzhu wants to say is, didn't your two families have a falling out? Why is she still helping the third room of the Jiang family take care of their children?

Of course, there are many examples of this. Often when parents are busy, students will take care of their younger siblings even when they go to school. The younger children sometimes play in the courtyard, and sometimes their dumb uncles play with them.

"My brother is here to go to school." Jiang Changan took Jiang Jiarong directly towards Master Song's study.

"What? It's late that night, sir, he has stopped accepting students for a long time, don't you know?"

Although the private school on the mountain is named after the village on the mountain, the entire private school is owned by Master Song and is not a village school. Chaoting only operates town schools. After all, no village is rich enough to afford a school.

Confucius Song’s school was also unable to make ends meet.

But since he won the top spot in the examination, the private school on the mountain became very popular, and many people came here because of its reputation. However, Master Song no longer accepts students, even people from the village, except maybe those with good connections.

"Sir, do you still accept students? My younger brother Jiang Jiarong went to war out of filial piety. He wants to learn skills, know how to make pottery, earn money, and make his mother happy." This is Jiang Jiarong's childlike saying, which Jiang Changan told Song

Master, it depends on whether Master Song appreciates this filial piety.

"Oh? Good boy, come on then and learn from your sister." Master Song did not mention Shu Xiu at all, but he wanted to see how far this child's innocent heart could persist.

"Thank you sir." Jiang Jiarong was so nervous and excited that he was able to salute crookedly. He had seen this a lot outside the school.

"Well, not bad, let's go play and stay in Chang'an." Master Song stroked his beard and looked very kind.

Jiang Jiarong looked at Jiang Changan and ran out of the study after receiving approval.

Oh! You can go and play. The children in the private school village on the mountain are all familiar to each other. Jiang Jiarong is not afraid at all, except Master Song and Uncle Mute.

"Sir, I will take care of Jiarong's repairs. I will also take this opportunity to give you a gift. I will sell it now." It is impossible to count on the third house.

Moreover, Jiang Changan's own repairman, Jiang Laoer, lost half of his money because he had no money, so Jiang Changan wanted to make up for it even more.

"Haha, sir, I'm just waiting for your gift." Master Song also appreciated Jiang Changan's generosity. Several rooms in the Jiang family were dirty, but it did not affect the relationship between their children. It was really rare.

"Hey, sir, what are the lessons you have arranged for this afternoon? Do you want me to teach you how to draw? I want to draw the drawing of the giant wheel cart by the way, and my family has received orders from the villagers."

Say whatever you want, this is the second reason why Jiang Changan came to see Master Song.

Master Song's eyes lit up. He still had Jiang Changan's sketch notes in his hand. He had been studying them at noon, and he could understand it a bit, but it was not easy to draw. With Jiang Changan teaching him, he would definitely be able to do it.

Go one step further.

"It works. You can teach me how to draw."

Just do what you say. After preparing the tools, the teacher and students gathered the students for class.

Jiang Changan started with lines and surfaces, and then talked about film and other professional knowledge.

She was talking and drawing at the same time. A large piece of rice paper was fixed on the removed door panel, facing the students' seats. Soon, parts appeared on the paper, and finally they were combined to form an overall plan.

Jiang Changan really had nothing to hide, as both Master Song and Li Shushen could see. This painting technique was very suitable for the Ministry of Works, and was much more advanced than the drawings of the Ministry of Works.

Jiang Changan didn't speak quickly, and everyone who needed to know understood it, but very few people could remember it, and it was even worse when they started to draw.

It seems that Jiang Changan's painting is very simple, but when I start to get started, the lines just can't be straightened and there are various problems.

"Okay, everyone will practice slowly in the future. This is the method. If you don't understand, you can ask Chang'an. Let's go to school."

Anyway, Master Song had an epiphany. He wanted to go back and practice by himself, then draw the results and send them to Beijing.

Jiang Changan lectured for an hour and finished his own drawings by the way.

"Jia Rong, let's go home." He began to make a giant wheel cart, which was labor-saving, heavy-bearing, and convenient for walking on narrow field stalks.

"Oh." Jiang Jiarong looked confused.

Why did my sister become a teacher, and he couldn’t understand the lecture at all, so he fell asleep. When he woke up, he was already out of school. This, going to school is so easy!

"I'll go too." Li Shushen was the first to sign up. What was he going to do at home? He wouldn't go to Jiang's house to play. Anyway, he would be traveling alone in two days.

"I'll go too, I'll go too." In the end, half of the classmates followed Jiang Changan.

There is no such thing as stealing woodworking techniques! Because Jiang Changan directly explained the drawings of the giant wheel cart, everyone should know it, but how can it be so easy to make it?

Anyone who knows it after seeing it will be useless after doing it. They are only children around ten years old, and they are not as smart as Jiang Changan, so they can learn so many things in one go.

So, when I returned to the Jiang family, in addition to the little tail Jiang Jiarong, there were six or seven more classmates who were interested in the giant wheel cart.

Since we are classmates, it is of course necessary to cultivate love among classmates, and hospitality is a must.

In the hot summer, cool freezing point is a must-have. Finally, saltpeter ice making was put on the agenda.
Chapter completed!