Qiao Simei, at such a young age, was unwilling to study, revealing that she was a poor learner.
"How could you not want to? There are many children in the preschool to play with you?"
Niu Ye originally wanted to support Qiao Simei in preschool.
Qiao Erqiang's reaction is a little slow, his brain development is a little slower, and he can't keep up with the learning progress, which is understandable.
Qiao Simei is a smart kid no matter how you look at it.
Go to a preschool and learn some basic knowledge, so as to avoid the situation like Qiao Erqiang, who cannot keep up with his study progress in school.
The main thing is that if you read more, you can grow your brain more. It definitely makes sense to read wisely.
It's only a few dollars a year, and it's not a big amount for Niu Ye.
"Whoever wants to play with them, I don't want to go to school!" Qiao Simei said with displeasure written all over her face.
"Qiao Simei, if you don't go to school, you're going to be illiterate." At this time, Qiao Sanli already looked like a young lady.
"I would rather be illiterate than go to school."
Qiao Simei could not be convinced after being taught a lesson by Qiao Sanli. Apart from Qiao Zuwang, the only one who could teach Qiao Simei a lesson was Qiao Yicheng.
"Okay, don't argue anymore. We'll talk about whether to go to preschool or not later. Let's eat first."
Niu Ye just asked first. The issue of education had nothing to do with the two little girls.
The only people in the Qiao family who can decide this kind of thing are Qiao Zuwang and Qiao Yicheng.
Compared to looking for the selfish Qiao Zuwang, Qiao Yicheng is more reliable in this matter.
"Qiao Yicheng, come over and have a chat."
After school was over in the afternoon, Niuye called to Qiao Yicheng who came back carrying vegetables.
Qiao Yicheng's habit is to put his schoolbag home first after school, and then go out to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.
He is not willing to carry his schoolbag into the vegetable market, which proves how devoted this child is to knowledge.
"Then hurry up, I have to go home and cook."
Qiao Yicheng said with a cold face, after losing his mother, the child became a hedgehog and basically didn't have a good attitude when meeting people.
"Come in and sit down. There's no rush to cook now."
After welcoming Qiao Yicheng into the house, Niu Ye was not too polite. He poured a bowl of water for the child, and then asked: "After summer, Sanli should go to school. Are you going to let Simei go to school?"
Is anyone at home?"
"Otherwise, what can we do?"
"Simei is only five years old. Can you rest assured if she is left alone at home? She is only so old, so she should be sent to preschool. You don't have to worry about her normally, and you can still let her learn some knowledge."
"My dad doesn't agree, and I don't have any money. He only gives me 15 yuan a month, which is just enough to buy food and cook."
"Did your dad increase your living expenses?"
Niu Ye asked in surprise. He gave the Qiao family several children and increased their living expenses. Qiao Zuwang had done some personnel work.
“The cost of living has increased, but it’s just enough to eat.”
Qiao Yicheng was right. The main thing the Qiao family lacked was food stamps. Even if it was just a few dollars more, without food stamps, they wouldn't be able to buy much.
"I didn't ask you to pay for it, so I paid for it and sent your family to attend preschool for two years."
Niu Ye said, Qiao Yicheng is really not stingy, he is just purely needy.
"Our Simei family goes to school at no cost to you," Qiao Yicheng said stubbornly. He still didn't want to owe anyone a favor.
"It's not like I paid for it, it's like I lent it to you, and you will pay me back later."
"Why are you pitying us?"
Hearing that it was borrowed, Qiao Yicheng's tone softened a lot. After all, borrowing money is much smaller than giving money directly, and the favor you owe is much smaller.
"It's not pitiful, it's just that I have a good relationship with them, so I want to help them."
After that, Niu Ye and Qiao Yicheng made an agreement about sending Qiao Simei to preschool to go to school after the summer.
Niu Ye just lent the money to Qiao Yicheng, and the tuition for the two-year preschool class could not cost more than ten yuan in total.
In addition to buying some books and stationery, I budgeted too much and it only cost 20 yuan.
Qiao Yicheng has a lot to do. As a parent, he will register his children, hold parent-teacher conferences in the future, and pick up and drop off children for a period of time if necessary.
After summer, Niu Ye became a junior high school student, but his life did not change much.
The school is still the same as before, but it is divided into primary school and junior high school.
Which school you attend has nothing to do with whether your grades are good or not.
The district you live in determines the school you attend. This is the same as the school district housing in the future.
Qiao Sanli went to elementary school happily. It was obvious that she was a child who was willing to study just like Qiao Yicheng.
Regardless of whether Qiao Simei wanted to or not, she went to preschool under Qiao Yicheng's compulsory request.
Qiao Zuwang would be happy if Qiao Simei went to preschool without having to pay out of her own pocket.
In this way, Qiao Zuwang, after working the night shift, can sleep peacefully at home during the day.
"Woo, no, don't take away my reed flowers!"
"Reed flowers, reed flowers!"
On Sunday, Niu Ye was sleeping in at home when he heard Qiao Erqiang's miserable howl coming from the yard behind.
This cry really makes the listener sad and makes the listener cry.
Niu Ye also got up quickly and ran to Qiao's house to watch the fun.
"Director Wang, the Qiao family is in such a difficult situation, so we should keep the chickens for them."
"No, our city has regulations that prohibit raising chickens in the city."
Director Wang from the neighborhood committee said.
"No more, no more, but, Director Wang, you know what's going on with the Qiao family, so we'll kill the chickens in front of you. Let's keep the chickens for the Qiao family, and let these poor people
Children can get involved in oil and water."
The one who spoke was the widow Aunt Wu who liked to join in the fun the most in the courtyard.
"Then hurry up." The director of the neighborhood committee was not unreasonable and understood the situation of the Qiao family, so he agreed to Aunt Wu.
"Soon, our knives are freshly sharpened."
"Wow, don't kill my reed flowers."
The listener thought that the chicken was about to be killed. Qiao Erqiang cried even more miserably and lay on the ground so sad.
But here, Aunt Wu caught the Qiao family's reed chicken and wiped the chicken's neck with her knife.
Seeing that the chicken was really dying, Street Director Wang and two security guards left the yard.
Over there, Qiao Yicheng followed Aunt Wu to deal with her chickens.
There are three little ones left here, Qiao Erqiang, who is still immersed in the sadness of losing the reed chicken he raised with his own hands.
This reed chicken is also an important asset of the Qiao family. It will lay an egg every two or three days.
Then the Qiao family, old and young, can share a bowl of egg custard.
Qiao Sanli and Qiao Simei stood aside with bewildered expressions.
