Jiang Changxi: "Don't think about it anymore, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."
Zhou Lan: "Let's talk about what makes us happy. Let's talk about Chang Le."
This topic really made Jiang Changxi happy. Zhou Lan said, "Do you think your parents will miss Chang Le?"
Jiang Changxi didn't even guess what Zhou Lan meant, so she lowered her head and said, "I have raised Chang Le since he was a child."
Zhou Lan just pretended that he didn't understand what his wife meant, and instead said, "Do you feel that Chang Le needs a slightly more masculine environment?"
Jiang Changxi: "Chang Le is still very responsible."
Zhou Lan: "Let's put it this way, do you think Chang Le has any shortcomings?"
Jiang Changxi: "So, I think Chang Le is good at everything, just right. Let me tell you again, I am not a devil to help my younger brother, and my family Chang Le does not need such help. That is to underestimate him. However, teaching
Chang Le grows up with correct values, a broad mind, and lofty ambitions. This is what I and our relatives should do."
Zhou Lan was saddened by the last sentence. In the wife's mind, what kind of existence should her brother-in-law be like in the future?
Of course, those who don’t understand should still ask: “Voldemort?”
Jiang Changxi: "I just help my brothers without principles, but everything good is for my brothers from my mother's side."
Zhou Lan twitched the corner of his mouth. Regarding Chang Le, do you think you still have principles? But it is true that the daughter-in-law did not use her private property to subsidize her parents' family.
On the contrary, it is the father-in-law and mother-in-law who mostly subsidize them.
Zhou Lan: "Let me be frank, I think Chang Le's mouth is too coaxing. This is not good. It's really not good."
Jiang Changxi laughed. You just felt that Chang Le had stolen your line: "It would be better if you don't coax your wife in the future."
Zhou Lan: "Will Chang Le of my family be less interested in the young lady? It should be the young lady coaxing Chang Le."
When Jiang Changxi heard about it, what came to her mind was that Jiang Changle and Zhou Lan should be separated, otherwise they would not be able to marry a wife in the future. This guy must have contributed.
Looking at his wife's face, Zhou Lan knew that the development was definitely not going in the direction he hoped for: "Forget it, I can't think too much about this topic. I can't sleep either. Anyway, I will take Chang Le with me to change this problem in the future.
"My mouth is so sweet, it makes people feel frivolous."
Zhou Lan decided based on wishful thinking.
Okay, both topics have been talked about to death. Jiang Changxi said: "My husband is going to the academy in Fucheng tomorrow. Would you like to visit the gentlemen's residences first?"
Zhou Lan: "There is no need to be impatient. We are already late. I want to go to the college to register first, and then go to visit the gentlemen. I will use my learning attitude to get their understanding."
Jiang Changxi felt that Zhou Lan might be a little stupid in reading. But it was okay to hit a wall.
Zhou Lancai was stupid because he didn't study. When he went to meet Mr., he followed an honest way.
Moreover, Zhou Lan's sincerity was not what Jiang Changxi thought it was.
Zhou Lan's calligraphy is always admired wherever he gets it, and Zhou Lan used this kind of calligraphy to copy his own unique copy and took it to meet the gentlemen.
It was said that he asked the gentleman to point out his handwriting, but the content was a unique copy.
Gentlemen cannot refuse such sincerity.
So the next day, Jiang Changxi and Chang Le worried for a whole day. They both felt that Zhou Lan, a playful student who was late for reporting for many days, would not be liked by the gentlemen, and they were afraid that he would be embarrassed.
As a result, when he came back, he was holding a pile of homework left by the gentlemen. It was said that he was asked to make up for the missed lessons during this period.
I didn’t hear any question about punishment. This is unscientific.
Jiang Changxi: "Gentlemen are so reasonable and easy to talk to. I'm afraid the name of the teacher is hiding behind you."
Zhou Lan nodded happily and refused to say another word to Jiang Changxi.
Every day after my wife does her accounting, the extra half an hour I have to practice calligraphy is not just for random writing.
Jiang Changxi: "I'm afraid sir is also worried about you. Go over and talk to him."
His wife was more thoughtful than him, so Zhou Lan said in a hurry: "I'll go to my husband first."
When the teacher saw the disciple's appearance, he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "It seems that you are doing well today."
Zhou Lan said angrily to his classmates, "It's because the teacher taught well and my knowledge was passable in front of the gentlemen in the college, so I was able to let the gentlemen handle it lightly. I just need to make up for the missed lessons."
The husband said coolly: "I think you are too thoughtful, so you can take care of it."
Zhou Lan: "Gentlemen are all elegant people who are not disturbed by the world."
Mr. Wenzhai has a toothache after being told by his disciples. If they are all so elegant, wouldn't the books you have been copying during this period have been in vain?
Zhou Lantian shamelessly behaved in front of his fellow teachers: "Gentlemen just cherish the words of disciples."
The teacher laughed and said, "Go outside and look in the mirror." As a teacher, my disciple is not lacking in insight and understands the ways of the world, which is very comforting.
Zhou Lan: "Sir, master, teacher. Please save some face for your disciples."
Mr. Wenzhai was disgusted by the eldest disciple: "Don't imitate that kid's behavior."
Zhou Lan said aggrievedly: "In front of the teacher, acting like a child is effective. The disciple is at a disadvantage because he is older and cannot be as coquettish and obedient as Chang Le. This is why he cannot gain face in front of the teacher and become the proudest disciple."
The deep grudge I mentioned made me want to reflect on myself. Is he very harsh on this disciple? Are there big differences between his disciples?
Zhou Lan took out the course schedule: "Teacher, this is the course schedule for disciples at Fucheng College."
Mr. Wenzhai took it and looked at it, and then adjusted it based on this timetable to give his disciples the time to study at his house: "That's it, it's good. There is a teacher like me when I return home."
Let me help you with some advice, how can you still be a top scholar in thirty or fifty years?"
Zhou Lan's face changed: "Sir, is there more than one word for 'ten'?"
Followed by: "After three to five years, or ten years later, the disciples will feel that it is still good. After thirty to fifty years, sir, this, even if it is the number one scholar, it is not that rare for the disciples."
When it comes to reading, Zhou Lan considers himself to be very smart, but of course he cannot compare to a pervert like Chang Le.
But except for Chang Le, he can remember most of the books he has read three times on both sides. If he is careful, he can understand them after reading them more than a dozen times.
Mr. Wenzhai: "Look at you, you are frivolous. What happened to thirty or fifty years ago? How old were you then? You thought it was written in the script, 'Young Genius'. That is all a lie. People's literature has been written for decades."
The foundation and knowledge you possess can be surpassed by more than ten years of studying."
Zhou Lan shook his head, that was definitely not possible, especially during the few days when he was taken on a study tour by his husband, Zhou Lan understood his own shortcomings: "Sir, this disciple is not going to be the number one scholar."