Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Zhu were very willing to spend money on supporting their eldest son to study, especially after their eldest son Zhu Shouren got the title of Tongsheng. Although he failed to pass the academy examination and was not admitted as a scholar, he was ecstatic. Since then,
Later, I even more wholeheartedly supported my eldest son's scientific examination. However, I had spent a lot of money in the past few years and was stretched thin. I really didn't have the money to support another scholar.
Mrs. Zhu was silent for a moment and then slowly spoke, "My dear, my family really doesn't have enough money for Jun'er to learn."
The eldest aunt Wu wanted to fight for it, but the uncle pulled her hand under the table and signaled with his eyes. The eldest aunt nodded reluctantly and agreed.
Because Zhu Ping'an was young and short, he happened to see his uncle's little moves under the table and got to know him better. He was a very thoughtful uncle.
That’s right, uncle! The way to go to a private school in the neighboring village is no longer feasible. Isn’t there an uncle at home? Although the uncle didn’t pass the exam, he is still familiar with poetry and books. He went to learn traditional Chinese characters by himself. Isn’t he also able to save the country through curves?
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"Then can I learn from uncle Meng?" Zhu Pingan asked, raising his little face and stretching out his little paws.
The uncle of the Zhu family did not speak, so the eldest aunt stopped. She gave Zhu Ping'an a warning and educated him, saying, "Xiao Zhi, your uncle still has to study for the exam. He wants to read books for two days every day. How can he have time?"
I’ll teach you how to read and write. You can’t afford to suffer the consequences of delaying your uncle’s success in becoming a scholar!”
In short, the eldest aunt looked disgusted! She looked very much like Wang Dachui's mother-in-law.
"I will wait until my uncle passes the examination to become a scholar, and then I will enlighten you." The uncle of the Zhu family spoke much more pleasantly than the eldest aunt, but they both meant the same thing: refuse, one was blunt, the other was tactful, there was no difference.
Although I am young now, I am not relying on you to learn from you. I am just looking for a reason to slowly show off my knowledge.
If you wait until you are lucky enough to be a scholar, the day lily will be cold. If what I saw just now when I entered the door is luck, then it is estimated that the uncle will not be able to win the scholar in a short time. Although the white luck pillar above the uncle's head is better than the others in the house.
People are a little richer, but they are white after all. White means Bai Ding. White is the spirit of ordinary people. If you are rising to the top, green is the spirit of officials.
Zhu Pingan complained silently.
Although the food was not delicious, in the spirit of saving money, waste is shameful, Zhu Pingan still ate the pancakes and porridge in the bowl cleanly, and even licked the bowl a few times. How could he barely be considered a good person?
Where's the little fat paper?
Zhu Ping'an's good appetite is in sharp contrast to Zhu Pingjun, the picky uncle opposite.
"From the second brother's family, go and serve half a bowl of porridge to Xiao Zhi." Although the old man favored the eldest and youngest family, he was still very protective of his own children. Seeing that Zhu Pingan was eating well, his face was also satisfied, for fear that
Hungry child.
Whenever this happens, my mother, Mrs. Chen, always looks proud.
At the end of the dinner, someone called at the door and brought a message from the town, saying that the grandfather's family was going to join his son who was doing business in the south. He would not be able to come to worship his ancestors during the Chinese New Year, so he had to leave in three days.
Come to pay homage to the ancestral graves and say goodbye to your ancestors.
Mr. Zhu's family has three brothers and sisters. Mr. Zhu is the youngest son, and one of his sisters is married to the town. The eldest grandfather has been working as an apprentice in the town since he was a child, and he also moved to the town after he got married.
Although we are in two different places, we can always see each other during festivals or going to the market.
Now when Mr. Zhu first heard that his eldest brother was moving to the south and would never see him again, he couldn't help but sigh, and went back to his room without eating.
After the old man left, Mrs. Zhu was worried about him and followed him to persuade him. Everyone dispersed one after another and went back to their homes.
The news that the uncle's family is moving to the south will not have much impact on the family except Mr. Zhu. After all, after the uncle's family moved to the town, although their relationship was good, they were not very close. At most, they only went to the town.
It's just one less place to stay.
The Zhu Family Courtyard is somewhat similar to the modern Siheyuan in old Beijing, except that it is slightly wider and more complicated. It is divided into the main house and the wing rooms on both sides. There is a well in the yard. The main house has three large rooms, and one is full.
As the living room, one is the bedroom where Mrs. Zhu and Mr. Zhu rest, and the other is the residence of the uncle's family. There is a wing on each side, the east wing on the left is where Zhu Ping'an and his family live, and the west wing on the right is where the third aunt and her family live.
.In addition, there is a stove room and a woodshed on the side of the courtyard wall near the gate.
The moon was sparse, and an oil lamp was burning in the room on the left, shining dimly. Unfortunately, it was not as bright as the moonlight shining through the window. Although the room was not bare-walled, there were not many valuable things, but the room was tidied.
It's very clean and tidy, and things are arranged in categories and in an orderly manner.
His mother, Mrs. Chen, was sitting at the table and mending Zhu Ping'an's trousers in front of the light. His father was sitting aside doing some simple carpentry work.
Biting off the thread, Mrs. Chen put the clothes in her hand next to Zhu Ping'an, "Try to see if it fits!"
"It fits, it definitely fits, what Mom made must fit. Mom, you are so nice." Zhu Ping'an grinned, as sweet as honey. His protest finally took effect, and he no longer has to wear crotchless pants anymore.
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"You little bastard knows how to talk sweetly. I owed it to you and me in my previous life!" My mother complained, but her kindness could not be concealed.
“If you don’t use it if you have light during the day, you will waste gas and work on it at night.”
Grandma passed by the window and saw the lights on in the east and west wings and couldn't help but yelled, "These daughters-in-law are all really prodigal, they waste a lot of oil. If I had saved up on not using oil lamps at night, I would have had enough money."
Sun Tzu learned a lesson.
"Oh, I got it, mother, now put out the oil lamp." Father Zhu Shouyi immediately replied.
I still had other clothes that I had not mended. My mother, Mrs. Chen, gave my father an angry look. My father just smiled innocently, which made my mother stare at my father with anger.
"Smile, smile, you know how to giggle. Your wife and children have been bullied to death by your mother, and you can only giggle!" Mother Chen couldn't stand the soft look of her father, so she went up and pinched his arm hard.
Zhu Shouyi was a strong farmer. Chen's pinching had no effect on him at all. He still had a naive smile on his face, which was like a punch on cotton, which made Chen very angry.
"I'm going to be unlucky for eight lifetimes by marrying you!" Mrs. Chen's angry finger stabbed Zhu Shouyi hard on the forehead.
"It took me eight lifetimes of virtue to marry such a good wife like you."
Zhu Shouyi usually looked like a dull farmer, but his speaking ability was extremely high. It suddenly refreshed Zhu Ping'an's view of this cheap father. It turned out that his father, who was even more dull than Guo Jing, also had a sweet-talking side.
Yes, otherwise how could I marry such a good woman as my mother?
Mrs. Chen's face turned red. She is not shy when she is old, and she is not afraid of bringing up bad children!
Looking at the beauties under the lamp, especially the shy side of the aggressive Chen, Zhu Shouyi was stunned for a moment.
"Brother, I'm so sleepy." Zhu Ping'an laughed, pulling his eldest brother who was meticulously weaving bamboo baskets to the side room to rest in a small bedroom separated by wooden boards.
Um, now it’s not suitable for children.
The hibiscus tent is warm and creamy, and the chants are like the sounds of nature.