Mrs. Zhu was silent for a moment before she slowly spoke, "Old man, the family really doesn't have the money to let Jun'er go to elementary school now."
Aunt Wu wanted to fight for it again, but was pulled by the uncle under the table and signaled with his eyes. The aunt nodded reluctantly.
Because Zhu Ping'an was young and short, he happened to see the little movements of the uncle under the table, and he had a better understanding of the uncle. His uncle was quite thoughtful.
Yes, uncle! Going to the private school in the neighboring village to study elementary school is not feasible. Isn't there still uncle at home? Although the uncle didn't pass the exam to become a scholar, he is also familiar with poetry and books. If I follow him to learn traditional Chinese characters, can't I save the country in a roundabout way?
"Then can I study elementary school with the uncle?" Zhu Ping'an raised his little face and stretched out his little paws and asked.
Before the eldest uncle of the Zhu family spoke, the eldest aunt was not happy. She gave Zhu Pingan a lecture and criticized him, "Little pig, your uncle still has to review his books for the exam. He wants to spend two days reading books every day. How can he have time to teach you to read and write? You can't afford to offend your uncle if he delays his exam and becomes the top scholar!"
In short, the eldest aunt looked disgusted! She looked very much like Wang Dachui's mother-in-law.
"Wait until I pass the exam, and then I will teach you." The eldest uncle of the Zhu family spoke much better than the eldest aunt, but they both meant the same thing, refusing. One was blunt and the other was more tactful. There was no difference.
Although I am young now, I am not relying on you to learn. I am just looking for a reason to slowly show my knowledge.
If you pass the exam, the opportunity will be cold. If what I saw when I entered the door just now was luck, then it is estimated that my uncle will not be able to pass the exam in a short time. Although the white luck column on the head of the uncle is stronger than that of other people in the family, it is still white after all. White means common people. White is the air of ordinary people. Green is the air of officials.
Zhu Pingan complained silently.
Although the food was not delicious, in the spirit of saving and wasting, Zhu Pingan still ate the cake in his hand and the porridge in the bowl cleanly, and even licked the bowl a few times. Who made him barely a little fat paper?
Zhu Pingan's good appetite was in sharp contrast to Zhu Pingjun from the uncle's family opposite who was picky.
"The second child's family, go and serve half a bowl of porridge to Xiaozhu." Although the old man favored the eldest and youngest children, he was still very protective of his own children. Seeing Zhu Pingan eating well, his face was also satisfied, for fear that the child would be hungry.
Whenever this happened, his mother Chen always looked proud.
When dinner was almost over, someone knocked at the gate and brought a message from the town, saying that the great grandfather's family was going to live with his son who was doing business in the south, so they would not be able to come to worship their ancestors during the New Year, so they had to come to worship their ancestors' graves three days later before leaving.
Grandpa Zhu's family had three brothers and sisters. Grandpa Zhu was the youngest son. There was another sister who married in the town. Grandpa went to the town as an apprentice since he was a child, and moved to the town after he got married.
Although they were separated, they could always meet and visit each other during festivals or at the market.
Now when Grandpa Zhu heard that his eldest brother was moving to the south and it would be difficult for them to meet 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, so everyone dispersed one after another and went back to their own homes.
The news that my great grandfather's family was moving to the south had little impact on the family except for Mr. Zhu. After all, after my great grandfather's family moved to the town, although the relationship was good, it was not very close. At most, there was one less place to stay in the town.
Zhu's courtyard is a bit similar to the modern courtyard in old Beijing, but it is slightly wider and more complicated than the courtyard. It is divided into the main house and the side rooms. There is a well in the yard. The main house has three large rooms, one is used as a living room, one is the bedroom for Mrs. Zhu and Mr. Zhu to rest, and the other is the residence of my uncle's family. There is a side room on each side. The east side room on the left is where Zhu Ping'an's family lives. The west side room on the right is half the size of the east side room, separated in the middle, and the third aunt's family and the fourth aunt's family live separately. In addition, there is a kitchen and a firewood room on the side of the courtyard wall near the gate.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. There is an oil lamp on the left side room. The light is as big as a broad bean. The light is dim, not as bright as the moonlight shining through the window. Although the wing room was not bare, there was nothing valuable either. However, Chen had kept the room clean and tidy, and the household items were arranged in an orderly manner.
Mother Chen was sitting at the table facing the dim light to mend Zhu Ping'an's pants, and his father was sitting next to him doing some simple carpentry work.
Biting off the thread, Chen put the clothes in her hand next to Zhu Ping'an, "Try to see if they fit!"
"It fits, it must fit, it must fit. Mother, you are so kind." Zhu Ping'an grinned, his mouth was as sweet as honey. His protest finally took effect, and he finally didn't have to wear open-crotch pants anymore.
"You little bastard only knows how to be sweet, I owed you three in my last life!" The mother complained, but her kindness could not be concealed.
"You have light during the day, but you don't use it. You waste oil at night."
My grandmother passed by the window and saw the lights in the east and west wing rooms. She couldn't help but yell a few words. These daughters-in-law are really wasteful mothers. They waste so much oil. If they had saved the oil lamps at night, the money would be enough for my grandson to go to school.
"Oh, I know, mother. I'll turn off the oil lamps now." Father Zhu Shouyi answered immediately.
I still have other clothes to mend. Mother Chen was so angry that she glared at my father. My father just smiled foolishly, which made my mother stare at my father.
"Laugh, laugh, laugh, you only know how to laugh foolishly. Your wife and children have been bullied to death by your mother, and you can only laugh foolishly!" Mother Chen couldn't stand my father's soft appearance, so she went up and pinched his arm hard.
Zhu Shouyi was a sturdy farmer. Chen's pinching had no effect on him. He still had a foolish smile on his face, just like a punch on cotton, which made Chen very angry.
"I'm so unlucky to marry you!" Chen poked Zhu Shouyi's forehead with her finger in anger.
"I must have accumulated virtue for eight lifetimes to marry such a good wife like you."
Zhu Shouyi usually looks like a dull farmer, but what he said was of a very high standard, which refreshed Zhu Ping'an's three views on this cheap father. It turned out that his father, who was three times more dull than Guo Jing, also had a sweet side. Yes, otherwise how could he marry such a good woman like my mother.
Chen's face turned red. She was shameless and not afraid of spoiling her children!
Zhu Shouyi was stunned by the beauty under the lamp, especially the rare shy side of the fierce Chen.
"Brother, I'm so sleepy." Zhu Ping'an laughed and pulled his elder brother, who was meticulously weaving bamboo baskets, to the small bedroom separated by wooden boards in the wing to rest.
Uh, the next part is not suitable for children.
The hibiscus tent is warm and smooth, and the chanting sounds like nature's music.