Author: Wen Jiutao

Sankui put on new admission clothes. Sankui didn't go to the academy in the past two days. Qilang brought them back.

Jiuli buttoned up the buttons for him and adjusted his belt.

When Sankui stood in the sun wearing this hospital uniform, his whole body was exuding a layer of light, as if the surrounding sunlight had lost its luster. This ordinary clothes did not look out of the ordinary on Qilang.

But when he wears it, why does it feel like it’s not the same style of clothing?

Not just him, even Xiao Yuanzi who was practicing boxing next to him couldn't help but asked, "Are the clothes worn by the smelly brother-in-law and the clothes worn by Brother Qilang the same?"

My aunt couldn't help but raise her head and look at Sankui standing there. She smiled meaningfully and without saying any more words, she continued to eat melon seeds with her head down, but there was clearly some story hidden in her eyes.

As usual, Jiuli sent Sankui to the foot of the mountain to make a bullock cart. Qilang was still the first to stand in line. He was more interested in Sankui than himself now.

Sankui's legs and feet were not good, and he had just undergone surgery, so he needed to sit in a stable position, so Shichiro was the first to arrive, just to occupy a seat for Sankui.

The people in the car still looked at him strangely, and someone not far away whispered, "I got the last one in the exam, and the last one also got admitted as a boy student, so I can go to school rain or shine, and I'm worthy of that little fool."

, it’s not in vain for her to send him to the academy every day.”

"You are just a child. If you want to become a scholar like Dalang, it will be harder than reaching the sky."

Everyone was chatting here, and Jiu Li could hear it clearly. It wasn't a big deal, so we couldn't shut them up, right?

Even if they don't discuss it at this time, they will discuss it behind their backs.

Jiuli didn't bother to care anymore and let them talk.

Mrs. Ruan Er was originally sending Ruan Dalang to ride on an ox cart. From a distance, she saw San Kui, who was wearing the uniform of Yuelu Academy. The unparalleled San Kui felt a little unhappy, but after hearing what the people in the village had just said, their mother

They both felt much more comfortable.

Everyone’s eyes are still sharp, and they still recognize their elder brother, right?

This little cripple's studies have basically come to an end. I'm afraid he can't hope to become a scholar in this life. He can just stay in Tongsheng for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Ruan's waist suddenly stood up straight, as if she had gained strength in an instant. She walked past San Kui with her head held high and brushed San Kui's shoulder.

Jiuli supported Sankui, and neither of them looked up at her, but took a step back to make way for her.

Ruan Er Niang felt even more satisfied in her heart. They themselves are self-aware, right? One day they will have to rely on our elder brother, right? It seems it is too late for you to know. Ruan Er Niang snorted coldly in her heart.

After everyone got on the bullock cart, they still sat in the same way as before. Sankui sat in the middle, Qilang next to him, and Dalang stayed far away from them, not saying a word all the way.

No matter what everyone said, he would not interrupt. For fear of losing his identity, even if his name was called, he would just turn his head and look at them without saying a word.

Every time he approached the entrance of the academy, he always mentioned getting out of the car and would never enter the entrance with Sankui and Qilang.

The academy has been divided into six classes. Class A and Class B. Class A is divided into high, middle and low classes; Class B is also divided into high, middle and low classes.
Chapter completed!