Zhao Xianhui pulled her daughter over and whispered: "If you want to talk to Jia Ping'an, why do you pay attention to Yang Deli? He is short and ugly, and he is not a good match."

Aunt Wang blushed, "My mother..."

"It's useless to call Aye!" Zhao Xianhui said with a cold face: "Mom is just thinking of asking you to marry a good family. Don't suffer like this with your mother. Why? Are you not happy?"

Aunt Wang felt uncomfortable, and several men over there also came over.

"Han Wei, a professor at the Imperial College, met Jia Wenshu."

Several people introduced themselves one after another, and Jia Ping'an was stunned, "I dare to ask everyone..."

Han Wei said with a bright look: "Jia Wenshu, is that Mouhe Fanggai annotated by you? I'm here to ask for advice!"

Well!

It's actually for this?

Who leaked it?

It must be Li Banxian.

Li Banxian... Imperial College, this is going to show off.

Then these professors come to play the club?

But if Jia Ping'an's arithmetic level is too high, will it cause suspicion?

If it is exposed... the risk is very high!

Thinking of this, Jia Ping'an felt a scheming in his heart and bowed: "My original teacher liked arithmetic. He also studied for a few years and then learned it from his own. He gained a little. But if there was no guidance from Tai Shiling, how could he understand Mou He Fanggai? He was just helping, Tai Shiling was the master of arithmetic."

Without hesitation, he turned the blame to the hometown teacher and Li Chunfeng who were soaking girls in the water until they died.

Everyone was stunned. When Han Wei thought of Li Chunfeng's words and deeds at that time, he felt that this was wrong.

No, it’s not that it’s that Jia Ping’an is too modest.

"Jia Wenshu, I sincerely ask for advice." Han Wei was moved.

He has never seen such a humble person before.

It can be said to be a noble character.

Haha! I am not like this, are you waiting for you to kick the kid?

Jia Ping'an looked serious, "This is exactly what happened. Although he was young, he also knew how to respect his teachers."

Lao Li refused to accept him as his disciple, but his teacher was different!

The so-called teacher can be a teacher or a like-minded senior.

Jia Ping'an thought of playing Li Banxian's brand first. If others want to use ghosts and gods to deal with him, they have to consider it.

"Jia Wenshu!" Han Wei bowed, and the same was true for several professors.

In this era, the most important thing to value as a role model is not knowledge, but virtue.

If you have poor morals, no matter how high your knowledge is, others will look down on you. No one is willing to send your children to your school for education.

This is to learn morality first when studying, and having no virtue is a disaster. If you want your children to be virtuous, it is one thing for parents to set an example, and teachers’ teaching is also essential.

Therefore, people with high moral character in this era are most respected.

Jia Ping'an clearly independently wrote Mou He Fanggai's notes, but because Li Chunfeng got involved, he humbly retreated. Such virtues... made people feel moved.

"Gao Yi, Langjun Jia!" Han Wei bowed.

Damn it!

What are you trying to do?

Are you trying to force me to discuss arithmetic with you?

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Jia Ping'an bowed and returned the greeting.

"Ga Langjun Gao Yi!"

Two bows.

Jia Ping'an returns the gift again.

"Ga Langjun Gao Yi!"

Three bows, relatives return the gift...

Jia Ping'an felt that the atmosphere was wrong and was stunned. He couldn't continue with the third bow.

Han Wei and others bowed but didn't see it. After standing upright, they nodded and said, "We respect Jia Wenshu's virtues, and we will make sense later."

Jia Ping'an was confused, but he didn't want to ask.

Han Wei and others bowed their farewell, and Jia Ping'an "got farewell to them" and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after returning.

Finally, these plague gods were sent away.

"Peace!"

Zhao Xianhui had just witnessed the conversation between Jia Ping'an and Han Wei and others throughout the process, and she couldn't help but feel that this son-in-law really had a wide range of friendship.

"Ahem." Jia Ping'an bowed, "I've met Miss Zhao."

Zhao Xianhui looked proud, "Those are your friends?"

"It's all scholars." Jia Ping'an smiled very kindly, and then walked out.

Sure enough, Zhao Xianhui followed.

"I don't have that kind of thought about the aunt." If Yang Deli hadn't fallen in love with Aunt Wang, Jia Ping'an wouldn't care about this matter.

Zhao Xianhui was stunned, "How is my aunt not good? She is good at managing the house, cooking and cleaning, and she is also virtuous. She can't find a better lady than my aunt with lanterns in Chang'an City. What's your look..."

Jia Ping'an pointed at his eyes, "I have a good look, but you are a little worse."

"What does it mean?" Zhao Xianhui was confused.

"Think about it yourself." Jia Ping'an returned home, Zhao Xianhui was puzzled there, and then slowly entered the house.

Later, when Wang Xueyou and Wang Dachui and his son came back, they saw that she was in a daze, so they asked.

"Then Jia Ping'an didn't like the aunt." Zhao Xianhui's eyes turned red, "What else did he say? His eyes were very good, but mine was not good."

Jacky Wong sat on the steps and looked at the sky speechlessly.

"My husband, tell me." Zhao Xianhui forced her husband to explain.

Jacky Wong said in confusion: "You are a woman, why are you thinking about what you do? Go and cook!"

"Why can't you think about it?" Zhao Xianhui was angry, "I'm thinking about the aunt! You, as a father, don't you, gave birth to an aunt?"

Jacky Wong stood up, "I'm not talking to you."

"Sledgehammer!" Zhao Xianhui grabbed his son, looked at his dark face, and said happily: "My son is so handsome, there will definitely be many young ladies who will like you in the future. Men should be good at it. Mother is not worried about you, but your sister is so beautiful, but Jia Ping'an doesn't like her, and Mother feels uncomfortable."

Wang Daechui looked at his sister who was also dark: "..."

Mom! Can your definition of beauty and handsomeness align with the mainstream?

"You don't know, your father was a popular item back then. A young lady fell in love with your father, but later your father didn't like her, so she became a nun."

Jacky Wong came out of it and frowned and said, "She was still young at that time. Besides, she became a monk and a nun because there was no one in her family."

Zhao Xianhui looked at her husband, "The husband is handsome."

Jacky Wong touched his black face and felt that his life had another goal.

Let your wife insist that she is handsome!

"What does Jia Ping'an's words mean?"

After a man is hit by a woman's tenderness and sweetness, he will be weak in heart and legs, and he will easily agree to something excessive.

But Jacky Wang shook his head and went in again.

"Slay hammer, tell me!" Zhao Xianhui pulled her son and refused to let go.

Wang Dachui said in a muffled voice: "My grandma, do you really want to listen?"

"Of course I have to listen!" Zhao Xianhui said with her head raised: "The boy was so proud that he would become his mother-in-law in the future. Look at me to deal with him."

Wang Dachui glanced at his sister, "My mother, Jia Ping'an is saying you... are blind."

In an instant, Zhao Xianhui jumped up, "How dare he say this?"

Wang Dachui took the opportunity to break free from her hand and went in.

Zhao Xianhui became more and more angry as she thought about it, and shouted to the next door: "Jia Ping'an, I'm not finished with you."

There was a tree on the wall opposite, and a head slowly poked out from it, looking at this side with a cute look.

Huh huh huh huh...

"ugly!"

Zhao Xianhui looked at Ah Fu with disdain, but there were more and more stars in her eyes.

Cute creature! How many women can resist Ah Fu's cuteness?

Huh!

Ah Fu thought this woman was so fierce and wanted to find her father.

But the tree is very fun!

What is that woman doing?

What did she actually make...spicy porridge?

"Ugly, do you want to eat?" Zhao Xianhui stepped on the stool, holding a bowl in her hand, with some porridge inside.

Huh!

I am the proud Ah Fu.

but……

Bajibaji...
Chapter completed!