After clarifying Wang Qiang's incident, Zhou Qing was in a good mood when cooking.

As for whether the others are good or not, she doesn't know.

Cut vegetables, Zhou Ping came in.

He moved a small stool and sat in front of the stove, "Sister, I'll burn the fire."

He held a fire shovel in his hand, stuck out his butt and looked at the door with no one. Zhou Ping pulled Zhou Qing's trouser legs.

"Sister, am I doing well today?"

Zhou Qing...

Cut the dish and looked down at Zhou Ping. Seeing that his little face was full of praise, Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Okay."

Zhou Ping said, "Can the eldest sister let the second uncle teach me when he writes?"

After saying that, Zhou Ping raised his head and continued to fear that Zhou Qing would not agree.

"Sister, don't worry, I don't need the paper you bought for my second uncle. I will just write on the ground with a tree stick. I don't take up too much time for my second uncle. My second uncle just teaches me how to recognize a few words a day.

When I have knowledge, if someone bullies my elder sister in the future, I can help her.

When the eldest sister and second sister get married, the other party will see that I am a knowledgeable person and they also respect my eldest sister and second sister."

Zhou Ping's obsidian-like eyes are shiny.

After putting on the facts and reasoning, he pulled Zhou Qing's trouser legs and acted coquettishly.

"Sister, please, good sister, the best and best sister, the beautiful and kind-hearted sister."

Zhou Qing couldn't help but squeeze his face.

As the boy just helped her, he was using this idea.

He is a very concise person.

Zhou Qing had no objection to Zhou Ping's study, and the relationship between two and three bedrooms was also good.

"Do your parents agree?"

Zhou Ping grinned, "Of course, who doesn't want his son to read and read?"

"Where are grandma?"

Zhou Ping smiled and said, "Grandmad and grandma don't agree with the second uncle's study."

Zhou Qing...

have to!

Before they came, they thought about everything.

"Okay, I'll say something to your second uncle."

Zhou Pingle almost jumped up, "I knew my elder sister was the best elder sister. Don't worry, if my brother-in-law bullies you in the future, I will definitely beat him up."

Zhou Qing...

Zhou Yao brought in a handful of wild vegetables and glared at Zhou Ping, "Who are you going to beat up all day long? Be honest, don't be beaten up."

After saying that, put the wild vegetables on the chopping board next to Zhou Qing.

"It's already washed, sister, just make soup."

"OK."

Zhou Ping was on fire, and suddenly thought of something again, and looked up at Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao.

"Big sister, second sister, don't you say that all your girls like bad men? Then why don't everyone like Wang Qiang? He isn't bad enough?"

Zhou Yao raised her hand and slapped Zhou Ping on the head.

"You're a little bit bigger, what are you talking nonsense all day long! Where did you hear it?"

Zhou Ping said aggrievedly: "What the brothers in the village said."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Maybe some people like bad men, but no one likes bad men. Hirako can't be bad."

Zhou Ping flipped his eyelids, but he didn't know if he understood it. Anyway, he was still burning the fire without saying a word.

Zhou Yao sighed in anger, "I think it's really tight."

However, Zhou Yao heard Zhou Qing's bad man.

This is broken, not only refers to Wang Qiangle, but also to his heart.

The three siblings got started together, and dinner was ready after a while.

Zhou Huaihai entered the door on time at mealtime.

Zhou Qing served Zhou Huaishan a bowl firmly. Although Sun had a dark face this time, he didn't say anything.

Not knowing what happened at home yet, Zhou Huaihai sat at the dining table and looked at Zhou Qing, "I heard that you went to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones, the store bought one and get two free. You spent a pen to buy a pen, and someone gave a thick stack of paper and an inkstone?"

Zhou Qing took a sip of wild vegetable soup, and almost spit it out when he heard this.

Cheng Wu's big mouth.

"Um."

Zhou Qing lowered his head and responded.

When it comes to pen, ink, paper and inkstone, this topic naturally comes to Zhou Huaishan's reading.

Sun said in a dark face and said in a very strong tone: "I almost forgot this. You can carry your uncle's house in a while and keep it for your brother."

Zhou Qing didn't say anything.

This is a quarrel, why bother?

"Did you hear me?"

Zhou Qing didn't speak, but Sun couldn't help but let her go.

"Your father is raising his legs at home these days. When his legs are well, he will go to the fields to farm."

Zhou Ping looked at Zhou Qing with a gaze.

"Milk, my father won't farm anymore. Those papers and pens were bought for my father. If my brother wants to use them, I can divide half of the paper, so I don't have any money."

Zhou Qing said calmly.

Before Sun's bombing, Zhou Qingping said quietly: "Milk, I know why you don't let my father study. Isn't it just that my father's school money is not enough for my elder brother to use it? Don't worry, my father is studying, I won't get money from my family."

"Fuck! If you don't take money, what do you want to study? If you don't have money to study?" Sun cursed.

"My father is literate. My father can copy books. The copied books can be sold at the bookstore. Although they are not valuable, they can earn some money. When will they save enough tuition fees and when will they go to study?"

After pausing, Zhou Qing looked at Mr. Zhou.

"As for the land at home, although my father doesn't grow it, I used to hire someone who was responsible for. I'll pay the money I hired for my father's money to sell it. In this way, my father can study, and the family will not be affected, right?"

As he said that, Zhou Qing smiled and said, "My father can't read anything, and he won't lose anything. If my father reads something, won't you be glorious?"

Zhou Qing tried to speak calmly.

After all, this matter is just a quarrel, and it will never end.

Just as Zhou Qing finished speaking, Zhou Huaihai snorted very lightly in his nose, shook his head and sighed.

He thought the second room was just making a fuss as usual, but he didn't expect it to be serious.

"Why can anyone copy books just by wanting? If everyone can earn money from copying books, then the bookstore should not open business and just do charity. The students of those academies cannot come to this opportunity. Your father would have read books for a few days more than 20 years ago, and he would have it?"

The implication is particularly obvious.

Stop toads wanting to eat swan meat!

"Uncle, although my father has been farming over the years, he will secretly practice writing with tree sticks on the ridge of the field whenever he has time. His calligraphy is not bad."

As he spoke, Zhou Qing glanced at Mr. Zhou, and then said with great sensation: "My father is still thinking about studying."

These words hit Mr. Zhou's heart.

Back then, the eldest and second brother studied together, and the second brother was no worse than the eldest brother.

But the family is poor and there is no way.

I didn't expect that so many years have passed...

When I think of the second child who can practice calligraphy on the ridge of the field with a tree stick, and when I think of the second child crying this morning, Mr. Zhou felt uncomfortable.

Seeing Mr. Zhou showing a heartache expression, Sun spat, "Even the students in the academy don't get the chance. Can your father get it with a tree stick? Don't embarrass him."

Assistant Zhou Ping blinked his eyes and looked at Zhou Huaihai, "Uncle, have you ever asked the bookstore to refuse?"
Chapter completed!