When Chen Wenhe heard that Ning Pengpeng asked his daughter to be his wife, he was already stunned. When he realized what he was doing, he hissed. It turned out that he was so excited that he pulled out several beards on his chin with his own hands. Come down.
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"Don't worry, Mrs. Chen. If Miss Chen is willing, her share of the cultivation will be made up by the old woman. Miss Chen will never suffer a loss."
Ning Pengpeng knew that Mrs. Chen's family was very poor when she helped her family move.
Even if he teaches ancestry in the Ning family, at Chen Huilan's age, they will get married in a few years.
By then, I'm afraid I won't be able to provide a decent dowry, and it will be much more difficult to find my husband's family.
After all, Chen Wenhe is a scholar, and the husband he finds for his daughter will naturally not be such a vulgar and reckless man.
If you are looking for a scholar, you will naturally have to prepare a generous dowry so that your daughter will not have to go to the fields and suffer too much after marrying him.
At present, the Chen family can't really give much to Chen Huilan.
Now that Ning Pengpeng has given Chen Huilan an opportunity to earn her dowry, Chen Wenhe must be lying if he says he is not interested.
"Only teach those female dolls?"
"Yes, just like Mrs. Chen pities her own daughter, the old woman doesn't want the girls from the Ning family to be blind."
Hearing Ning Pengpeng's words, Master Chen couldn't help but feel a little moved. He hesitated for a moment and then said.
"Well, let me ask my daughter first, if she is willing, then give it a try!
If she doesn't want to, then the matter will be dropped."
"Thank you Master Chen. Master has a saintly heart and is a blessing to my descendants of the Ning family."
Having said this, Ning Pengpeng stood up and solemnly blessed Master Chen.
"Mrs. Ning is too polite. It's just a small effort, not as good as you said."
You can wear it a thousand times, but you can never wear it to flatter yourself.
Chen Wenhe blushed and waved his hands to Ning Pengpeng, saying that he was not as good as that saint.
After Ning Pengpeng left, Chen Wenhe felt dizzy and remembered that he hadn't asked his daughter what she wanted. Why, in the conversation between him and Mrs. Ning just now, the other party seemed sure that her daughter would agree?
When Chen Wenhe told Chen Huilan with some distress that Mrs. Ning asked her to teach the girls of the Ning family to read and write, Chen Huilan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Dad, I promise."
In fact, Chen Huilan prefers reading to embroidery.
But she also knew that the family was facing serious difficulties.
Dad studies alone and spends so much money.
If she were like her father and ignored the common affairs and only read the books of sages, the only one who would be tired would be her mother Xie. How could she be so cruel?
Her father studied to take the imperial examination, but she was a girl. No matter how many books she read, she could not pass the imperial examination. Therefore, Chen Huilan had no choice but to give up her love. She no longer held books to read, but embroidered in the embroidery studio to earn some money. to supplement family income.
Now that he could both study and earn money, how could Chen Huilan not be willing to do so? She nodded and agreed.
Chen Wenhe did not expect that his daughter would be so happy when she heard the news that she was asked to be his wife, with thoughtful eyes in her eyes.
On the other hand, Mr. Xie stepped forward with a frown and spoke softly to Chen Wenhe.
"Sir, Huilan will be seeing you in a few years. Isn't it inappropriate to show up like this?"
When Chen Wenhe heard his wife mention this matter, he was initially a little shaken but immediately became firm.
"Qin Niang, it is precisely because Huilan is going to see her in a few years that I hesitate to agree!
After all, Mrs. Ning agreed that she only needed to teach the girls in the Ning family to read, and she did not require them to know poetry and songs, and would give Huilan another copy of the book.
Huilan also took advantage of these few years to save some dowry for herself.
It's because I'm useless that you and Huilan are tired and suffer with me."
Chen Wenhe pressed his broken leg, which was still unable to walk, and said in frustration.
No matter how reluctant Ms. Xie was, after hearing these words from Chen Wenhe, she could only close her mouth, cover her eyes and cry.
“Mom, dad, this is a great thing, why should we be unhappy?
Mom, I promise to teach those girls how to read only in the inner courtyard and not to cause trouble outside the inner courtyard.
Even if I teach those girls how to read, they will never give up their embroidery work."
Chen Huilan took Xie's hand and assured her.
She knew that her mother was worried about her reputation, but if she didn't leave the inner courtyard, there wouldn't be any bad gossip to spread!
After hearing her daughter's assurance, Ms. Xie's eyes turned red and she stopped crying.
Mrs. Xie reached out and touched her daughter's hair. How wonderful would it be if she were a boy?
Knowing what Chen Huilan had agreed to, Ning Pengpeng nodded with satisfaction.
She planned to send her children over four years old to school, so Ning Yongpeng studied with Master Chen.
Ning Youxi, Ning Cheng'er and Ning Mian'er went to learn literacy from Chen Huilan.
That's right, Ning Youxi has one more thing to do after cooking by herself.
That is to take her two nieces to school together every day and learn knowledge from Chen Huilan, who is about the same age as her.
After embroidery, holding a brush and writing on paper every day became what Ning Youxi hated most.
She was holding the brush, but accidentally it turned into a lump of ink.
It's light, but it keeps disconnecting. I don't know what it says.
Whenever this happens, Ning Youxi feels that it is better to embroider. At least when the embroidery needle pricks her finger, she still knows how well she can control her strength!
Hearing from her mother-in-law that only children over four years old were allowed to go to clan school, Ms. Wang sighed helplessly.
She originally thought that her eldest son would be ready to enter school, but she didn't expect that he was still one year younger.
People in the village knew that Ning Pengpeng had sent his daughter and two granddaughters to school to be taught literacy by Mrs. Chen's daughter. There were some shy ones who also wanted to come to class.
But Ning Pengpeng stopped him and said directly.
"If you want to ask the Master to teach you how to read, then bring me your bundles.
I asked Mr. Chen to teach my daughter how to read. That was an additional fee.
If you want to take advantage of it and don’t want to pay for it, then I’m sorry, just get the hell out of here.”
Hearing Ning Pengpeng's insulting words, the petty gainer hummed for a long time without making any sense.
After all, I just ate the flowing water table a few days ago!
You can't just turn your back on someone after just a few days, right?
There were also those who learned that they only needed to pay another bundle of money to help their girls learn to read, so they immediately took action and quickly paid for the bundle of money.
For example, Ning Youzhi's eldest granddaughter, Ning Yu'er, is the same six years old as Ning Cheng'er, but the month is older than Ning Cheng'er.
But the actual seniority is one generation younger than Ning Cheng'er, so they have to be called Aunt Ning Cheng'er and Ning Mian'er, and Aunt Ning Youxi is Nv Nai.
In addition to Ning Yu'er who goes to school, there are also Ning Youzhi's eldest and third children. All children over the age of four have to go to school.