"Haste makes waste, you're still young." Mrs. Lin spoke warmly and touched Zhan Feiyu's head comfortingly, but he also understood why she was so urgent, "Xiaoyu, write these words again. .”
Zhan Feiyu was grateful for Master Lin's extra guidance, but he had no intention of relaxing. He could only continue studying in the future after passing the childbirth examination.
Grinding lightly, licking the pen hard, keeping his little arms like lotus roots flat, Zhan Feiyu started copying on the copybook, while Mrs. Lin standing aside pointed out the areas that needed attention from time to time. The large characters that were originally just upright and neat gradually gained a frame and character. .
School is out at Youshi private school. It is already three quarters of Youshi, and the sky is getting dark.
Master Lin lit the oil lamp, looked at Zhan Feiyu who was sitting aside and copied the copybook carefully, and then picked up the book and started reading.
"Your father is so obsessed with this." Mr. Wang frowned and looked at the brightly lit study, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.
Shu Xiu, who also had only ten taels of silver, taught this girl extra after school every day. Instead of telling her, he even gave her pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and copybooks. Those who didn't know it thought she was the daughter of the Lin family!
"Mom, my qualifications are average and my health is not good. Dad teaches Xiaoyu so much just for the sake of the family." Lin Xiuyuan and Zhan Dalang are the same age, but they have lost a lot of weight, and their complexion is also sickly and pale, which is the frailty brought from mother's womb.
At that time, my father was able to open a private school in the county, but he was squeezed out by Zhang Xiucai of Hongyuan Private School. In the end, he had to set up a private school in the village to make a living.
Lin Xiuyuan really wanted to win glory for his father, but unfortunately he was in poor health, and the students in the private school were all children of peasant families, with few talented people and not as hard-working as their heads and shoulders.
During the county examinations in February and July every year, Lin Xiuyuan faced all kinds of ridicule and ridicule from Zhang Xiucai. Lin Xiuyuan only hated himself for being incompetent. Now that his father has accepted a talented student like Xiaoyu, it is normal for his father to pay special attention to Xiaoyu.
When Mrs. Wang looked at her son, who was only ten months old but already wearing a jacket, she felt as distressed as if she had been pricked with needles.
If he had not fallen down and given birth prematurely, Xiuyuan would not have taken medicine without learning how to breastfeed. In recent years, he has been neither cold nor hot, and he will always get sick when the weather suddenly turns cold.
Wang held Lin Xiuyuan's cold hand, already overwhelmed by self-blame and guilt, "Xiuyuan, my mother is sorry for you."
"Mom, the doctor also said that as long as you take good care of me, I will be no different from ordinary people." Lin Xiuyuan laughed openly and helped Wang to walk into the house.
But looking back at the bright study room, there was deep envy in his eyes. My body was useless, and my father could only pin his hopes on Xiaoyu.
In the study room, Mrs. Lin inspected several large characters copied by Zhan Feiyu and nodded with satisfaction, "You should take these two books back to you first, "Poems of a Thousand Families" and "Rhythm Enlightenment". Mr. Chen's poetry was famous far and wide in his early years. Every year The test poems for the county examination were all written by Mr. Chen himself."
The test poems in the county examination are usually five characters and six rhymes or five characters and eight rhymes. As long as the antithesis and rhyme are OK, it does not pay attention to the conception and literary talent. However, Mr. Chen loves poetry, so if the test poem is good, it will naturally be a bonus. item.
Compared with children from scholarly families who have been nurtured since childhood, agricultural students are very lacking in poetry and rhyme. Master Lin also saw that Zhan Feiyu was different from other schoolchildren. She was rushing to take the imperial examination, so poetry must be grasped. .
"Yes, Master." Zhan Feiyu nodded and suppressed the gratitude welling up in her heart. She was only a seven-year-old schoolchild, so saying that she was grateful and repaying her kindness was empty, and she would only wait for the future.
By the time Zhan Feiyu came out of the private school, it was almost dark. Fortunately, it was only a quarter of an hour away from home. Zhan Feiyu walked slowly to the village with his schoolbag on his back, thinking he was exercising.
Suddenly, he felt a tingling sensation on his back. Zhan Feiyu looked back and saw that there was no one on the road, but there were people working in the fields not far away, and the forest on the left was also silent.
"Woof woof!" The other big yellow on the dirt road swung its tail and flew towards Zhan Feiyu.
"Dahuang!" Zhan Feiyu shouted in a crisp voice, his short legs squeaking and speeding up. Dahuang is a human being and would pick up Zhan Feiyu on the way home every time. This is why Boss Zhan and Mrs. Li didn't come to pick them up.
After touching Dahuang's head, Zhan Feiyu led Dahuang Xiong homeward with great energy. At this moment, in the dark forest, a rickety figure poked its head out, staring at the leaving person and dog with gloomy eyes.
Zhan family.
"Mom, what happened?" Zhan Feiyu, who returned home, felt keenly that something was wrong in the atmosphere.
The main room was dark. In the past, candles would be lit at this time. My mother, second aunt, and third aunt used the light to mend things. My father also repaired farm tools, and my second uncle told my uncle about what he had seen in the county.
Putting the sweet potatoes and steamed buns on the table, Mrs. Li sat aside and whispered: "Your third aunt was beaten by your milk at noon. She made a fuss about separating the family. In the evening, she took Erlang and Niuniu back to her parents' home."
Tomorrow is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and the private school is on holiday. Mrs. Li plans to take Zhan Feiyu to the county to buy calligraphy practice paper, and will go back to Li's house in the morning. There are only three siblings in her family. Li is the youngest, and the eldest brother who is now the head of the family also loves her.
She, Mrs. Li went back to borrow some money. When she came back in the afternoon, she found out that Mr. Ma had been beaten by Mrs. Zhan.
Zhan Feiyu's gesture of chewing the bun was not something she assumed with the greatest malice, but after hearing the cause and effect, if this was not instigated by her second wife, Zhan Feiyu wrote his name backwards.
"Second uncle and second aunt will not separate their families." Zhan Feiyu thought with a stern face. It was definitely a cover to instigate third aunt to separate the family, but Zhan Feiyu couldn't figure out the intention for a moment.
Mrs. Li looked at Zhan Feiyu, who was frowning and looking like a young adult, and couldn't help but laugh, "The county magistrate has approved your study. After two years and you pass the child examination, my mother will do whatever it takes to get you to study."
Go down."
Dalang has been studying for four years and has not passed the county examination. However, Mrs. Li secretly asked Mrs. Lin before. With Xiaoyu's intelligence and diligence, he will definitely pass the child examination in two years. By then, he will be named a girl and have a second wife.
If we continue to make a fuss, the village chief and the head of the Hezhan family will never agree.
Zhan Feiyu lowered his head and continued to nibble on the bun. His mother was still too kind. The bruise on his waist took more than a month to heal. His second uncle could have kicked him cold-bloodedly and ruthlessly. How could he let himself continue to study? Dafang
Once it is established, how can it be done to the second wife?