"There is a poem that goes: Two lines are obtained in three years, and one recitation brings tears to my eyes. I figured out a poem in two or three days. Brother, you are too demanding." The despised Zhan Feiyu smiled cheekily.
, the little white eyes rolled out of the sky.
As a science student in her previous life, arithmetic was her strong point!
In the darkness, Chongguang nodded fiercely with a look of approval. After many years, he finally found his soulmate!
When I was studying in the palace with Master Qi, I used up a bottle of anti-swelling ointment in three days. Thinking about it makes me cry. I am a forbidden dragon guard who fights with his fists. Why should I study and compose poems? It’s not that I am stupid, it’s Master Qi’s request.
high!
"Your shameless appearance really doesn't match the poetry and music." Yin Wuyan said coldly, then ruthlessly added, "This figure doesn't match either."
Even if the so-called talented woman does not have the demureness of a delicate flower or the graceful grace of a weak Liu Fufeng, at least she is not stocky or short and fat.
This is definitely a personal attack! Zhan Feiyu stood up and angrily glared at Yin Wuyan who was making fun of him. Unfortunately, he was too short and lacked the momentum.
After a few moments and stood on the rock behind him, Zhan Feiyu angrily said, "A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated! I'm fat and I don't eat your rice, I drink your water! Besides, I'm growing, and I will be able to wait another ten years.
One smile can captivate a city, another smile can captivate a country!"
With her chubby face and the fierce look of cursing others with her arms akimbo, Yin Wuyan looked away contemptuously, not to mention ten years, she wouldn't be able to become a peerless beauty even if she was given twenty years.
"Big brother! Now that you are ignoring me, I will make it impossible for you to reach higher in the future!" Zhan Feiyu held his double chin high and his chest high. His verbal rebuttal was pale, but wait for the future...
Bursting into laughter, the amused Chongguang walked out of the darkness, looked at Zhan Feiyu, who was glaring at him, and mocked unceremoniously: "Fat girl, even if you get the top prize all the way, you will still be the one who cannot reach the top!
"
Zhan Feiyu suddenly lost his temper and blinked at the stern Yin Wuyan. Well, someone was born in Rome!
"Brother, I was joking just now." When the conversation changed, Zhan Feiyu smiled extremely flatteringly.
If it weren't for Yin Wuyan's cold attitude towards strangers, he would have used his paws to tidy up his clothes and get closer to him.
"What about your ethics as a scholar?" Chongguang looked at Zhan Feiyu who suddenly changed his face in astonishment, "Who just said that scholars can be killed and not humiliated!"
Raising his eyebrows and rolling his eyes, Zhan Feiyu glanced at Chongguang with disdain, and thumped his chest, "A scholar will die for his confidant! Big brother has been kind to me, and I am a good bird who chooses his right tree."
Habitat!"
What is moral integrity? Can you eat it?
How could he be so shameless? Shigeguang nodded his head knowingly. This fat girl would definitely be a sycophant in the future! No wonder he could only stay in the Forbidden Dragon Guard. These scholars are full of calculations and have been so cunning since they were young.
In addition to being thick-skinned, he can also be flexible! Yin Wuyan looked at Zhan Feiyu who was arrogant. If other people were like this in front of him, Yin Wuyan would not even look at him.
But maybe it's because Zhan Feiyu is young, or maybe it's because she showed her subtlety so plainly, but she didn't feel disgusted at all.
"What is this?" After receiving the letter from Yin Wuyan, Zhan Feiyu opened it and chuckled, "The Zeng family is in trouble, and someone wrote an informant letter to him."
I was probably afraid that someone would see it, because I wrote the letter with my left hand. The handwriting was ugly and tight, and the words were blunt and crude.
The letter stated that although Boss Zhan was exterminated, he still lived in the village. The old patriarch and the village chief were just fooling the Zeng family. He also wrote that because of the little prodigy Zhan Feiyu, people in the village said that merchants like Shopkeeper Zeng were
It’s not even worthy of carrying her shoes!
In order to arouse the anger of the Zeng family, he also made up many words to humiliate the Zeng family, and the person who spoke so brazenly and did not take the Zeng family seriously was none other than Zhan Feiyu.
"You are not a big person, but you have a lot of enemies." Chongguang joked with a smile.
"You are mediocre if you don't make others jealous!" Zhan Feiyu smiled proudly and arrogantly, shaking the letter in his hand, "Thank you, big brother, I will give the letter to the Master to read."
Such an ugly word, such a malicious complaint, I could tell with my fingers that it was Zhan Dalang who did it. No wonder he took leave today.
Looking at Zhan Feiyu leaving, Chongguang shook his head, "Master Qi, the fat girl is quite smart. She guessed it was Dalang Zhan as soon as she read the letter."
Yin Wuyan turned to look at Chongguang, looking at him until his heart went crazy, and then he said coldly: "If you have a grudge against her, the grass on the grave will be as tall as the other person."
"Master Qi, I don't want you to be so partial!" Chongguang protested repeatedly, imitating Zhan Feiyu and beating his chest loudly, "I admit that the fat girl is quite powerful, but she is far from good enough to kill me."
"Can you sneak into the Zeng family's herb garden silently?" A mocking voice sounded.
Chongguang's expression froze, and Yin Wuyan's second question had already sounded, "Or do you know Zhu Youshu?"
Seeing Chongguang who had nothing to say, he unceremoniously made the ultimate kill, "Or can you steal the poisoned tea?"
"I..." Chongguang looked defeated. Well, he was able to kill the jade-faced man with his own hands. The fat girl is indeed a ruthless person!
"Can……"
As soon as Chong Guang said a word, Yin Wuyan looked over with a warning look, and his voice was cold, "Don't worry about what you shouldn't care about, and don't ask about what you shouldn't ask!"
Isn't this called partiality? Chongguang kept cursing in his heart. Fortunately, the fat girl was only seven years old. If she were older, he would suspect that his seventh master was attracted to her.
Rubbing his chin with one hand, Zhongguang shook his head thoughtfully, "The fat girl is too young, Master Qi is not that beastly!"
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The night is dark and windy, killing people and stealing goods.
The lights in Lao Zhan's house had been turned off. In the bedroom at the back of the main house, Mrs. Zhan turned over several times and still couldn't fall asleep, but the bed board was making a creaking sound.
"Old lady, what are you doing? There's no heat in the bed!" Old Man Zhan said angrily.
It's getting cold, and this old quilt is not warm to begin with, so the cold wind comes in when it moves around like this.
"I'm not worried about my family's livelihood!" Mrs. Zhan replied.
Not to mention the loss of reputation of Lao Zhan's family, the eldest son was exterminated, the second son was injured, and the two daughters-in-law quarreled when they met. When Mrs. Zhan thought that all this started when Zhan Feiyu entered the private school, she wished she could be killed.
strangle to death.
The room was dark, and old man Zhan couldn't see Mrs. Zhan's gradually distorted expression. He said in confusion: "I just got back one hundred and fifty taels of silver, and the second brother also said that he would go to the county to do a small business."
One hundred and fifty taels is a large sum of money, and many people will never be able to save that much in their lifetime.
"But you have to hide the money." Old man Zhan warned worriedly. He was not worried about his two sons, but he was worried about his two daughters-in-law.
In fact, what old man Zhan is most satisfied with is the Li family. Although no boss has a son, Li family has a gentle personality.
come out.
"I'm keeping it." Mrs. Zhan touched the key.
She hid the money in the compartment of the suitcase, locked the suitcase with a big lock, and tied the key with a rope and hung it around her neck.
"Old man, Da Lang is right. If that damn girl becomes successful in the future, our Old Zhan family will not be able to gain a foothold in the village." Old Mrs. Zhan's voice was low and hoarse, making people feel chills behind her back. "I let you
The third child bought some almonds, and let little girl give the almond candy to that damn girl tomorrow."
"What kind of candy..." The sleepiness brewing in Old Man Zhan disappeared. He was so shocked that he sat up from the bed and looked at Old Mrs. Zhan who was lying blankly, "Marzipan? Are you crazy?"
Yet?"
Mrs. Zhan also slowly sat up. Covered by darkness, her pair of cloudy old eyes were vicious and emotionless.
"I can't keep that girl! The second brother told me that he confiscated Mr. Zhu's money. Do you think that with the second child's cleverness, he will offend the Zeng family for the money?"
In fact, Old Man Zhan doesn’t really believe Mr. Zhan.
Mrs. Zhan lowered her voice and continued: "The second brother was afraid that the dead girl would block Da Lang's way, so he bribed the blind woman and asked her to destroy the dead girl's face so that she would not be able to take the imperial examination."
"The second child also bought some sweat medicine and put it in the wontons, but it was the second child who took the medicine in the end, and it was also the second child who was almost killed by the blind woman." Mrs. Zhan told everything she had hidden.
"What?" Old Man Zhan almost thought that he heard wrongly, and the second brother actually gave his niece the sweat medicine!
Suddenly feeling even colder, old man Zhan pulled the quilt upwards, but the chill seemed to have penetrated into his bones.
"Old man, since that damn girl changed into wontons, she must have noticed that the second child was going to attack her, but she didn't say anything, and instead took the opportunity to harm the second child! She hasn't mentioned it until now. That damn girl has a dark heart.
Yes, the blood is cold, she didn't say it because she was waiting for revenge in the future."
Old Mrs. Zhan grabbed Old Man Zhan's cold and trembling hand, held it tightly, and said every word fiercely and crazily: "Old man, look at Dalang in the private school, he is either beaten by the master or by Zhu Peng, what the hell?
The girl will not give up until she kills our Lao Zhan family!"
With his lips trembling, old man Zhan originally thought that the matter with the Zeng family was over. Although the result was not satisfactory, the old Zhan family had left one hundred and fifty taels of silver behind.
Inside story.
This is a deadly feud, either you die or I die!
"But it's not like..." Old man Zhan didn't dare to say any more. In the end, Dafang was the one who benefited from this matter to the Zeng family.
The eldest brother was exterminated, but he still stayed in the village.
Not to mention the Li family, who lives alone in three brick houses. The boss is either building a fence, fetching water or chopping firewood. Without his parents-in-law and sisters-in-law, old man Zhan knows that even if he doesn't care about anything, he still knows that the Li family lives a clean and comfortable life.
.
But Zhan Feiyu was adopted and was supported by his family members to study.
Old man Zhan broke the matter into pieces and thought about it. He knew that there must be Zhan Feiyu's hands and feet involved. She has this ability now. When she gets the honor in the future, killing people in the old Zhan family will be as easy as squeezing an ant to death.
"Go to sleep, I'll let you know." After saying this, Mrs. Zhan lay down on her own and closed her eyes to hide the murderous intent in her eyes.
Old Zhan's mind was in turmoil, so he finally lifted up the quilt and wrapped himself up to sleep.
In the darkness, Zhan Feiyu was confused. She originally planned to secretly beat Dalang Zhan, but he got so cowardly that he dared to send an informant letter to the Zeng family.
But then I thought about it, Zhan Feiyu planned to steal ten taels of silver from Mrs. Zhan and stuff it into Dalang Zhan's study. If he lost the money, he would definitely find it, and then the whole family of Lao Zhan would beat Dalang Zhan!
Never expected to hear this, is there anything wrong with marzipan?
In the past few years in the Zhan family, Zhan Feiyu has never eaten almond candy. Almonds are expensive and no one in the village will buy them for eating or making candy. Don’t crushed peanuts taste delicious?
When old man Zhan and old lady Zhan fell asleep, Zhan Feiyu gently opened the door and left.
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The next day, early morning.
The sound of Lang Lang's reading could be heard from the private school. When they heard the clang of rest, the young Meng children like Shanwazi immediately put down their books and ran to the yard to play.
Zhan Feiyu thought about it last night, and the only thing he could think of was allergies.
Since the elder brother can find out that there is medicine in the tea, and it is the so-called secret medicine, then the doctor must be very skilled in medicine. If he had been there, he would not have died even if he ate some almonds.
Zhan Dalang, who was excluded by his classmates, did not go out to play. He glanced at Zhan Feiyu in front of him. When he thought that the Zeng family would cause trouble for her, Zhan Dalang's eyes were filled with the joy of having succeeded in revenge.
The table behind was pushed forward violently, and Zhan Feiyu was hit hard on the back.
"What are you doing?" Turning back, Zhan Feiyu looked at Zhan Dalang who was deliberately causing trouble.
"It's just an accident." He laughed provocatively. Zhan Dalang raised his head and looked at Zhan Feiyu condescendingly, "Don't be proud! Your good days are coming to an end!"
In fact, Zhan Dalang really couldn't understand what the Zeng family was afraid of? This damn girl had a talent for reading, but now she was white.
With the money and power of the Zeng family, Zhan Feiyu would not be able to take the imperial examination as long as her hand was broken or her face was ruined. Zhan Dalang thought that if he were the shopkeeper Zeng, he would have disabled Zhan Feiyu long ago. How could he tolerate her?
So arrogant.
Seeing Zhan Dalang who dared to show off after having done bad things, Zhan Feiyu stood up with a smile, "You mean the informant letter you sent to the Zeng family?"
The smile froze on his face. Zhan Dalang was stunned for a moment, and then asked angrily, "How do you know?"
"What do you think?" Zhan Feiyu asked, shaking his head helplessly, "No one with brains would do such stupid things. Do you think Shopkeeper Zeng is stupid? Or do you think you are smarter than Shopkeeper Zeng?"
Who dares to say that Zeng Yuquan is stupid if he can manage Baofeng Buzhuang? Anyone who underestimates him and offends him will have no happy ending. Otherwise, people in Shangsi County will not say that the Zeng family is domineering and ruthless.
Zhan Feiyu looked at the ugly Zhan Dalang and continued with a smile: "Since Shopkeeper Zeng doesn't retaliate, he must be afraid of something to retaliate. If you write a whistleblower letter, Shopkeeper Zeng will be fooled? Do you think he is?
As stupid as you!"
His proud face turned red just now, and Zhan Dalang opened his mouth, but he also knew that he had done something stupid. Maybe the Zeng family gave the informant letter to Zhan Feiyu in order to please her!
Zhan Feiyu grinned and advised earnestly: "It doesn't matter if you are stupid, read more, reading makes you progress!"
Instead of being able to retaliate, he was ridiculed. Zhan Dalang looked at the smiling Zhan Feiyu, his eyes were red, and he suddenly raised his stool and roared, "I'll smash you to death!"
Damn it! Now it's Zhan Feiyu's turn to be dumbfounded, and he will take action if he doesn't agree!
"Zhan Dalang, what are you doing!" Suddenly, a scolding voice sounded.
As soon as Zhan Dalang's stool was lifted, Zhu Peng rushed in from the door, grabbed the legs of the stool, and pushed it back hard.
"Ah!" Zhan Dalang screamed in pain, the stool hit his nose, and blood flowed out.
Wiping his nose and looking at the red blood on his fingertips, Zhan Dalang, who was already furious, went completely crazy. He hit Zhu Peng with his fist, "I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death..."
Zhu Peng was a dandy, and even in private school he had four or five bad friends. When they saw Zhan Dalang and Zhu Peng fighting, instead of calling him master, they rolled up their sleeves and rushed over to beat Zhan Dalang together.
The table was overturned, the chair was overturned, pens, inks, papers, inkstones and books were scattered on the floor, and they were stepped on. When Mrs. Lin rushed over, the lecture hall was in a mess.
The Master is angry!
Zhan Feiyu, who was standing in the corner, touched his nose guiltily and refused to admit that he wanted to see Zhan Dalang get beaten, so he didn't notify his wife immediately.
"Xiaoyu, Dalang, he's not dead, is he?" Shanwazi's little boys were frightened, and they stood against the wall blankly.
They usually fight in the village, but at most they push me and I kick you. They don't hit you so hard, especially when Zhan Dalang is lying on the ground with blood on his face.
"It's okay, that's a nosebleed." As soon as Zhan Feiyu opened his mouth, he received a serious look from Mrs. Lin. Zhan Feiyu immediately stood up straight and did not dare to speak.
Master Lin helped Zhan Dalang up, "Zhan Xiujun, you..."
"They teamed up to beat me..." Zhan Dalang suddenly hugged Mrs. Lin and burst into tears, his face covered with snot, tears and blood.
It's fine if this is a little Mengtong who is seven or eight years old. Zhan Dalang is already twelve years old and is a half-grown boy. Crying like this will only make people look down upon him.
"Coward!" Zhu Peng curled his lips in disdain and hissed in pain from the wound on his face.
Zhan Dalang was going crazy just now, and Zhu Peng also received several punches in the face.
By the time Zhan Dalang finished cleaning up, the nosebleeds had stopped, but his face was swollen and his eye sockets were black and blue. Fortunately, they were all flesh wounds. Although Zhu Peng and the others were outnumbered, they did not kill him. The boy in his early ten years was only
It was a bit impulsive, and I didn't have any dirty thoughts.
"Everyone write ten large characters and hand them in before school ends!" Mrs. Lin had a sullen face. None of the Meng children sitting down dared to refute. They resignedly took out their pens and paper and started practicing calligraphy.
"All of you, come to the study!" Master Lin looked at Zhan Feiyu, Zhu Peng and the others.
Seeing how they had escaped, Master Lin laughed angrily and said, "You two have twenty tickets! When will you finish writing and when will you go home!"
No! Zhu Peng and his four friends praised him, and followed Master Lin dejectedly to the study room. Twenty large characters had to be inspected by Master Lin, so he probably wouldn't be able to have dinner today.
In the study, Zhan Dalang stared at Zhu Peng and others with hatred on his face, and said in a sharp tone, "Master, you can't be partial, you must punish them severely!"
"Okay Zhan Dalang, why don't you tell us why we were fighting?" Zhu Peng looked at Zhan Dalang who complained with disdain, and said to Master Lin: "Master, just now I saw Zhan Dalang holding up a stool to hit Zhan Dalang.
Feiyu, I stepped forward to stop the fight."
"Yes, Master, you should reward us!" The remaining four people quickly agreed.
"Xiaoyu is our classmate. If that stool is smashed over, Xiaoyu will probably be killed!"
"Zhan Dalang just went crazy. If we didn't beat him down, he would keep attacking. He even picked up the inkstone and tried to hit me."
The young man who spoke pointed at the large ink stains on his clothes. Fortunately, there were more of them, otherwise he would have been hit by the inkstone and he would have been more seriously injured than Zhan Dalang.
"You are talking nonsense! You are all in the same group!" Zhan Dalang retorted loudly, but his eyes evaded with guilt.
"We have always had conflicts with you, but Master, you can ask Zhan Feiyu." Zhu Peng said confidently. Although he took the opportunity to beat Zhan Dalang, he did it first.
Zhan Dalang suddenly clenched his hands and did not dare to look at Mrs. Lin, but he still muttered stiffly, "Zhan Feiyu has a grudge against me, she will definitely help you!"
Master Lin guessed the truth of the matter when he saw Dalang Zhan's guilty and frightened expression.
Although Zhu Peng was a dandy, he spent three days fishing and two days drying nets while studying, but he was honest. Whenever he made a mistake, he honestly received the ruler and rarely lied.
Of course, Mrs. Lin believed in Zhan Feiyu the most. If she wanted to attack Zhan Dalang, she would never use such an inferior method. With Xiaoyu's character and calculation, she could make Zhan Dalang suffer.
I don’t even know who took revenge.
The private school is not far from Jinlin Village and Yujia Village. After waiting for a stick of incense, Landlord Zhu arrived, while Zhan Laoer and Xiao Yao also arrived a long time behind.
"Dalang?" Seeing Dalang Zhan with a bruised nose and swollen face, and looking at the blood dripping on his clothes, little Yao asked eagerly: "Dalang, tell mother, who beat you! Who has lost his conscience?
You little beast, you are going to beat my uncle to death!"
Little Yao looked at the people in the study angrily. When he saw Zhan Feiyu, old and new hatreds came to him, "You little bitch! How dare you harm my uncle!"
Screaming and with a ferocious face, little Yao rushed over, baring his teeth and claws as if he wanted to tear Zhan Feiyu into pieces.
Zhu Peng knew that the women in the village were vulgar and aggressive, but they were respectful to Zhu Peng and always seemed to be a bit flattering. When he saw the crazy little Yao family, Zhu Peng was shocked, "
Zhan Dalang went crazy like this just now."
Zhan Feiyu hid behind the chair in a flash and pushed the chair forward.
The mischievous little Yao was hit on the knee by a chair and screamed in pain.
"That's enough!" Mrs. Lin shouted angrily, looking coldly at little Yao who still wanted to take action, and said word by word: "This is a private school! No one is allowed to be presumptuous!"
Mr. Lin was a scholar and a well-known scholar. He was respected by the villagers. He got angry with a stern face, and his majesty was enough to scare little Yao.
"Don't be ridiculous, listen to what Master said." Zhan Laoer pulled the unwilling little Yao away and apologized sincerely to Master Lin, "Please forgive me, Master, my mother is too worried about Da Lang, that's why she is like this
out of control."
Zhan Feiyu walked to Mrs. Lin and stood next to her. It was the usual method of the former second uncle. He didn't stop the former second aunt when she started to do it. This apology was just a show.
"My poor Dalang, he came to a private school to study but was beaten like this..." Not daring to act, little Yao held Dalang Zhan in his arms and started to cry while singing and chanting.
Landlord Zhu touched his beard, ignored the couple, and bowed his hands to Mrs. Lin, "Master, the naughty dog has caused you trouble again, but I don't know what happened? Although Peng'er is impulsive, he is not a bully.
.”
Master Lin waited for Little Key's crying to subside a little, then told the story again.
"Impossible. My elder brother is a scholar who is taking the imperial examination. How could he hit someone with a stool!" Xiao Yao retorted loudly and looked at Zhan Feiyu, Zhu Peng and others with an angry look, barely pointing at their noses.
Damn it, they teamed up to bully Zhan Dalang.
"I saw it with my own eyes when Zhan Dalang raised a stool to smash Zhan Feiyu!" Zhu Peng sneered and looked at Zhan Dalang with contempt, who dared to do something but didn't act like it. He was really a coward!
The other four people also spoke one after another, and two of them really saw it.
When Xiao Yao saw something was wrong, he suppressed his annoyance and looked at Zhan Feiyu. He forced a smile and said, "Xiaoyu, although you have adopted, Dalang is also your cousin."
"Dalang should teach you how to endorse, otherwise how could you enter a private school? Xiaoyu, you can't be a person without conscience. How could Dalang hit you with a stool? Are you two just joking? They misunderstood!"
Zhan Dalang glared at Zhan Feiyu fiercely, as if to warn her not to talk nonsense.
Zhan Feiyu was speechless. Did he think he would be afraid? "Back to Master, Zhan Xiujun and I did have a quarrel. He got angry and raised his stool to hit me, but Zhu Peng stopped him..."
"You rebellious son, even though Xiaoyu has been adopted, she is still your clan sister!" As soon as Zhan Feiyu finished speaking, Zhan Laoer shouted angrily and slapped Zhan Dalang in the face.
With a snap, a crisp slap sounded, and Zhan Laoer angrily yelled: "If you don't apologize to Xiaoyu and your classmates, no matter what happens between adults, you and Xiaoyu are brothers, how can you do this!"
After being beaten, Zhan Dalang stared blankly at Zhan Lao Er, his face was numb with pain, and his mind was confused.
"My Dalang!" Little Yao didn't expect that Zhan Laoer would take action. When he saw that the corners of Zhan Dalang's mouth were bleeding, he cried out in distress, "You haven't seen that Dalang has been bullied. You
Why are you still beating him! You have the ability to beat them!"
Little Yao was really not acting, she felt sorry for Zhan Dalang and would rather be beaten by herself.
"No matter what, you shouldn't do anything today." Landlord Zhu ordered Zhu Peng to apologize to Zhan Dalang, and then took out a tael of silver as medical expenses. After all, Zhan Dalang, who had a bruised nose and face and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, was beaten badly.
After Landlord Zhu and Zhu Peng left, only Zhan Laoer and his family of three were left in the study. Master Lin took out ten taels of silver and handed them over.
"How can I ask you to compensate me? But my elder brother has indeed suffered, and I don't know how serious the injury is. He should make up for it." Little Yao cried so hard that his red and swollen eyes were gleaming, and before Zhan Laoer could speak, he said
He took the silver and put it in his arms, and he made eleven taels of silver in one fell swoop.
However, Landlord Zhu was so stingy that he only compensated one tael of silver. Little Yao curled his lips, and Mrs. Lin suddenly took out ten taels of silver ingots. Landlord Zhu was so rich that he should have compensated ten taels. If he hadn't
If he runs fast, he can still make him ashamed.
"Master, what are you doing?" Zhan Laoer felt uneasy.
"It has been four years since Zhan Xiujun came to the private school..." Master Lin put all the blame on himself. Generally speaking, he was a master who did not have the ability to teach Zhan Xiujun. He had not figured out the reason after studying for four years.
Reading any further is just a waste of money.
Moreover, Zhan Dalang hit Zhan Feiyu with a stool today. Fortunately, Zhu Peng blocked it, but what about next time? For the safety of other students in the private school, Mrs. Lin had no choice but to let Zhan Dalang drop out of school.
"What? You don't want to take my son in?" Little Yao suddenly lost his excitement as a cashier and asked Mrs. Lin angrily, "Are you going to drive my son away because of that damn girl Zhan Feiyu?"
Zhan Laoer had a gloomy face. He didn't expect Master Lin to be so heartless, but even though Shu Xiu had withdrawn, Master Lin would not change his tune.
Pulling little Yao back, Zhan Laoer nodded, but his face was still ugly, "Master, you don't have to be like this. It's my elder brother who is stupid and not as smart as Xiaoyu. It's normal for Master to look down on him. I'll take care of him right away." Go to the Lang family."
"If you don't want to read, then you won't read. Damn it, we have money, why are we afraid that we won't have a place to study?" Little Yao was so angry that she dragged Dalang Zhan out and raised his voice to show off, "Da Lang, I will give it to you tomorrow." Go to a private school in Shangsi County, if it weren’t for the cheap repairs here, who would come to this poor place!"
The fees at Zhang Xiucai's Hongyuan private school are twice as expensive as Master Lin's. They practice twenty-two bundles a year, not counting the cost of pens and ink. Extra money is required for lunch at the private school.
Master Lin stood at the window and watched Zhan Dalang and the other two people walking away from the courtyard.
Even if today's conflict had not occurred, Master Lin would have persuaded Zhan Dalang to drop out of school when he failed to pass the county examination the year after next. He would have been fourteen years old by then. He was playful and lazy and regarded studying as a child's play. Continuing to study would be just a matter of course. It's just a waste of money and time.