Shanxia said, "yes, miss is getting older now. You can't just send people away like last year. We don't have no money at home."
Shi Xiaorui said: "Ran Ran Ran's forgetful temperament, who dares to give her more? Besides, she's not going out now. She doesn't need money. "
When she was a child, at least she could buy something in the canteen at the school gate. Now Lu Xiran has never been out of the house alone. In this case, what's the difference between giving more and less lucky money? There's no place for flowers anyway.
Mo Ju said, "it's lucky to send lucky money. Your coppers are too shabby. Don't let God think our family is so poor. Next year, it will make our fortune worse."
Shi Xiaorui was headache by them. Although it's easy to give a gold and silver spindle, it's a little bit of nothing new.
However, although Shi Xiaorui lacks imagination, she has a lot of small ideas in her memory. She immediately decided to find a craftsman to make some small animal images of the Chinese Zodiac with gold and silver for her children, or snacks such as melon seeds, peanuts, apples and oranges look lovely.
As soon as she said the idea, everyone clapped for it.
Because she was not the first one to come up with the idea of beating small things with gold and silver, and it's not surprising that many high-ranking people have done the same.
A few people soon agreed to ask which craftsman in the capital is good at craftsmanship and not greedy for his master's things. We need to know that in today's technology, there will be some consumption in re forging gold and silver into other shapes. Sometimes this consumption is not easy to calculate, so the craftsman's character is very important.
Now the only worry is that the Chinese New Year is just a few days away. Craftsmen may not be willing to work hard at this time.
Several people discussed it and it was settled.
Seeing that new year's Eve is coming in a few days, Chen Fu Zi also gives the students a holiday in the school.
The students in his school are all children. Few children of this age really like learning. At this time, they are overjoyed to hear that Chen Fu Zi is going to have a holiday. If Chen Fu Zi were not still standing in the classroom, they would be as noisy as the monkeys on the mountain.
An Chang is no exception. Although he was photographed in the majesty of Chen Fu Zi, he still lowered his head and whispered to Lu Ming: "it's a good holiday! I thought master really wanted to teach us until new year's Eve! You know, the Imperial College has been on holiday for several days! "
Before Lu Ming had time to answer, Chen Fu Zi continued: "although I'm giving you a holiday, I can't delay my studies."
After listening to this sentence, an Chang's face wrinkled.
Sure enough, Mr. Chen soon announced that in order to let students have something to do in the first month, the class time today should be extended, and everyone's homework should be pushed forward, so as to ensure that everyone can have homework to ponder when they are not in class.
Maybe it's because Mr. Chen said this with a smile. In addition, Mr. Chen didn't control them strictly. Although the students were awed by him, they were never afraid of him when they didn't make mistakes. Therefore, as soon as he said this, there was a very clear sigh in the school.
The sighing made the students jump.
Each of them sighed very little, but all of them sighed at the same time, and sighed as if they had agreed to get together, which was even louder than the usual reading.
Chen Fuzi was stunned for a moment, and then a smile came out on his face.
As soon as the students saw that Chen Fu Zi was not angry, they suddenly became a little more daring and muttered in a low voice: "every day in the first month is busy. Why do you still have to read?"
"That's right. My uncle's cousin said yesterday that he wanted to have fun with me. The school he went to had a long holiday. He didn't have to do anything in the first month, just play."
"One year will be the first month of the year..."
As the students spoke, they quietly went to see Chen Fu Zi's face.
Chen Fuzi is also a student from childhood. How can he not know what these children think?
He was angry and funny, and said with a reproachful tone: "learning is like sailing against the current. Once you relax, you have to work harder to pick it up. Although the first month is a holiday for you, it doesn't mean that you go crazy all day. Even if you don't get any benefit in your study, at least you have to go back and forth and forget what you learned before. "
Chen looked at them and said, "if you don't take a vacation once a year, you'll have to learn again. If you delay, how much can you learn in a year?"
The students stopped talking. They all bowed their heads and listened to Chen's lecture.
This year's master is still very authoritative in the hearts of the students. Tiandijun's parents and teachers are in it. If it comes out that any scholar does not respect his teacher, unless his teacher really has a big mistake, his reputation will be wasted, and how can it be washed away.
Chen said this paragraph, looking at the students below, there was no joy on their faces, and he felt that what he just said might be a little heavy.
Among these students, the oldest is only 11 years old. Even if they know that it is necessary to study hard, it is inevitable that they have a chance to play.
When Chen Cheng thought of this, he looked at his two proud students.
An Chang was as depressed as he thought, but Lu Ming, who was sitting next to him, looked as usual. He didn't think there was anything worrying about the arrangement of schoolwork for the Chinese New Year.
On second thought, Mr. Chen understood that Lu Ming's family was not local, but later moved to the capital. In addition, there were not many old friends and relatives, so he didn't think it was a big deal to go back to his hometown to reunite with relatives.
Looking at Lu Ming, Chen Fu Zi couldn't help thinking of himself.
He was complacent when he was young, but an accident happened soon, which broke his revenge.
His career as an official was blocked, and he didn't want to be an adviser to others. In the end, he had to be a teacher. His good future was ruined, and his family didn't understand it. Chen Cheng was young at that time, and he didn't want to be looked at with pitiful eyes, so he came to the capital alone. After that, he never went back to his hometown. He just sent a letter to go back to his hometown every Spring Festival.
Fortunately, he is not the only son of the family, nor the eldest son. With an elder brother to take care of his parents, he can feel at ease.