Chapter 115： can't learn

Chapter 115 Can't Learn All

Old Mrs. Wang has never been able to explain things, so being able to say such a reasonable thing this time also shows that she has made up her mind and will never change.

The boys of the old Wang family were quite happy. Except for Mrs. Hu, there was really no scholar in their village.

Mrs. Hu also sponsored several children of the clan to go to school, but none of them were of that kind, and a lot of money was wasted, and Mrs. Hu’s friendship also cost a lot.

Later, people from other families did not dare to go there.

A landlord family dares to cultivate a scholar.

After    sent away several children in the family, Mrs. Wang's son and daughter-in-law surrounded her.

"Mother, is our family going to make a fortune this time?"

All the children in the family are sent to study and learn martial arts, which is a big deal!

At least not a few hundred or a thousand taels of silver, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to think about it.

Old Wang was thinking about the money owed by the family.

Although the creditors are not in a hurry to make them repay, but in the end they have to repay.

According to Lao Wangtou's idea, if the family has money, they should pay off the debt first, pay off the debt first, and then take care of their own family. This is what should be done.

But his old wife has already made up his mind, so naturally he will not refute her face in front of the child.

Xiao Ayu also came out with his brothers, Wang Wulang was sad and gloomy, and Wang Liulang and Wang Qilang were similar.

In Hujia Village, the children are a little afraid of Mr. Hu, not only that, they are also afraid of the masters and clan elders of other families.

But Sanfang had already decided to study literature, and they struggled and couldn't help it.

Wang Wulang snorted and cried, and said to his brothers: "I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the dream of being a general, go and fulfill it for me!"

Wang Erlang shook his head: "I also want to study literature, I'm studying with my father."

When he taught Ayu before, he taught him wrong, and he always kept it in his heart, and he would never give up until he learned something.

He has to be an example to his sister.

Wang Dalang doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether he learns or not, on the contrary, his mind is on the look.

After being busy at home for a while, I will start to show him, and I don't know which girl it is.

Actually, it's good to be like his mother.

He has a gentle and kind personality, works very neatly, respects his father very much, and the two of them have a good relationship.

It’s okay to be like Ayu’s sister, the big deal is that he will do more work in the future.

If it's like a grandma...

Wang Dalang quickly shook the image in his mind away, not daring to think about it any further.

"Ayu, what do you want to learn?" The boys discussed for a long time before realizing that Xiao Ayu had been ignored.

Xiao Ayu looked blank and shook his head: "Ayu doesn't know either, can you learn both?"

She actually wanted to learn from Uncle Chijia, because Ayu had seen brother Ayou learning martial arts several times, and she thought it was very fun.

But she also wanted to study literature, because she felt that Mrs. Hu looked very kind. Grandma once said that this is the temperament of a scholar.

Xiao Ayu didn't know what temperament was, but she could feel that the people in the village liked Mrs. Hu.

She also wants to be liked by many people, but she also wants to learn martial arts with brother Ayou.

The little finger pokes and pokes, but can't choose.

"Yo, I thought you didn't even want to, you have to choose martial arts!" Wang Wulang grinned, "You always follow Qin Huai, and you don't even want your own brother, and now you are still hesitating."

Xiao Ayu nodded and said solemnly: "Of course, liking Brother Ayou is one thing, liking studying literature is another, and liking and liking are also different."

Xiao Ayu knows that things can't be mixed, otherwise it will be a mess.

"Look, you're not as conscious as Sister Ayu." Wang Sanlang laughed, "Just follow Mrs. Hu to study literature. If you come back from the exam, our family will have 30 acres of land without paying taxes. If you take the exam. I have no more taxes, I am optimistic about you!”

"I'm also optimistic about you, so you should go too."

"Hey, hey, I'm not going to take advantage of you, I'll go to learn martial arts, and then I'll be a majestic general, I'll kill you!"

"...It's too much!" Wang Wulang jumped up immediately and wanted to fight Wang Saburo, Wang Saburo turned his head and ran away, the brother just chased after him.

The brothers were talking, and they started playing around, and Xiao Ayu simply went to Qin Huai.

My brothers seem to be a little unreliable, so I'd better ask Brother Ayou.

Chi Jia was just reporting to Qin Huai about the fact that several members of the Lao Wang family were coming to learn martial arts from him.

"I promised to teach them only three months."

The reason why Chijia agreed was mainly to follow the local customs.

They have only one house under construction in Hujia Village, no land, and no other relatives.

After a long time, it's not a problem after all, and they will also doubt their intentions.

In the past few days, the son's illness has not recurred.

I don’t know if it’s the soil and water here to support people, or there are other factors that always have to be found out.

As for the idea of ​​​​returning to the light, Chi Jia dared not even think about it.

The magician said before that using a powerful medicine to hang the son for three months can make the son live like a normal person for the last three months.

But in fact, the son still vomits blood from time to time, and his body is very weak.

Now he can practice martial arts, and the change is not big.

Chijia wants to stay here more.

"Three months?"

A sarcastic smile appeared in Qin Huai's eyes, yes, according to normal calculations, his lifespan is already less than three months.

If he died, Chijia as his personal bodyguard, there is no need to stay here.

Chi Jia saw the coldness in the young master's eyes, and was about to explain a few words when he suddenly heard a milky voice calling.

"Brother Ayou, Uncle Chijia, are you at home?—Sister Pole, why did you come out? Are your legs okay?"

Xiao Ayu was outside the bamboo fence, and when she saw the pole limping out, she wanted to help her.

Bandan forced a smile: "It's Ayu, that little boy and Uncle Chijia are here, wait a moment, I'll open the door for you."

Xiao Ayu is too short, and the bamboo fences are taller than her.

When    shouted, she would tug at the bamboo fence and jump up and down.

The two little hooligans also jumped along.

"Sister Pole, are your legs okay?" Xiao Ayu didn't get an answer before, and asked again stubbornly.

The pole said: "It's much better. I thought my leg was broken, but fortunately it was just a sprain. You go and sit in the house first, and I'll go buy some chickens to feed."

After saying that, she slowly moved the chicken coop.

What   the pole didn't know was that if there wasn't Xiao Ayu's glass of water, if it wasn't for the pain she didn't dare to move at the time, her legs would definitely be useless.

After all, panacea cannot repair bone damage.

"Ayu, why are you here?" Chijia was the first to greet Ayu.

"I have a little trouble, I want to ask you guys." Xiao Ayu looked very distressed.

Then, she talked about her family's request to learn literature and martial arts.

Chijia asked: "Since you want to learn both, then you can choose two"

Xiao Ayu shook his head: "I can't choose two, my family has no money. If I choose neither, my grandma will be sad. But if I choose both, the family can't afford it. Our family is very poor and very poor. of."

Xiao Ayu is now slowly understanding that Lao Wang's family is very poor and can't even eat steamed buns.

Otherwise, the elf would not let her work hard to earn money.

Danzi never had the heart to tell Xiao Ayu that steamed buns are the most common kind of food in the world.

is just her small life, only steamed bread has healed her.

(end of this chapter)