Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

“No." Xiaocheng didn't even move his eyebrows this time. After drawing a piece of carp on the paper, he put the paper aside and dried it. Then he picked up the second piece of woolly paper and continued to draw it. It was still a carp.

The middle-aged man picked up Xiaocheng's painting and took a look at it. He looked at the tail of Xiaocheng's pen and compared it with what he was painting. It was amazing inside.

“Who did you learn to draw from? It's really good to copy. How many years have you studied painting?” The middle-aged man gently dropped the painting and continued to ask Xiaocheng.

Gu Chunzhu couldn't sit on one side. He hurried up and walked over. He reached over Shizuku's shoulder and looked at the calf. "What's wrong with you? ”

The middle-aged man, with some embarrassing one-handed hands behind his back, grabbed the child of his family and asked him if it was a good idea to be short. He pointed to the paper: "I look at you painting this piece of paper. It's a coincidence, it's just not a good idea. ”

“What do you think is not good?” Gu Chunzhu was afraid that this was a bad person who hit her child's ideas. As for the advice on what she sold, she was also actively listening.

“You shouldn't use this parchment, it's the worst kind of paper, and there are undoubtedly two kinds of children who can study in the classroom. A kind of family poor, a kind of family rich, the poor will definitely not buy you paper, the rich in the house want to buy paper will also feel that you paper is not good enough, writing is easy to exudate ink. ”

After a middle-aged man spoke, Gu Chunzhu's eyes changed slightly. He was also quite right.

“Brother is quite right, in order to thank you, you can choose a piece of the painted wool paper.” Gu Chunzhu said politely.

“Just this one.” The middle-aged man picked up a carp he'd just picked up and looked at.

He picked up the paper and walked out a few steps. He took a serious look at it and folded back in with Gu Chunzhu: “If the conditions at home are acceptable, try to send the child to school. Don't waste the good seedlings. ”

“To send, it's already started this year. I don't know if it's too late for school. Maybe next year.” Gu Chunzhu touched Xiaocheng's head. If it wasn't for Ann, Xiaocheng would have sat in the classroom, so as not to paint in front of the stall, she hid a little regret in her apricot eyes.

The middle-aged man twisted his eyebrows and thought one or two, and he said his identity.

“My name is Zhong Zheng Jian Xiu Cai, and now I am a teacher in this school, because many of my students buy paper here, I will come to see it. It is a shame that this child doesn't go to school. If my sister-in-law can afford it, I can give her a word now. Take it! ”

“It turns out we're going to school, sir.” Gu Chunzhu's face was full of joy, counting the silver money in the family. If you are not in a hurry to repay Madam Liu Xi's money, it is not difficult to supply the daily winter shoots and popcorn flowers.

“Mother...” Xiaocheng raised her eyes indissolubly, the house was still so hard, and the daily stall came home early and late. He glanced at Gu Chunzhu and swallowed the words.

“Then we have a deal, son. What's your name? ”

Zhong Zheng looked at Xiaocheng with joy. The child was calm and courteous. He was not angry when he saw his painting and did not buy him. Now he can see that he was happy in his phoenix, but his posture still fell short of generosity.

“Xiaocheng... that full name is Su Chengwei.” Gu Chunzhu reported Xiaocheng's name and thought about it before realizing it was a small name. He hurried to make it up again.

“Weird? Good name, but taken from, ‘Peach Lee speaks for itself', meaning that Peach Tree and Lee Tree are not attractive, but because it has flowers and fruit, people walked around under it, and it became a path. The metaphor of being human is naturally respected and respected. ”

The john touched the beard to make this prospective student more satisfied, good looks, good taste, even good name.

Gu Chunzhu didn't expect Xiaocheng's name to be called this gentleman, so thoughtful. As he was about to answer with his lips lifted, he thought of Xiaocheng's birth. Her smile was stiff for a moment.

“If you go back to Mr. Hui, this was picked up by the child's father, who may have randomly copied a sentence in the book to name the child, thinking about culture.” Gu Chunzhu said a few words.

“Good. Good. Then you'll remember to come to school tomorrow. I'll go and teach the students first.” The bell looked forward to the direction of the school and folded the wool paper drawing the carp from the stall and placed it in its arms.

Looking at the clock period, Gu Chunzhu moved the small stool and sat beside Xiaocheng. “Mother just won't let you talk, thinking about what a good opportunity it is now, sir personally promised to send you to school, and will certainly take care of you for a few points in the future. ”

“But we don't have any money...” Xiaocheng's voice gradually lowered. When he said that, he held both hands to suppress the expectations in his heart.

“Now the silver money in the house is not tight, this kind of thing worries me, you go to school well. ”

Gu Chunzhu rubbed Xiaocheng's head gently. Ann also squeezed in between Gu Chunzhu and Xiaocheng beside him. He revealed his head. Ann smiled and said: “Brother is going to school. Oh, good. ”

“We'll have your daddy watch the stall at noon. Let's ask Dazhuang what gift she's sending to the school.” Gu Chunzhu has already started to think about this.

“Yes, yes, go to Godmother's house and bring Godmother good popcorn.” Ann waved her little hand up.

“Mother, I'll draw first.” Xiaocheng thought of the wool paper ordered by the student named Jinhan and sat down in a hurry to paint it quietly. He had to get it done by noon.

Gu Chunzhu held Ann aside and continued to look at the ants.

The sound of the class clock has not been ringing since today, until noon many students did not come out to buy food. The school does not include lunch. Students living in the town go home to eat meals. The house is far from home on the village road or eat the buns brought by the house, or buy some food on the street.

Many students don't buy buns or anything, so they come to Gu Chunzhu's stall to buy popcorn flowers, and of course, many because of their mouths.

“Xiaocheng, Ann.” Dazhuang also ran out of the classroom and waved his strong arms toward them, now that the classroom was close to home, he often came to play.

Before Dazheng walked to the stall, he was dragged by one hand. Jin Han pulled his big shoulder and then jumped out of his side and ran to Xiaocheng's side before turning his head and spitting his tongue at Dazheng. He asked: "Fatty, how do you know them? ”

“Hmm, Sung is my brother!” He glanced at him with great grief and walked into the stall from Gu Chunzhu's side. He took a bowl of popcorn flowers from Gu Chunzhu and “clicked” them in his mouth. He also squeezed his eyes at Kim Han with pride.

“Really?” Jinhan muttered unbelievably.