Even, there is a little more inexplicable conceit.

Now that I think about it, it's ridiculous.

Hearing this, Jiang Nuan sighed, "I'm also at fault in this matter, I always think that you are smart and sensible, and I don't usually care much about the two of you, but I forgot that you are still young and don't understand many truths." ”

"So," Huang Xiaosi whispered, "what are you going to do with us?" ”

You won't be staring at it all the time, will you?

That's going to suffocate you!

"Guess?"

Two days later, the two little ones got on the ox cart and went to the school with a sullen face.

Jiang Nuan used to think that he had gone to so many schools and would not have any problem teaching a few children in his family.

In fact, she can teach people to read, read and even count, but it is not enough.

She had not experienced the most orthodox education of this era, and her thinking was biased towards the afterlife, but she forgot that there was a big difference between the two.

Later generations of people start to go to school at the age of three, teachers take on the responsibility of teaching and educating people, and after experiencing school education, children have already learned how to behave in the world, as parents, as long as they don't make big mistakes.

But this era is different, most of them grow on their own like weeds, and they don't feel that kind of atmosphere, and there is some truth, even if they say it a hundred times, it is not of much use.

After thinking about it again, Jiang Nuan decided to send the two to the town school.

I don't expect the two of them to take the top prize, it's unrealistic, I just want to know a little bit and have a long insight.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to send a huge amount of bundles: five taels of silver, four catties of bacon, two catties of longan, two catties of red dates, and two catties of lotus seeds.

In this regard, Huang Xiaosi refused in his heart.

Others yearn for the school, and he used to be like this, but now he doesn't think so.

Is home bad?

The same reading and literacy, all kinds of snacks at home constantly, and there are only various boards in the school.

And the mother is very flexible, as long as she learns it, and she will not force people to write as many large characters as she wants, and she can go out to play later.

There are also food, all kinds of cabbage and radishes in the school, and the family is almost heaven and earth.

The more he thought about it, the more sad Huang Xiaosi felt.

On the ox cart, Xiao Si looked reluctant, "Mother, can you not go to the school?" ”

"What do you say?" Jiang Nuan stared at his son with a smile, "The money has been spent, do you think you can not go?" ”

"Forget it!" Huang Xiaosi fell down decadently.

He was reluctant to waste his own pocket money for this school fee.

There is only two hundred yuan of pocket money a month, and he paid Jiang Village Chief one or two silver before, and this time he used two taels and seven dollars to go to school, and the two and a half pieces of silver he saved by deducting the buckle rope are all gone, not to mention, he still owes more than one or two.

You can't have pocket money for half a year, and if you want to buy a snack, you have to try your best to cheat from Xiao Wu.

Sad!

"Your own money," Jiang Nuan spread his hands, "I don't mind if you're willing to waste it." ”

She just beats people, and she's just beating people lightly.

It's really light, and it will never break hands and feet.

"Mother," Huang Xiaosi said aggrievedly, "My son really knows that he is wrong, so your old man will spare me." ”

is used to living a poor life, only money can make Xiao Si down-to-earth, and suddenly it was all gone, and he hadn't slept well for two days.

What's even more terrifying is that this kind of day will continue for half a year.

"What nonsense," Jiang Nuanqi smiled, "How many people want to study and don't supply it at home, and you are still reluctant, looking for a beating?" ”

"That's also provided by the family," Huang Xiaosi complained in a low voice, "The two of us are now using our own money." ”