Pavilion Master Li explained a little bit of things and left quickly, Song Tianmu sent him away, and then pulled his father's sleeve and said, "Dad, what class am I assigned to?" ”

The son's face was full of anticipation, and Song Ercai was silent and asked, "What do you think yourself?" What class do you want to go to? ”

It's not up to him to decide!

Song Tian heard his father mention the town's class system, and the Mengxue class, like the private school, is a child under the age of ten. The long class is divided into four classes: A, B, C, D, and D. Class A is the first, and Class D is the last.

I heard that Class A is a child who has passed the county examination and the college examination, and the content taught by the teacher is mainly based on Bagu Wen, poetry, policy theory, and governance.

The Ding class is the basic teaching of the four books, trial posts, scriptures, and so on.

Although he didn't know where he was divided, Song Tian didn't want to sit with the little dolls in the Mengxue class anymore, he wanted to start from the Ding class and learn the four books.

Song Tian was apprehensive, and asked tentatively, "Dad, can I go to class Ding?" ”

Song Ercai smiled lightly and rubbed the top of his son's hair.

"As you wish."

The father and son went to the director's hall to pay the bundle and miscellaneous fees, and then received the things and could go back, and come back to class tomorrow.

Song Tian carried the book basket printed with the Cangshan Academy on his back, and held a copy of the university he had just received in his hand, and he couldn't wait to look through it before he left the gate.

This book has just been obtained, although it is old, it is an official book, and he only feels precious when he holds it in his hand.

"Dad, you see there are two paraphrase bookmarks here, which should be left by the predecessors."

Song Tian was a little overjoyed, and turned his head to look at Song Ercai only to find that he did not follow, but stood a few steps away to look at the teaching house.

Not far away, Song Hong stood there, and when he saw the father and son, everyone was stunned.

"Brother Song, isn't that your second uncle?"

Jiang Boyuan patted Song Hong's shoulder, and when he looked over again, he saw that the little boy who had been reading in front of him turned his head and looked over, revealing the long scar on his face.

That person is Song Hong's cousin!

That's right, he mentioned that his cousin had a wound on his face.

"You guys go back to the house first, I'll go and say hello to the second uncle."

After Song Hong finished explaining, he walked to Song Ercai and Song Tian.

Other people's family affairs, Jiang Boyuan couldn't participate in it, and they looked at each other and left quickly.

"Brother Hong, have you been in trouble lately?"

Song Ercai put his hands behind his back and asked with a smile when he saw his nephew's increasingly plump face.

Song Hong arched his hand: "Second uncle, what are you and the third brother?" ”

It's a book basket and a student shirt, Song Hong doesn't need to think about it to guess what's going on.

How could it be so fast, less than three months after the separation, is the silver in the second room enough? So can't wait!

Song Hong's face was very ugly, and her heart was also jumping.

Song Tian raised the book in his hand to him and said, "Big brother, we have been classmates since Ming'er." ”

It's not Mengxue, he actually came to Dingban.

The cousin, who was four years younger, was his classmate, and Song Hong felt that his face burned no matter how he thought about it.

He pulled out a smile with difficulty and asked, "Has the house been arranged, and where do you live in it?" It's rare that you've also entered the school, if only we could live in a house, but unfortunately my bunk is full. ”

Song Hong didn't know what she was talking about at this time, and her mind was very confused.

Song Tian looked at his slowly flushed face, and smiled back: "Big brother, I don't live in the number house, I live in the shop." ”

"In the shop? Second uncle's pharmacy. That's fine, you can save a few dollars by running a day school. ”

"It's not a drugstore." Song Tian's eyes were hidden with a little haze, and he corrected: "It's Buzhuang, the one on North Street, the fabric shop we just took over." ”

"Buzhuang?" Song Hong smiled incredulously and asked, "Second uncle, when did you open the shop?" ”

He hasn't returned home for more than a month, but the change in the second room is too inexplicable, not only sent Song Tian to town, but also opened a shop?

There are so many things going on in the family, why hasn't anyone mentioned it to him, not long ago, his mother came to bring him food and silver.

Song Ercai nodded: "It will open the day after tomorrow, if you have time to come out at noon, let's take a look." ”

Really, it turned out to be true!

Song Hong's heart was turbulent, he hurriedly said a few festive words, and left as if he were fleeing.

Song Tian looked at his back and snorted coldly, and when he saw his father looking at him puzzled, he smiled and said, "Big brother, he is not a good person." ”

Song Ercai frowned, strode behind his son and said, "Brother Daoyou, brother Daogong." ”

Song Tian replied: "If the brother is not a friend, the brother is disrespectful." ”

Song Ercai: "......"

The father and son returned to the North Street, and Ah Xiu was sweeping the dust and dust in the front hall.

"Brother Tian, Dad, you're back."

Ah Xiu put down the cloth towel in his hand and walked up quickly, and asked with a smile: "How is the exam?" ”

Song Tian curled his lips, smiled a little embarrassed, saw his father go straight to the back, and replied: "Ming'er can go to school, but it's the last shift." ”

"You're in the middle of the school!"

Song Tian nodded: "Although it is the last class, but don't worry, I will take the first exam for you in the monthly exam, the high school exam, and the year before the exam." ”

He will be more advantageous than Song Hong.

"Cheng, quickly explain what you want to bring to school, and we'll go to make it in the afternoon."

Ah Xiu didn't hear the words of the boy's competition, and she had forgotten what Song Hong showed off in front of her that day.

The two went back to the backyard, and Chang was also happy to hear that his son had entered Changxue, and took him to make some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone after eating, as well as the six ceremonies of tomorrow's apprenticeship.

Because there is a good school in Hekou Town, it is rare that there are two large and one small study in this town.

The big one has a lot of books in it, and many of them have to be engraved.

The small one buys pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, which is mainly based on volume, and the price is relatively affordable.

Song Ercai went back to the pharmacy in the afternoon, and instead of accompanying his son, Chang took Song Tian out for a walk.

The mother and son went to the small study, Chang bought rice paper and pen and ink, and asked his son if he wanted to buy a paper fan when he left.

Now that the weather is already hot, Chang saw that those students had a fan in their hands, with words written on it and ink treasures drawn, which looked very elegant.

Song Tiancai was not that interested, and after staying in the study for a while, he took a few more glances at the students who copied the books.

Borrowing a book from the study and going out to copy it, that is, he can read one more book and earn some manual fees, Song Tian feels very good, but unfortunately he stretched his neck and looked at the handwriting, and his eyes dimmed.

Those handwriting are strong, and the pen peak has a faint tendency of swimming snakes and dragons, which is not comparable to him.

However, looking at the other party's appearance, he is already a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, and when he reaches this age, he will definitely write better than this person.

"Tian'er, do you really want to buy a paper fan?"

Chang was still picking out those fans on the stall at the door, and Song Tian walked over and wanted to say no directly, but found that there were still women's fans mixed inside.

"I want this."