Chang sent his son to the gate of the hospital, and the Wang family in front of him hugged his daughter and turned back and said: "Second sister-in-law, you have been walking for a few years, you can rest assured." Today, I and his third uncle are watching. ”

"Yes, the second child's family, Brother Tian is not a three- or five-year-old doll."

Zhou also went out with a basket on his back, and answered a sentence mockingly.

Since the family meeting a few days ago, the two of them have been uncomfortable looking at each other, and the relationship has been getting worse and worse.

Chang snorted coldly: "Here, isn't it just a child who can't grow up in my mother's heart." ”

"Heh, I have a daughter-in-law and a child, and I can't grow up yet!"

Zhou is not weak.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, let's go first."

Wang's words provoked the two sisters-in-law to start-for-tat again, and in order not to get into trouble, they ran fast with their feet.

Everyone is gone, and Chang and Zhou naturally have nothing to say, so they don't mention what they do.

At that time, from Guxi Village to Gaotan Village Private School, the group quickened their pace and walked for half an hour before arriving.

Gaotan Village's private school is famous far and wide, and it runs two classes, Mengxue and Changxue, and accepts children from several nearby villages, adding up to forty or fifty students.

On the way here, the group also met many students who went to the private school.

In addition to the Song family in Guxi Village, there are also a few children about 10 years old who are enrolled there.

In the past, everyone went together and laughed together, but now when I saw Song Tian, I whispered.

Although everyone didn't play with him before, it was obvious that they didn't look at him with ridicule like they did today.

Song Tian didn't want to pay attention, sped up his pace and walked in front alone.

There are two classes and two masters in the Gaotan Village Private School, and the master of the Mengxue class is surnamed Chen, who is in his forties, has a blue sheep's beard, and is a child.

Song Sancai stepped forward to explain his intentions, and the master took the bundle and took Song Kang to the academy and temple.

There is a portrait of Confucius in it, which is the apprenticeship of the entrance to the school, and kneeling is the protégé of the ancestors of Confucius.

Kang Ge'er cleaned up cleanly, changed his temperament as a child in the past, and knelt on the futon to look good.

Wang was pleased, feeling that his son had become a little adult in an instant, and he was moved, and he didn't want Kang Ge'er to look up, and a yellow slug fell.

I was told by my mother all morning, but I didn't expect to break my work at this time.

Kang Ge'er panicked, so many people didn't dare to wipe their sleeves when they looked at it, so they snorted and sucked it back.

"Flutter!"

"Hahaha......"

Today's apprenticeship ceremony, almost all the students of the private school were outside to watch the excitement, and Song Kang's actions made everyone laugh and lean back.

Song Sancai is nothing, after all, his son is still young, Wang only felt that his face was dull, and when he got up, he secretly pinched his son, which hurt Song Kang's teeth, holding his arms and daring to be angry.

Several little babies in Mengxue's class were snickering when they saw him suffocating.

"Alright, let's all go back to the church."

Chen Fuzi Zou Mei, the students who watched the ceremony dispersed in a hurry.

The little fat man Luo Zhenping hurriedly returned to the teaching house, and when he saw Song Tian sitting alone reading a book, he leaned over and asked, "Your brother is apprenticed, why don't you go to watch the ceremony?" ”

The two are the same age, and they have been sitting in the same row for three years, and their relationship is okay.

Song Tian replied to him: "It's boring." ”

Also, after three years at the same table, he is not interested in anyone.

But......

Luo Zhenping thought of those rumors, with a smile on his face, and bumped his shoulder again: "I heard that you have a daughter-in-law?" Or a flower. ”

Song Tian's hand flipping through the book paused slightly, and his eyes looked coldly at Luo Fatzi, who was smiling so toothlessly: "Who told you?" ”

Luo Zhenping didn't feel Song Tian's emotions at all, and blamed: "What, the sect house has spread all over the place, is it difficult for you to hide it from me." Eh, I've heard that the little girl is very good-looking, and your mother bought it from those places, yes or no? ”

"Those parties? Where are they? ”

Song Tian's aura changed, and his hands tightened unconsciously.

The nine-year-old is ignorant about many things, but that doesn't stop him from distinguishing good words from bad ones.

Luo Zhenping is the same age as Song Tian, a native of Gaotan Village, with dozens of acres of fertile land, and is the richest man in the village.

He is greedy for eating and fat, and he is often ridiculed in secret, but over time he is close to Song Tian, who is suffering from the same disease.

If you want to talk about that kind of place, he doesn't know it, so he asks.

"I just want to ask you how I know. Eh, isn't your daughter-in-law really beautiful? ”

Luo Zhenping smiled, he has a daughter-in-law at such a young age, does he have to hold a doll in two years.

He had no malicious intent, Song Tian's clenched fist finally slowly loosened, and asked him, "Who did you hear these words from?" ”

"Do you still need to listen to this, everyone in the private school knows about it."

Luo Zhenping didn't think so, he felt that it was nothing, in the past, some people often laughed at Song Tian for not being able to find a daughter-in-law, but now he is the first to ask for a daughter-in-law, isn't this a good thing.

"Then let me ask you again, was it the Changxue class or our Mengxue class that first came out with these words?"

Song Tian's expression was a little gloomy, and it had only been a few days since Ah Xiu came home, and those nursery rhymes and rumors came from whose mouth, in fact, he already had a guess.

"I don't know about this, after all, it was passed on by those guys in your village, it should be our Mengxue side."

In addition to the four children of the Song family in Guxi Village, there are also five children in private schools, two in Changxue, and three in Mengxue.

The biggest difference between the two classes is age, and whether there is an idea of scientific examination.

Children who are initiated in the Mengxue class can take the exam of the senior class until they are ten years old, and after passing it, they can change classes.

The master of the long school class is an old talent in his fifties, one level higher than the master Chen of the Meng class.

Whoever has two spare money in the village will send their juniors to school, after all, it is a good thing to know a few words, but the imperial examination is another matter, and it is not something that ordinary families can afford.

Therefore, although the examination of the long class is only a formality, there are still many people who drop out of school at this stage.

Now the four juniors of the Song family, Song Tian and Song Kang, who had just apprenticed, are in the Mengxue class, and Song Hong and Song Ming are in the Changxue class.

In Luo Zhenping's opinion, the children in their Mengxue class are young, and they like to talk all day long, and it is normal for those things to spread from here.

But Song Tian didn't think so, the little fart child in the Mengxue class didn't understand that much at all.

Someone is deliberately spreading bad things about him, and that person has to hate and dislike him.

*

The days in the school were boring and boring, and the 20 or so children in the class were of different sizes and different levels of knowledge.

During the morning class for two hours, Master Chen would teach some knowledge in batches, and everyone would either read books and ask for advice, or write on the black wooden board with a brush dipped in water.

Except for a quarter of an hour in between, after which school ends at noon.

The end of school at noon is not long, only one hour, except for the students in the village, like Song Tian, who go to school in other villages, they generally bring their own dry food to eat here, so they don't have to go back.

After eating the two tortillas and a pinch of pickles brought over with hot water, Song Tian ignored Song Kang, who had been chattering in his ear, and rested on the table.

In the past, it was rare for the school building to be quiet for a while, but today it was different, and the students in the Mengxue class were just that, and there were many people in the long school class who came to the door or the window, looking at Song Tian and laughing.