On the same day, after the private school and dinner, the little gentleman of the pillar was in place.

Shiro carried a schoolbag on his back, held a ring ruler in his hand, stood with his hands covered, looked at the pillar solemnly and said, "Since my sister asked me to teach you to read, then I am your husband." ”

"If you can't learn well, hehe......" Shiro smiled suspiciously, and the ring ruler kept slapping his palms and looked at the pillar threateningly.

There was an urge on his face to try it.

Beat someone with a ruler......

Shiro feels majestic when he thinks about it.

The pillar suddenly felt a chill coming out of his back, and smiled helplessly, this kid clearly had bad intentions.

"Sister Yuan'er, can I change to a gentleman?" The pillar looked at Song Qingyuan with a sad face and pleading.

"Can't!" Song Qingyuan simply refused, and said solemnly, "There must be my teacher in the threesome, Shiro enlightened earlier than you, and he is more literate than you, enough to be your husband." ”

"Study hard! I'm sure you can. Song Qingyuan's eyebrows were crooked, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth.

Zhuzi smiled bitterly, looked at Shiro who was a stinky fart, and couldn't cry or laugh, "Sister Yuan'er, you really have confidence in me." ”

Song Qingyuan smiled but did not speak.

The pillar has no foundation, and Shiro can teach him the "Three Character Sutra".

Moreover, she asked Shiro to teach, which is also purposeful, simply put, to learn from the past.

Teaching others to learn can also be regarded as reviewing and consolidating their foundation.

Shiro has a stinky personality and loves to show off and show off.

In order to do a good job of this little gentleman, he will definitely study hard.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"Ahem! Cough! Shiro cleared his throat vigorously, regained the attention of the pillar, and said behind his back, "I can see Mr." ”

The corner of the pillar's mouth twitched, and he hugged his fist and said, "I've seen Mr. ......"

"Smack!" Before he finished speaking, a ring ruler came over.

The pillar was slightly stunned, forgetting to dodge.

Shiro taught, "The etiquette is wrong! ”

"That's how it should ......be," Shiro clasped one hand on the other, saluting downward.

"Do you see?" Shiro asked, then said, "Learn again." ”

"Wait a minute!"

The pillar did not move, and was interrupted by Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan looked at Shiro and said, "I called you here to teach the pillar to read, not to teach etiquette, you got the point wrong." ”

"Uh......" Shiro was stunned and touched his nose, "Well, that's a pity!" ”

Shiro's voice was filled with deep regret.

"Whew!" The pillar long breathed a sigh of relief.

Light literacy, this is very good, if you learn everything, he is really afraid that this little chubby dun will embarrass him.

Little Fat Dun is the younger brother of Song Qingyuan and Erlang, he can't beat or scold, he really can't do anything about him.

The pillar looked at the sky and urged, "Then let's start to read!" ”

"Huh?" Shiro looked at him in surprise, "Okay! Let's get started. ”

With that, he walked into the room in the courtyard.

After a while, he retreated again, his chubby little face was full of disgust, he looked at Song Qingyuan aggrievedly, and muttered, "Little sir, I don't want to teach here." ”

Song Qingyuan glanced inside, "Why?" ”

Shiro pouted, "This doesn't have a table, and it's not clean!" ”

"Heh......" Song Qingyuan shook his head and smiled, this bear kid ......

All right! Loving cleanliness is also a kind of progress.

"So what do you say?" Song Qingyuan asked deliberately.

Shiro scratched his head and thought for a while, "Why don't you let Brother Zhuzi go to our study." ”

"Okay? Sister! Shiro discussed.

"Alright! Little sir! Song Qingyuan nodded, "I'll go to the study in the second room to teach." ”

The study room in the main courtyard is used by everyone, which is inconvenient.

Shiro nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice when he heard this, and hooked his finger at the pillar, "Follow me......"

"Isn't it good to go to your house ......," the pillar was embarrassed, "wouldn't it be nice to go to your house?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with that!" Shiro's eyes were confused and puzzled.

Song Qingyuan said with a smile, "Brother Zhuzi should play with Shiro......"

"W-Oh well!" The pillar should be down.

Subsequently, the three of them came to Song's house and entered the study of the second room.

Shiro put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in place, and started to be a little gentleman seriously.

It wasn't until the sun went down that the pillars left.

Before leaving, it was agreed that at this hour of the day, I would come to Song's house to study with Shiro.

............

A few days have passed in a blink of an eye, and it is another year's Qingming Festival.

A light rain began to fall, and a little crystal raindrops poured obliquely into the sky, forming a beautiful scenery in the rain.

The people of the Song clan gathered in the ancestral hall and worshiped their ancestors under the light rain.

Song Lizheng was in tears, kneeling in front of the ancestral tablet, and cried loudly.

After all, he still hasn't come out of the pain of losing his wife.

"Second brother!" Old Man Song was by his side, silently comforting.

"Zude, I'm fine, you all go back first......" Song Li was waving his hand, "I'm staying for a while!" ”

"Second brother, I'll accompany you!" Old Man Song said.

"No, you don't! No! Song Lizheng waved his hand again and again, "You're busy with your going, I'm really fine." ”

After a stalemate for a while, Song Lizheng resolutely assured that he was fine, and he just wanted to stay alone for a while before Old Man Song left.

Before leaving, he told Song Lizheng's son to take care of Song Lizheng.

The Song family went to the room.

Old man Song, Zhou sat on the kang, glanced at each other, and let out a long sigh.

Song Chengzhong, Song Chengyi and others were silent when they heard this.

Sitting quietly in a chair and pretending to be transparent.

Song Chengli, Ye lowered his head in shame.

Old man, why the old lady is like this, the whole family knows.

In previous years, as long as the Qingming Festival passed, they would be like this.

The reason is that Sanfang has no son.

The old couple, one is worried that Song Chengli has no one to support the elderly, and the other is that they feel sorry for their ancestors.

"The third daughter-in-law, the third daughter-in-law......" Old Man Song looked up and asked, "You have also taken the medicine for a while, what do you think?" Is there any movement? ”

Song Chengli, Ye shook his head silently, not daring to look at Old Man Song's eyes.

There was too much expectation in those eyes.

They will make those eyes, full of disappointment.

"Dad, I'm sorry!" Song Chengli muttered.

"Hey!" Old Man Song sighed, "There's nothing to be worthy, I'm sorry, I'm just worried about your ...... in the future."

Old Man Song thought to himself that after a hundred years of him and the Zhou family, it was inevitable that the Song family would split.

There are only two daughters to marry in the third room.

What will the three of them do in the future?

It's old and nowhere to go!

Even if he left one day, there was not even a person who broke the pot.

"The third daughter-in-law, the third daughter-in-law, do you have any ideas?" Old Man Song asked, meaning something.

Song Chengli, Ye was slightly stunned.

What can they think, the only thought is that they want a son.

"Daddy!" Song Chengli said innocently, "We don't have any ideas, just take medicine well, take good care of our bodies, and then strive to have a son." ”

This is telling the truth.

Now, the family conditions are good, and they don't need to worry about the dowry of the two daughters, even if they have a son, they are perfect, but the son doesn't just come out of nowhere.

"Third child, you and your daughter-in-law are not too young...... Old Man Song sighed, "Even Rong'er is already fourteen years old, this son is afraid of ......"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to come!" Old Man Song said.

"Daddy!" Song Chengli shouted helplessly, even his father gave up, does that mean they just ......

"Dad, I ......"

Old Man Song raised his hand and interrupted Song Chengli's words.

"You don't have an idea, I have an idea, I want to pass Shiro to the third room, what do you think?" Old Man Song's eyes looked at the second room.