"Let's try it first, if they don't study well at home, can we ask them to go to private school?"

Ye Xiaoman nodded and said with a little awkwardness: "Buy more lamp oil and paper and pencils." ”

Qi Ye couldn't help but smile and said, "You are busy here, I'll go tell them." ”

That's how the matter of the private school was decided.

In the evening, Aunt Ye made a table of dishes, Father Ye made half a catty of wine, and everyone sat around.

A large bowl of braised pork, braised rooster, steamed grass carp, stewed old hen with wild mushrooms, roasted pork ribs with lettuce, eggplant stuffed with meat filling, roasted duck, fist-sized meatballs, scrambled eggs with toon, stir-fried meat with lettuce, fragrant rice, and a table full of them.

Father Ye put the wine on the table and greeted a few boys.

"Come on, come on, have a drink today."

A few small ones, you look at me, I look at you, you are not afraid, you will drink with a wine glass.

As a result, the babies who drank for the first time stuck out their tongues spicily.

"Eat the vegetables." Aunt Ye moved her chopsticks and took a piece of meat into Ye Xiaoman's bowl.

Everyone moved their chopsticks one after another, and the chopsticks fell like a torrential rain, and they were all in a hurry.

After the meal for a long time, no one had the strength to move, and everyone sat at the table, holding their round bellies. Only Qi Shan seemed to be fine, and drank the last mouthful of soup on the table.

After a long while, Ye Xiaoman staggered to his feet.

"I'll go for a walk, eliminate food, and tell the Su family about going to a private school by the way."

"I'll go with you."

Qi Ye was about to get up, Ye Xiaoman waved his hand and said, "Brother Qi, if you are free, pick some acacia flowers for me." ”

Aunt Ye said, "I'll go with you." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Xiaoman to say anything, he had already gone out first.

Ye Xiaoman had no choice but to follow.

On the way, she asked Aunt Ye: "Why does my mother want to accompany me?" Don't you dislike the Su family? ”

"What do you remember kid, you forgot that shameless old guy from the Qiu family wanted to beat you in the afternoon? I don't have to worry that you will come out alone. ”

Ye Xiaoman's heart warmed, and he called sweetly: "Mother." ”

Aunt Ye glanced at her, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but be raised high.

The two talked and laughed and walked to Su's house, and it happened that Su Fuzi was at the door to enjoy the coolness.

Hearing the intention of the two, Si Swenwen's Su Fuzi looked embarrassed.

"I'm all enlightened children here, and your relatives are a little too old to study."

Ye Xiaoman didn't expect this.

Indeed, the eldest child of the Su family's private school is only ten years old, and Qi Ye is fifteen years old, three years older than Su Changqing.

"What's this?" Aunt Ye said: "Our eldest son-in-law is smart, sensible and studious, and never causes trouble, he will definitely not cause you trouble when he comes to your private school, what is there when he is older." ”

Su Fuzi patiently explained: "I'm not afraid that he will cause trouble, but I'm afraid that he will not be comfortable in a group of small people and will not be able to learn." ”

"You don't have to worry about that." Aunt Ye patted her chest and promised: "He brings a few small ones at home every day, how can he not be adapted." You just have to rest assured to accept him, he should be trained, he should be beaten, if you make a mistake, you will teach him directly, if he is really untaught, we will take him back. The baby is dedicated to learning, Master, you must give me a chance. ”

"Really dedicated to learning?" Su Fuzi asked hesitantly.

"Dingdingzhen." Ye Xiaoman then promised: "He picked up half a piece of paper in the ground, read it every day, learn the words on it every day, and there was no oil lamp at home at night, so he used the moonlight to read it." Without pen and paper, he wrote on the muddy floor with tree branches. ”

Hearing this, Su Fuzi was moved by Qi Ye's desire to learn, and said with relief: "Then Ming'er let him read it." ”