In the backyard of the county government, several side rooms are connected into a small courtyard, and a peach tree is planted, and the spring is the flowering season.

The girl with two buns tied with a red rope sat under the peach tree, holding a book in her hand, reciting words, and writing and drawing something with a pen.

"Siya, why are you reading again, the second aunt knows about it, and she is going to talk to you again." I didn't wake up in the morning, and Sanzhu, who was about to go to the school, saw my sister who was too diligent, and looked helpless.

Because the county government has more trivial matters than expected, the number of people available for the Wenxian order is less than expected.

Since Yamajiro became the master of the Wenxian Order, he went out early and returned late every day, and followed the Wenxian Order all over the villages under his jurisdiction, only to find that it was difficult for him to take care of his nephew Sanzhu's studies.

Unlike Yamamo, who has a mature soul in his body, Sanzhu is a normal child who is slightly intelligent and playful, and as soon as Yamajiro loosens his control, he lazies.

After discussing with the husband and wife of the big house, he simply sent Sanzhu to the school in advance, which was opened by an old Xiucai in the county, and for the young dolls, enlightenment was enough.

Just wait until the age is enough, and then send the three pillars to the county school.

Sanzhu, who goes to and from school on time every day, is very envious of the little sister who was held to the sky after having an illness.

Since that high fever, Du Yingqiu and Shan Erlang have really treated her as a six-year-old doll, strictly restricted her study and sitting time, and promised to let her play more and rest more, and never be an involuted parent.

"Third brother, if you don't say it, how can my mother know?" Yamamo winked at the three pillars.

In the small courtyard, Du Yingqiu's voice called for dinner, and Shan Erlang inspected the disaster with the order of Wen County, and the food at home was handed over to her.

Shan Tao quickly stuffed the book on the table into the hole of the old peach tree in the courtyard, and got up to play the five birds.

When Du Yingqiu came over with food, what he saw was the scene of Shan Tao getting up early to exercise.

"Eat."

Although it was not easy for Sanzhu, who was only one year older than Shan Tao, to study in the county, it was not an easy task for Sanzhu, but the extraordinarily rich food in the second room barely soothed his heart.

Different from the common people of the Mu Dynasty who are accustomed to hoarding grain, the two-room couple pays attention to balanced nutrition and all-round development.

The current second house is not a well-off family, with savings of dozens of taels of silver, a family of three has a monthly job, and there is a house and land in the village, which can barely be regarded as getting out of extreme poverty.

The standard of living could not reach the level of the pre-modern era, and the class could not talk about the enjoyment of the feudal class.

But for Sanzhu, who was eaten by Du Shi since he was a child, he had meat to eat every day, and in addition to vegetables, he could occasionally eat seasonal fruits, which was already a good day that he didn't dare to think of before.

After eating and sleeping, and putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Sanzhu talked about the gossip he heard in the private school.

"The county test has been released, and Mr. said that because of the flood in Yizhou, the quota has been relaxed. However, the third uncle still missed. ”

This is Yamazaburo's third county exam, he is now in his twenties, and he has never started a family, so he is waiting for the exam to marry a better daughter-in-law.

The county exam is every three years, and there are many people who are talented among the elderly, but they can't stand Du Shi boasting about how smart her son is when Shan Saburo began to read and write.

The first time I didn't get into it, I was young, the second time I was not prepared, and the third time I couldn't blame it on the flood.

Although Yama Saburo is a rat poop in the second room, he is not in his own pot, so there is no need to care about whether it is bad or good.

Instead, Shan Tao thought of another layer, "Now that the family is divided, the third uncle doesn't work in the field, and he will definitely not be able to take care of his grandma and sister-in-law in the field, and the main house still has money for him to study?" ”

With the relationship between the second room of the big house and the main house today, there is really no way to take care of it, and it is already good not to fall into the ground.

A few days later, Shan Erlang came back from the countryside with Wen Xianling, because the place he went to was much more remote than Qingshan Village, and it took a lot of work to come and go.

In addition to the two of them, they also brought back a girl who looked a little dazed, it was none other than Shan Chunhua who should be in Qingshan Village.

Shan Chunhua was wearing a gray linen dress, her face was a little bruised, she didn't say a word all the way, and when she saw Shan Tao, she suddenly collapsed and squatted on the ground, hugged herself and cried.