As soon as Cheng Dazhu spoke, several men consciously listened.

"Grandfather, ask whatever you want." Cheng Minglian said.

Cheng Mingyi and the others looked at Cheng Dazhu one after another, just waiting for him to speak.

"I just talked to your third uncle about Mingli's admission, and I said that you have never been enrolled in a private school; In the past, the family conditions did not allow it, and only one reader could be supported, but now it is different, as long as the family's soap business continues, it can support two or even three readers. ”

"In order not to leave regrets in your hearts, I still intend to ask you; Do you want to go to a private school, if you do, go to the private school with your cousin tomorrow to talk to Mr. Yu. ”

Cheng Mingyi was silent, he really wanted to study when he was a child; It is very difficult to provide for the third uncle at home, and he wants to go but he can't do it.

Cheng Zhiqiang smiled: "Grandfather, I won't go." ”

If you are married and have a family, you can do whatever you want?

Raising a family is the right thing to do, not to mention, they are so big; Isn't it a joke to go to school again!

"Grandfather, I don't go either, I don't like to read; It's good to make soap at home and make money, as long as the life at home is good, it's okay for us to read or not. Cheng Minglian hurriedly shook his head.

Cheng Mingxin said with a look of resistance: "Grandfather, I can't read, let me do business is better than studying." ”

"Minglian and Mingxin don't want to go, and Mingzhi doesn't want to go, Mingyi, what about you?" Cheng Dazhu asked casually.

Cheng Mingyi shook his head silently, and after adjusting his mood, he smiled.

"Grandfather, we are all so old that it is a joke to go to school again; A few of us know how to read with the third uncle, and we can be considered to be able to write and calculate, so there is no need to waste money to go to a private school. ”

Cheng Dazhu pondered for a moment and asked solemnly, "Have you thought about it?" I'm just asking you this time, if you miss it, you won't have a chance. ”

Cheng Minglian and Cheng Mingxin wished that no one would ask again.

"Grandfather, I think very clearly, if you don't study, you won't go to private school when you die; I can't sit still, and I listen to the Master every day. After Cheng Mingxin finished speaking, his feet involuntarily stepped back.

Cheng Minglian nodded again and again, and leaned closer to Mingxin, "Grandfather, don't ask me." ”

After Cheng Mingyi figured it out, his complicated emotions dissipated and he smiled at them.

"Grandfather, our family is doing well now, just work hard; We don't have to think about the things that we can't touch, it's good to have a little cousin in the family to go to school, and in the future, the little cousin will read it, and we will also benefit. ”

"Yes, the little cousin studies hard, gets fame, and makes the brothers shine." Cheng Minglian smiled and patted Cheng Mingli on the shoulder.

The brothers didn't want to go, so Cheng Dazhu gave up.

"If you don't want to study, then work hard, and you should be busy."

"Alright, grandfather, let's go."

The brothers left quickly, and Cheng Dazhu looked back after watching them leave, "Mingli, you have heard what your brothers said, they work hard, and you study hard." ”

"Grandfather rest assured, grandson will read carefully." He is the one who wants to support his sister, and he may not be able to support his sister in business, but he can definitely be an official.

He wants to be a big official and become his sister's support.

Cheng Yuanxi's face was soft, and he rubbed his son's thick and stiff hair, "You have to do what you say, you can't slap yourself in the face, you know?" ”

"Dad, what I said will definitely be done." Cheng Mingli looked serious and solemn, Cheng Dazhu and Cheng Yuanxi laughed together.

"Then work hard, son!"

"Uh-huh."

Cheng Mingli nodded again and again, standing in the way, he went over to sit with his father; Watching the wood in my father's hand turn from wood to soap mold little by little, I thought it would be boring, but I didn't expect to see a little bit of the way when I looked at it.

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"Dad, teach me carpentry."

"Want to learn?" Cheng Yuanxi asked uncertainly.

Cheng Mingli bowed his head, "I think, if I learn carpentry well, I will be able to make many boxes and molds for my sister, and I can also make gadgets for my sister." ”

"You have to study hard, what kind of carpentry you learn!" Cheng Dazhu shook his head, full of disapproval.

Cheng Mingli pursed his lips, "Grandfather, studying does not prevent me from learning carpentry." ”

“.” Isn't it a hindrance? It is the elders who want the younger generations to concentrate on enterprising.

"Dad, Mingli has been sensible since he was a child and knows what to do and what not to do; also understands when to do something, he must learn carpentry after he does a good job in his studies. ”

Cheng Yuanxi helped, Cheng Dazhu looked at the little granddaughter who nodded obediently, and his heart softened.

"You can learn, but you can't delay studying."

"Good! Grandfather, don't worry, I won't delay my studies just to learn carpentry. ”

With Cheng Dazhu nodding, Cheng Yuanxi personally taught; Start with the soap mold, which is the simplest kind of carpentry work, digging out the grooves little by little, and then grinding the grooves to a smooth finish.

It seems simple, but it requires patience.

Impatient people are frizzy and frizzy, and there will always be problems of this kind and that; Problems such as barbs, uneven grooves, etc., the perseverance and patience of the craftsman, and the strict self-requirements of his own works.

One of the father and son is willing to learn, and the other is happy to teach, Cheng Mingli quickly mastered the steps and basic skills of making molds.

Then, Cheng Yuanxi took him to do it slowly, first proficient in the skills he learned; When you become proficient, you can use it freely and then you can learn other things.

Cheng Dazhu saw the actions of their father and son, and had to say that there was a large family, only the little grandson in the third room was good; is young and young, it is the age of good polishing.

Jade is not cut into a tool.

That's probably how it came about.

The father and son did carpentry work seriously, Cheng Dazhu shook his head gently, and for a while he didn't know if it was right to promise his little grandson to learn carpentry.

He was so focused that it seemed that nothing could compare to what he had in his hands; This kind of concentration, he has only seen when Cheng Mingli is reading, if the carpentry work is equal to reading, he doesn't know what kind of person the little grandson will grow up to be in the end.

Is it a craftsman? Or a reader?

Cheng Dazhu was confused for a moment, then tilted his head and stopped looking; This point of mold at home is not enough at all, and if you want to produce it in large quantities later, the more molds the better.

In the middle of the afternoon, they were busy and had enough lard; They called Mingyi to take the alkali again, and then they operated it, and Mingyi didn't need to ask again.

Mingyi went back to the courtyard to guard the soap that had cooled down, and when the time came, she poked the prepared transparent soap.

A poke and it froze.

Erected.

She took a small wooden knife and cut it from the edge of the mold, and the solidified transparent soap separated from the mold; When the whole soap detached from the mold and rolled down on her legs that were close together, she immediately looked at the shape of the soap.

The long soap mold is naturally a long strip of soap; However, with the addition of small yellow wildflowers, it has a wild taste.