Chapter Seventy-Three: The Passing Year 5

Jia Qiuju went to clean up the kitchen and went to the toilet, took out the guests' clothes and began to sew them.

Her current craftsmanship is even better than Zhang Chunni's, and many people have formulated Jia Qiuju to sew and mend clothes.

Jia Huan sat on the kang, squinting his eyes and cultivating the secret of immortality.

Now that he has cultivated the Secret of Immortality, he is becoming more and more proficient.

The two siblings did not speak, and the room was very quiet, and it seemed even more chaotic and lively.

The sound of quarrels and cries came to their house, and it sounded like there was a conflict between the two families, and the children of the two families also fought, and they were both beaten and cried.

Jia Qiuju didn't put down the work in her hand and went out to watch the excitement or even stop it.

This kind of thing is something she can't participate in.

The fighting power of those sisters-in-law and aunts who quarreled and fought was very strong, and she was a little girl who went up for nothing.

The quarrel ended quickly, and it didn't take long for it to end.

Jia Qiuju smiled.

This kind of thing is very common in the courtyard.

There are many people living in the courtyard, and it is inevitable that there will be friction and conflict.

She was glad that she lived in a covered house, separated from the rest of the compound by a wall.

Time walked another distance in silence, and Zhang Chunni came back with Jia Mancang and Jia Mantun.

Jia Mancang and Jia Mantun both had excited smiles on their faces, and at a glance, they saw that the registration was successful.

Jia Mantun ran to the kang and lifted Jia Huan up.

"Little brother, my eldest brother and I will be able to go to school tomorrow."

"Put me down." Jia Huan hurriedly shouted.

Jia Mantun's small body, Jia Huan was worried that he would lose his strength and fall himself down.

Jia Mantun also felt that his arm was sore, and the child was still quite heavy.

He put down Jia Huan and happily said to Jia Huan again, "Little brother, I'm going to school tomorrow."

Jia Huan was surprised: "So fast?"

Jia Mantun nodded: "Well, well, as long as you pay the money, you can go to school."

Zhang Chunni is also in a good mood: "This church school says that it is charitable, and there are big donors behind it to provide funds, so the tuition fee is not high. I thought I was going to bleed this time, but I didn't expect that less than a third of the money I brought with me was used."

She's really happy that the remaining two-thirds of the money can buy a lot of things.

So, on the way back, Zhang Chunni bought another fish and came back.

Hearing that he could eat meat again at noon, Jia Huan said he was very satisfied.

Zhang Chunni saw that only Jia Qiuju was working, and Jia Dongmei was no longer there, so she asked, "Where is Erya?"

Jia Qiuju: "Er Ya went out early in the morning."

Zhang Chunni frowned: "This girl, I'm lazy again."

Jia Huan didn't say Jia Dongmei's plans, she had to say such a thing herself.

At noon, Jia Dongmei also went home with excitement on her face.

At the dinner table, Jia Dongmei threw out a thunder: "Mother, I worshipped the master to learn the tune. This afternoon, I'll move to my master's house."

Zhang Chunni glared at Jia Dongmei in shock: "What did you say?"

Jia Dongmei: "I want to learn the time tune, I want to move to the master's house."

Zhang Chunni: "Where did you get the money to apprentice?"

Jia Dongmei didn't hide it: "I asked my little brother for it."

Zhang Chunni was so angry that she immediately put down the bowl, took off her shoes from her feet and beat Jia Dongmei.

Jia Dongmei immediately jumped up, ran back to the room shared with her sister and brother, picked up the small package she had prepared a long time ago, and ran out of the door.

"I'm staying at my master's house."

Zhang Chunni couldn't catch up with Jia Dongmei, so she was so angry.

Jia Qiuju and Jia Mancang hurriedly stepped forward to persuade Zhang Chunni.

Jia Huan said, "Mother, it's also very good for my sister to learn to sing. If you have a skill, you will be able to make money in the future."

Zhang Chunni poked a finger at Jia Huan's head: "You kid is still talking for her, but she cheated money from you."

Jia Huan: "The second sister didn't lie to me, she said at the beginning that she wanted money to learn skills, and I support the second sister!"

"You're a kid, and you're supportive." Zhang Chunni said, "All the money you earn from singing in the future will be handed in, and you are not allowed to hide it, do you know?"

Jia Huan nodded obediently on the surface, but in his heart he thought that even if he stole the money, he would not be discovered by them.

After lunch, Jia Huan and Jia Mancang Jia Mantun went out again to make money.

After that, Jia Mancang and Jia Mantun had to go to school, so they couldn't sing every day to make money, so they could only wait until the weekend room to make money.

However, even if you can only sing four times a month to make money, the money you earn is more than the income of the rest of the Jia family in a month.

Zhang Chunni found her old clothes, cut them into two pieces, and made two schoolbags for her two sons.

Jia Huan and Jia Mancang Jia Mantun came to yesterday's place, where there were already people waiting.

They were churchgoers who wanted to hear the new and never-before-heard "Hallelujah" again.

Jia Huan naturally satisfied these people, and sang "Hallelujah" twice with his two elder brothers.

The believers were so happy that they took out their money and threw it into a wooden box.

Jia Huan smiled and narrowed his eyes, looking even more cute.

He speaks fluent English.

"Thank you, gentlemen, for your kindness. To show our appreciation, we decided to sing "Hallelujah" again, but it's not the same one, it's a new song."

When everyone heard this, they were very curious, and they waited with anticrative expectation for the three of them to sing a new song.

Come to think of it, it's just as good.

Jia Huan made a starting gesture, Jia Mancang and Jia Mantun immediately opened their mouths and sang along with Jia Huan.

"The future is so gentle with you, until the rain of new greenery drenches you, can you move forward straight and frankly? Cry out until the day when everything quietly begins to burn. Hallelujah ......"

The song was originally a Japanese song, but for Jia Huan, who is fluent in several Chinese, translating into English was a breeze.

This "Hallelujah" is the theme song of an animation that Jia Huan has watched.

That animation was quite interesting, and it made Jia Huan remember it deeply.

Everyone heard another "Hallelujah" that they had never heard before, which was also very good, and they gave more rewards.

The small wooden box was already full.

The three of them also sang the song "Hallelujah" twice.

Jia Huan saw the gentleman standing in the crowd who had spoken to him yesterday.

This gentleman has an elegant temperament, and Jia Huan guesses that he is not only a musician, but probably an aristocrat.

Next to the man stood a man in a priest's robe, who was supposed to be his friend.

Jia Huan raised an eyebrow, understanding that the priest was probably here for the song "Hallelujah".

Sure enough, after they stopped singing, the gentleman came up with the priest.

"Boy, the song you sang today is also very good."

"Thanks for the compliment." Jia Huan thanked with a smile, "Excuse me, sir, do you have anything to do with me today?"

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