The Wan family’s house is newer and bigger than the Chang family’s old house.

This was Chang Shun’s first thought when he stepped into the yard.

Wan Changsheng took him to the west room and said, "Your mother and I will live in the east room, and you will live in the west room. The toilet and washroom are in the backyard, and the chickens you raise are also in the backyard.

Ping An, we will call you Ping An from now on, and hope that you will have a peaceful and smooth life. "

Chang Shun lowered his eyes: "I know, Dad."

Wan Changsheng raised his lips and said in a gentle voice, "Be good, take a look around. This will be your home from now on. You are my eldest son, Wan Changsheng."

Mei Niang stood quietly, looking at her son's small body, feeling indescribable in her heart. Perhaps this was the best?

Chang Shun, no, Wan Ping'an put his package into the kang cabinet in the room. The room was not small, with a big kang, two kang cabinets, and tables and chairs. It was a bit empty, but very clean and tidy, probably because it was a new house.

The main house has three large rooms, with bedrooms on the left and right and a main room in the middle. Behind the main room is a wooden wall, behind the wall is a granary and a grocery room.

The front yard is quite large, with a well in the upper left corner. You don't have to go out to get water. Not far from the yard is a stream with clear water. There are wide bluestone slabs on both sides, making it very convenient to wash clothes and vegetables.

The vegetable garden is right next to the house, a very large vegetable garden with thin bamboos surrounding it to form a hedge, and many things have been planted in it.

I have to say, this place is really nice to live in, a hundred times better than living in the village.

He was not a real kid who liked to be in a crowd. On the contrary, there was a gentle slope behind the house and a low mountain not far away. This environment was more suitable for him.

Somehow, he always felt that his father in this life might not be dead, but had married and had children in another place. Rather than living with a stepmother, it would be better for him to follow his biological mother and remarry.

After strolling outside the yard, he returned home and saw his mother and stepfather in the kitchen, one making fire and the other cutting vegetables, just like an old couple.

He walked through the wall and came to the backyard, which was not small either. It had a firewood shed and a dog shed connected together, and next to them were a toilet and a washroom.

The toilet is well designed. The pit is outside the courtyard wall. The used water from the washroom is poured into a wooden barrel. When needed, just flush it with water. It is clean and tidy. This is something that is not available in the houses in Changjia Village.

The chicken coop was on the other side of the wall, and inside were his ten old hens and a rooster. My mother wanted to give a few to my grandmother, but she refused, saying that she had plenty at home.

To be honest, he was a little reluctant to let go, if for no other reason than that these chickens were basically the ones he had raised since they were young.

Back in the room, he sat cross-legged on the kang. The warmth of the kang made him feel relaxed.

This body of mine can be said to be a complete Da Zhou person. From the time I was born into my mother's womb to now, when I am seven and a half years old, I have only gained all the memories of my previous life.

But with the medical skills he remembered, if he could use them well, he could live a better life than most people.

A doctor, especially a good doctor with good medical skills, is still very respected, because medical skills are not easily passed on to outsiders and are basically inherited from the family. Therefore, even if he has great medical skills, he cannot display them without a good master.

It takes opportunity to find a good master.

Just put it aside for now.

My stepfather knows medicine, and collecting herbs is also a source of income for the family. Unfortunately, I was still too young. In the past few years, my mother and I have depended on each other, and life has been very hard. My little body looks no more than five or six years old.

He looked at his own hands, which were small and thin, like little claws. There was no baby fat or dimples.

Being so small and weak, my stepfather would not take me up the mountain. Not to mention that he is a good person, it would be difficult to take him just for the sake of his reputation.

Studying in the Zhou Dynasty was not cheap. After one or two years of study, one could learn a few words and do a little math. It was not difficult. One could just buy two simple books such as Thousand Character Classic and Hundred Family Names, and use the cheapest pens and ink, or even branches on the ground to practice.

But the imperial examination was different. You had to start reading at the age of seven or eight, but you might not pass the exam and become a scholar at the age of twenty. The better books were very expensive, and the examination fees were even more expensive. Roughly speaking, it would cost at least ten taels of silver a year, not counting the examination fees.

My stepfather's family is of average condition, and they will have children in the future. It will cost hundreds of taels of silver for his stepson to study. Even if he is willing, he has to be able to afford it.

Besides, he himself didn't want to do that. He didn't want to accept too much kindness from others, nor did he want to drag down this new family.

I heard that my biological father's family was considered well-off in the village. His grandfather had been doing business outside all year round and had a much higher income than others. But later on, his health deteriorated and the family's financial situation immediately deteriorated. They even sold the family's land to support his father's path to the imperial examination.

In the end, everything was in vain.

He couldn't explain how he felt at that moment. He gave away the clan land and took the divorce letter, all for the sake of getting the clan to let him follow his mother to remarry.

The reason for following his mother to remarry was to prevent himself from having to live under the stepmother's nose if his father was still alive.

He didn't want to be the poor little one and didn't want to test people's hearts. A father might pay less attention to his son, but he might not have bad intentions. It was different with stepmothers. Very few of them would treat their stepchildren well.

He is now a typical person with many thoughts and little ideas.

Since he was two years old, the Chang family encountered one misfortune after another. Life at home became difficult and there was no more laughter and joy. At such a young age, he seemed to have forgotten the optimism of his previous life and became increasingly silent.

There were two dishes and a soup for dinner. This was the first real dinner together for the family of three.

"Ping An, eat more, you're growing taller." Mei Niang picked up a piece of food for her son with chopsticks and explained, "The leftovers at the table were taken away by the people who helped. These are cooked by mother."

Her son has been particularly fond of cleanliness since he was young. He would not eat the leftovers of others, no matter how hungry he was. He must have inherited his father's style.

Wan Changsheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly. His wife still didn't call him Dashunzi after all. It might be out of selfishness. He still hoped that the child would break away from the past as much as possible from the moment he entered the Wan family, including the name given by the child's biological father, so that he could truly be his, Wan Changsheng's, son.

It is so nice to have a wife and children. In the past, when he lived alone, he often cooked a pot of food at a time and ate it all day. It was not delicious at all, just enough to fill his stomach.

That night, Wan Changsheng took out his savings, "Mei Niang, this is all the money I have saved. There are still fifty taels here. I spent twenty taels on building the house, eighteen taels on the betrothal gift, and two or three taels on other wedding expenses. I kept more than one tael for myself. I plan to buy more food in a few days. There is not much food stored at home, and it is not enough for three people."

Mei Niang opened her eyes wide: "Husband, why are there so many?"

Wan Changsheng was somewhat proud and explained the whole story of the silver. "Fifty taels is not much. I plan to send Ping An to school. The child is very smart. If he studies well and can take the imperial examination, this silver will not be a big deal."

Mei Niang's eyes turned red: "Husband, studying is very expensive. I will try to do more in the future. I will save as much as I can."

Wan Changsheng smiled and said, "I'll hide this silver for now. My husband and I will work hard in the future. When Ping An grows up, we will have to send his younger brother to school."