It is a pleasure to teach such students, and it makes you feel proud when you talk about it!

Not like the two troublemakers in school!

Call Guo Xiaolai every other day!

Mr. Wan feels that Xing'er and Ji'er will not pass the regular school exam after the new year!

Not to mention the college entrance examination next summer!

There will be more provincial examinations in the future!

Yuan Xueyue smiled and said, "Why don't you ask Mr. Wan to give Song'er a name?"

Going to school after the New Year must be something, right?

Mr. Wan was delighted and waved his hands repeatedly, "How dare I, how dare I, it depends on Song Ge'er's own wishes."

Song Ge'er responded quickly,

"I do! Whatever a mother says, a son agrees to."

Mr. Wan smiled.

This child not only listens to his teachers, but also especially listens to his mother!

What’s not to like with a child like this?

Ms. Wan knew in her heart that it was General Guo who invited Song'er's husband, who was asked by his wife.

Mr. Wan was very grateful. He didn't expect that Song Ge'er was better than he had imagined!

"Okay, Song'er, how did you get your name?" Mr. Wan asked.

Song Ge'er bowed and said,

"Sir, my name was chosen by a fortune teller in Lucheng based on the order of the descendants of the Guo family. My surname is Guo, and my given name is Song, so I named it Guo Zisong."

"My grandfather once said that I was a solitary person with a dull face, a humble and peaceful person, so the master gave me the name Song."

Mr. Wan nodded repeatedly.

It’s a good name and cannot be given up. After all, the name suits the person!

Mr. Wan thought for a while and said,

"Guo Zisong, courtesy name Changsong."

"May you, like a long pine tree, live long enough to fulfill your wishes and dreams, and live long enough for a lifetime!"

Song Ge'er's eyes lit up, and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to express his gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Xie Wan, for giving me the calligraphy!"

Guo Changsong.

Yes, it’s the original word!

Yuan Xueyue was touched. Guo Zisong was back on his own track.

He won't lose!

Mr. Wan admitted me in advance and gave me a name. This honor is not something that anyone can bear.

But Song Ge'er did it.

Mr. Wan also likes such students very much. He reached out and patted his little shoulder and said,

"Grow up quickly and pass the imperial examinations. I can't wait to see it."

Yuan Xueyue smiled and said, "Song'er is six years old now, it's still early."

Mr. Wan said, "It's not too early. After the provincial examination and the imperial examination, there are many talented people born! There are a lot of young and promising students. Brother Song, it's possible!"

Song Ge'er's face was calm, but when he glanced at Yuan Xueyue, he knew that it would be fine to be with his mother!

The day of Great Cold.

There was a torrential downpour of snow in the capital, and firewood was piled up in every house and yard.

Xingger felt even more upset and didn't want to go to school at all!

It’s colder and harder to walk than before!

Seeing that Xing'er didn't go, Ji'er also started to stay in bed. After all, they were both the eldest sons of the general's mansion. His mother wouldn't favor anyone, and his grandmother wouldn't care much about him. At the very least, he would have a good life in the future!

As long as nothing happens to the general's father, he will have a good life!

What's more, Ji Ge'er is the eldest son, and his family owns a farm. Now that the farm has harvested half a year, he occasionally goes to the Pear Garden to visit his mother and learns that there are several hundred taels of silver!

You really do honor!

Ji Ge'er didn't expect that this dream would come true so soon. Will this mansion belong to him in the future?

It was so beautiful that he didn’t want to study boring books anymore!

My grandmother didn't make things difficult for me, my mother didn't blame me, and my father just came to the school occasionally to give me a scolding, but it wasn't serious at all!

When Yuan Xueyue heard that her two brothers did not go to school, she remained calm and continued to bury herself in copying things. Under the influence of Song Ge'er, she gradually began to make progress.

Every word is beautiful!

Cui Ping was puzzled, "Madam, are you really not going to talk about them?"

Yuan Xueyue said, "Tell Manager Li in the front yard to send someone to inform the academy. If we say we won't go, then we won't go."

Cui Ping said, "Okay, I'll go and tell her right away."

What brother, eldest young master, second young master, Yuan Xueyue only wants to take care of Brother Song now!

Because, the child is teachable!

Also because they both went to school, they had no idea that Song Ge'er's relationship with his mother was getting better and better.

Song Ge'er always got up early to pay his respects to his mother, even on the coldest days of the year, with wind and rain, and he went through so much trouble that he almost killed his two brothers.

Therefore, Yuan Xueyue followed the actively learning Song Ge'er to study. She had read some poetry and classics in Lucheng, so it was not a difficult task for her. Her handwriting also had its own style.

Yuan Xueyue didn't get up so early on a cold and snowy day, and her mother-in-law didn't want to see her on such a day at all.

Unexpectedly, Song Ge'er was waiting for him in the main hall.

Yuan Xueyue had no choice but to wash up and go, ordering Cuiping and the maids to prepare breakfast!

As soon as he entered the house, the charcoal fire was ready. Song Ge'er looked very good. He had eaten well, drank well, and lived well in the past six months. He had grown taller, but he didn't become lazy at all.

When Song Ge'er saw Yuan Xueyue, he immediately bowed and said,

"A son pays his respects to his mother!"

Yuan Xueyue came over to help him up and said, "It's so cold, why are you up so early?"

"Mr. Wan is not coming today, he will come tomorrow."

Song Ge'er said meaninglessly, "It's okay, son is willing to come and accompany mother."

Yuan Xueyue smiled and said, "Why do you have to work so hard? You can learn from your two brothers. In this kind of weather, they can't get up until 9:00 a.m.."

Song Ge'er said, "My son doesn't dare to do that, for fear that mother will be displeased."

Yuan Xueyue was puzzled. "Mother won't blame you. It's okay for you to be lazy occasionally."

She doesn't want to be so dedicated in this life.

What’s more, Song Ge’er is so self-aware!

Song Ge'er hesitated and said, "Son, I just want to spend more time with my mother."

Yuan Xueyue was stunned, "..."

Yes, he has such a simple mind, why should I say that?

"Okay, it was a misunderstanding, mother. Let's have our meal." Yuan Xueyue said.

At this time, Cuiping and others also brought breakfast, including fragrant meat porridge, pastries, and delicious stir-fried dishes.

Song Ge'er's eyes were filled with joy. He looked up at his mother beside him. She was so beautiful and kind!

If it were in previous years, Song Ge'er might have been living in the kiln house in Lucheng, eating coarse food!

Moreover, he had to endure such extremely cold weather, shivering in a tattered fur coat, with his hands and feet all frostbitten!

Yuan Xueyue silently picked up the chopsticks to eat, and her eyes inadvertently glanced at Song Ge'er who raised his hand to eat.

Song Ge'er's hand appeared inadvertently, and the little hand with red hemp spots looked very desolate!

Yuan Xueyue was startled and immediately grabbed his hand!

"Why is this happening?" Yuan Xueyue said with concern.

Song Ge'er didn't care and smiled.

"It's okay, mother. I've been freezing these past few years in Lucheng. My hands are like this today. They'll be fine in a couple of days."

"It doesn't hurt at all."

Yuan Xueyue said, "Where doesn't it hurt? My hand is like this."

Song Ge'er said quickly, "My son will not be delayed in studying and writing, please rest assured, mother!"

Yuan Xueyue was startled.

This child is always worried about not doing well, it's so heartbreaking!