Song Rushuang's schooling was settled faster than she had expected.

They had just returned to Baishui Town, and the next day, Duan Dinglan went to help her with the admission procedures.

Song Rushuang thought about this matter very seriously.

She is not a child in the true sense of the word. If she really has to start school from kindergarten, it will be a torture for Song Rushuang.

Song Rushuang discussed this matter with Duan Dinglan very seriously.

Duan Dinglan did not ignore it either.

Compared to Song Rushuang, she seemed to have had this problem for a long time.

"Xiao Qi, do you have any ideas? Which grade do you want to start from?"

Song Rushuang was puzzled by this problem for a moment.

In her previous life, although Song Rushuang was in an orphanage, she had already taught herself all the courses before college.

But she is only four years old now. No matter how many grades she skips, it is impossible for her to go directly to college.

Seeing Song Rushuang's tangled expression, Duan Dinglan asked with some concern:

"Xiao Qi, tell me the truth, what is your starting point?"

Song Rushuang was silent for a while.

She felt that she couldn't tell the truth, as it would easily scare Duan Dinglan.

"Mom, I think it should be at least... junior high school."

Her conservative statement still surprised Duan Dinglan to some extent.

"J-junior high school?"

Duan Dinglan had never been to school, but she knew that the so-called junior high school students were mostly children of twelve or thirteen years old.

Now, her little Qi actually said that she could start studying from junior high school.

For a moment, Duan Dinglan didn't know whether he should be happy or worried.

She was happy because every parent hopes that their child can succeed; but she was worried because she behaved so differently and if she was targeted by someone with ulterior motives, trouble would ensue.

"Xiao Qi, does it have to be junior high school?"

Song Rushuang also understood what Duan Dinglan was worried about.

But this is her limit.

"Mom, it really has to be junior high school."

In fact, for her, who is in her twenties in both lives, to deal with teenagers is a tormenting thing in itself.

But this is much better than playing with four or five-year-old children.

This is not as good as the best, but at least better than the worst.

After Duan Dinglan confirmed that Song Rushuang was not joking, his attitude became serious.

"I'm afraid it will take some time for me to make the arrangements. Xiaoqi, don't worry, I will definitely make sure you get what you want and go to the school you want."

She suddenly became full of energy, as if she was not frightened by Song Rushuang's sudden decision.

Song Rushuang nodded.

Of course she believed that Duan Dinglan would handle this matter well.

Duan Dinglan has always been focused on his own affairs.

However, things were far from as smooth as Song Rushuang had imagined.

At least Duan Dinglan encountered many obstacles in arranging her admission.

Everyone seemed to think Duan Dinglan was joking.

Just think about it, a child under the age of five generally has not yet matured mentally.

Isn’t it really a fantasy to think that a child like this can go to junior high school?

There might be geniuses, but could such a rare genius appear in a century really appear in such a small town?

Just like that, everyone basically rejected Duan Dinglan's request.

Song Rushuang's schooling suddenly became a problem that could not be called a problem.

The fact that her granddaughter couldn't go to school naturally alarmed Old Mrs. Song.

She went to Duan Dinglan and her daughter overnight.

Listen carefully as Song Rushuang told her what she meant.

In fact, Song Rushuang was still a little nervous.

It is difficult for most people to accept her decision.

As a result, before she could explain further, the old lady showed a thoughtful expression:

"Ding Lan doesn't have much experience in this matter, so I, an old woman, should go and talk to them. Our little Qi is naturally smart and wants to start from junior high school. This is giving them a living signboard. I want to see which family will refuse!"

In the end, Old Mrs. Song thought things were too simple. She ran around and visited many schools.

No one seems willing to believe this fact.

Things seemed to be at a stalemate until a person suddenly appeared and broke the deadlock.

If this person is not Song Xiaoliu, Song Rushuang’s biological brother, Song Ruxuan, who else could it be?

Speaking of which, Song Rushuang hasn't seen Song Xiaoliu for half a year.

He had been enrolled in the Juvenile Political Science and Law Class at a very young age, and only spent about one month a year at the Song family.

However, Duan Dinglan informed him of everything that happened at home through letters.

So, when he came back this time, he didn't ask much about this matter.

As soon as Song Xiaoliu came back, Song Rushuang became attached to her brother whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Except for sleeping, I stay with him almost all the time.

The two of them seemed to have endless things to talk about.

Duan Dinglan smiled and teased, "Xiao Qi, do you miss your brother so much? Then why don't you go to school with your brother?"

Song Xiaoliu thought about it for a while and felt that this method was a good idea.

"Mom, haven't you finished your sister's schooling yet?"

Duan Dinglan nodded somewhat embarrassedly:

"Yes, your sister is smarter than you. Ordinary kindergartens are naturally not suitable for her. And if she wants to go to junior high school, no school in Baishui Town dares to accept her."

"How about letting my sister go to our school with me?"

This was not a sudden idea of ​​Song Xiaoliu. He thought that since Song Rushuang would have no way out in Baishui Town anyway, it would be better for her to go out with him.

Duan Dinglan was a little moved, but did not agree immediately.

After all, it was because Song Rushuang was too young, and she would be worried if she really left her to live in another city.

The reason why she did not refuse was that studying in the same place with Xiaoliu was undoubtedly a good thing for Song Rushuang.

She also didn't want her child's future to be affected because of herself.

Song Rushuang immediately saw the concerns in Duan Dinglan's heart.

She just pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice:

"Brother, Xiaoqi doesn't want to go to another Xiaoqi. Xiaoqi wants to stay with mother and accompany her."

In addition, she is also thinking about opening a small shop at home.

Duan Dinglan was immediately moved beyond words.

But after Song Rushuang expressed her opinion, she had other ideas about this matter.

"Xiao Qi, your brother's place has a good environment and is a good place. It would be a shame if you missed it."

"Mom, even though my brother's class is for young students, he was the youngest student there and he already caused a sensation when he went there a year ago. If I go there again at my age, I'm afraid people will come to ask about me again."