Chapter 293 Tools

After finishing the homework, the next step is to distribute new books.

Books with the fragrance of ink were distributed to the children, and all of them held them in their arms and read them over and over again.

"Huang An, you have beautiful handwriting. Could you please write my name on the cover?"

Gu Huangan's deskmate handed the new book to Gu Huangan and asked with a smile.

"Okay." Gu Huangan naturally wouldn't refuse such a small matter.

He picked up the pen and his deskmate worked diligently on it. Soon, three words that were just beginning to show their talent appeared on the first page of the textbook.

Looking at the words, he suddenly remembered what his two brothers who were always getting into trouble were doing now?

Have you arrived in Kyoto yet? Are you preparing for the exam?

The people he was talking about were naturally Su Yichen and Shen Shuyan.

The fact that he can write so well is due to the efforts of these two people.

After all, during every labor practice class, he didn't mind the two of them making trouble, and was kind enough to let them work on his fields and slow down the busy farming process.

The two felt bad for him, so they helped Gu Huangan a lot with his studies.

Su Yichen was born into a prominent family. He had been copying the works of great masters since he was a child, and learning the articles of famous scholars from aristocratic families. So even though he was not very good, his calligraphy was definitely something he could show off.

Under his guidance, Gu Huangan's calligraphy became better and better, and even Master Du praised it when he saw it.

"Huang An, can you help me write my name too?" Seeing this, other students also asked.

Gu Huangan withdrew his thoughts. They were classmates who spent every day together, so he naturally would not refuse.

But who would have thought that when he started writing, almost everyone in the class made requests, and in the end, he actually wrote the names of all the students.

Looking at the long queue, Gu Huangan felt for the first time that it was difficult to be a good person.

After publishing the new book, the next thing to do is naturally to clean the house.

The school had been deserted for over a month, leaving dust everywhere. In the courtyard and on the Cuju field, rotting leaves clung to life in the shadows. Various weeds, braving the cold and emerging early to see the world, swayed in the wind.

These all need to be cleaned up, which is quite a lot of work.

But the children did not find it troublesome at all. They even couldn't wait for the labor committee to arrange the division of labor. As soon as they heard what they needed to do, they ran out immediately for fear that their positions would be taken away by others.

The yard suddenly felt like spring had arrived early, and the children were like chirping orioles.

There are only two people, Gu Yuhe and Zhang Chuyan, so they just need to clean the classroom.

Oh, that's not right. Zhang Chuyan will soon be on his own.

Because Zhang Chuyan's progress was too fast and Gu Yuhe's progress was too slow, the speed at which the two acquired knowledge was no longer at the same level, so after research and discussion at the faculty and staff meeting, it was decided that Gu Yuhe would be held back.

Yes, the first repeater of Qiushi Academy—Gu Yuhe.

So, Zhang Chuyan had to clean the classroom alone.

At this moment, Gu Yuhe still didn't know what impact being the first repeater would have on him. He only knew that he would no longer have to be tortured in the same class with Zhang Chuyan, the study monster.

He no longer had to face Mr. Huo's idiotic look.

He is free!

He hugged his messy pile of test papers and books. Seeing Zhang Chuyan busy cleaning the classroom, he quickly put away the smile on his face and pretended to be very reluctant to leave, even with a tendency to cry. "Chuyan, I can't bear to leave you."

Zhang Chuyan was busy wiping the table, not even looking up. "You just changed classes."

There's only a ten-meter corridor between the two classes. There's no need to make it like a life-and-death separation, okay?

Besides, don’t think that he didn’t hear Gu Yuhe’s suppressed voice.

Gu Yuhe was stunned by his expression, which seemed to be about to start crying. How could this person not have a sense of humor? "Let's go. It's boring!"

"Go to your new class and study hard so you don't get held back next semester."

Gu Yuhe, who had just walked to the door, staggered in fright when he heard this. "Zhang Chuyan!"

Humph! He decided to break off his friendship with Zhang Chuyan for three days.

Is being able to read a book such a big deal? Just wait, when he becomes a big boss, he'll make Zhang Chuyan work as a waiter in his most remote shop, and deduct his wages every month! He'll have to beg for his wages before he'll pay him!

Anyway, he had already made up his mind. He would not study after this semester, no matter what. He was going to Juzhou to find Kang Zige. He wanted Kang Zige to teach him how to do business!

Looking at Gu Yuhe who left angrily, Zhang Chuyan sighed and shook his head.

My friend has no talent for studying, so it seems he needs to work harder. After all, the Gu family can't rely on the master alone. He needs to grow up quickly and help the master support the Gu family.

Thinking of this, my hands moved faster.

Clean up quickly so you can read and study. Work harder in the new semester!

Gu Jiayue walked in the school, watching the children carrying water, sweeping the floor, talking and laughing. Her mood was very good.

This scene reminded her of her labor classes when she was a child, when she carried buckets and towels to clean the school bit by bit.

Continue walking forward and you will arrive at Jinxiu Tower.

It's a little noisier in here than outside.

After all, there are hundreds of girls together, and each of them can talk for half a day.

At this time, they were all holding cleaning tools and working in groups of three or five to clean various teaching aids in the classroom.

"Ouch." A cry of pain was heard and everyone looked over quickly.

"Sister Sunflower, are you okay?"

Zhao Kuihua helped the little girl stand up, holding her hand. She explained with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay. I just didn't see the road clearly."

Qingcao helped Zhao Kuihua pat her dirty skirt and said worriedly, "Did your mother and the others force you to embroider again?"

Zhao Kuihua lowered her head and said nothing, but that said it all.

Qingcao was a little angry. "Why are they like this? Hasn't the teacher told them many times? Embroidery hurts the eyes. They can't embroider for long periods of time. They need to rest their eyes."

She threw the rag in her hand, grabbed Kuihua's hand and was about to walk forward. "Let's go, let's go tell the teacher."

Kuihua hurriedly stopped her. "Qingcao, don't go. Don't bother the Master. No one can solve my family's problems."

"But, but if you continue like this you will definitely go blind."

Sunflower gave a bitter smile, as if to tell Qingcao, but also to herself. "Mom said that once my brother passes the imperial examination, I won't have to embroider anymore."

What happened to Zhao Kuihua's family was no secret in Taohua Village.

Kuihua is thirteen years old this year. When Gu Jiayue opened the school, her parents were reluctant to send her there, but they were very proactive in sending their son there.

They were afraid that they would not be able to enter the school, so they came early to queue up and wait.

Later, Gu Jiayue offered to teach the girls embroidery for free, and after hearing from a neighbor that if she had the skills, she could make a lot of money as an embroiderer, her parents hurriedly sent her over.

Maybe Kuihua was born to do this job. She has a keen eye for color matching and can always find the color that best matches the real object among a pile of similar embroidery threads.

And the things she shows always make people feel very spiritual, as if they are coming alive at first glance.

Hua Chao liked this student very much and gave her a lot of special tutoring in private.

Who knew this would become her death warrant?

After her parents knew her talent, they used her as a tool to make money and made her do embroidery day and night.

It hasn't been long and Kuihua's eyes are almost damaged.

"Your brother is only eight years old. How many years will it take for him to pass the imperial examination and become a scholar?" Qingcao was a little anxious.

The people around also stopped what they were doing and gathered around.

"Yes, Sunflower, I heard from my brother that your brother's academic performance is not very good. He is at the bottom of his class. It is still unknown whether he can pass the examination to become a Tongsheng. Your eyesight is not good enough now. If you endure for a few more years, won't you go blind?"

Another person sneered, "You are really like the eunuch who is anxious when the emperor is not. She is very happy. Why do you care about her?"

Qingcao was a little angry, staring at the person who spoke with wide eyes. "Li Tonghua, Kuihua is our best friend, why are you talking about her like that?"

Li Tonghua crossed his arms and said, "I don't have a friend like that. I advise you to stop caring about her, or you'll end up being sold out without even knowing it."

"You!" Qingcao was so angry that her face turned red, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

This Li Tonghua is becoming more and more hateful. Not only did he suddenly stop playing with them, but he even said such sarcastic words to hurt Kuihua.

It's so abominable!

Gu Jiayue and Hua Chao stood at the corner and saw it all.

Hua Chao sighed. "Miss, is it right or wrong for us to teach these girls?"