The Sweet Little Fulang of the Farming Family

Zhao Chuchu was meticulously raised since childhood. Relying on her adoptive mother's doting and wealth, she indulged in idleness, eating, drinking, and merry-making, visiting brothels, and tea...

Chapter 38 Li Xiucai

The next day, Lin Jie'er was overjoyed to learn that she could go to school. She thanked Zhao Chuchu repeatedly. After that, the eight-year-old girl secretly hid in the house and wiped her tears, crying with joy.

During this period, Zhao Chuchu worked in the county town and also inquired about the situation of private schools.

There are three private schools in the county town. The teachers of two of them are scholars, and the teacher of one is an old student.

The old student took the exam for many years but failed to pass the exam. Suddenly, he gave up running a private school and became a teacher.

Zhao Chuchu didn't plan to let Lin Jie'er go to the old boy's school. There were many students there, but most of them went there not for the imperial examinations, but to learn a few words, do arithmetic, and become accountants.

There are two scholars. Scholar Zhang is young, only in his twenties. He is a newly admitted scholar and plans to take the imperial examination in three years.

Another scholar named Li, who was in his thirties, had failed the imperial examination several times and now gave up and opened a private school.

Both scholars have good reputations, but Scholar Li is more strict.

After discussing it, the family decided to let Sister Lin study in Li Xiucai's private school.

Having made up her mind, Zhao Chuchu took Lin Jie'er to Li Xiucai's house.

It was an elegant house in the county town, not big, but not small either. After knocking on the door and explaining their purpose, the housekeeper at the door led them in.

The two of them went to the main hall to wait for Li Xiucai.

Sister Lin and her brother sat on chairs with their hands on their knees. They were well-behaved and appeared calm.

"Don't be nervous, believe in yourself." Zhao Chuchu touched her head.

If Brother Yuan hadn't told her that the more nervous Sister Lin was, the calmer she would appear, she might have been fooled by Sister Lin.

Sister Lin nodded.

Not long after, a woman in her thirties, wearing a green Confucian robe, walked into the main hall.

She had a beautiful and elegant appearance, and her demeanor was indifferent, like an ice lotus blooming on a snowy mountain. The woman was as gentle as jade. Zhao Chuchu knew she had chosen the right person as soon as she saw her.

The Li Xiucai in front of him is not only good-looking, but also a man with great ambitions.

"Are you the one who is here to study?" After getting to know each other, Li Xiucai looked at Sister Lin calmly.

"Zhang Xiulin greets you, sir." The Lin siblings bowed to Li Xiucai with a respectful attitude.

Li Xiucai nodded secretly, "I will test you. If you can satisfy me, you can stay."

"yes."

Zhao Chuchu stepped aside temporarily, and here, Li Xiucai began to ask Lin Jie'er about her basic situation.

After checking whether she could recognize words, how many words she could recognize, and whether she could recite the Three Hundred Thousand Characters, he asked her to recite them once, and then took her to the study and asked her to write on the spot.

Sister Lin learned this from Qiao Fulang.

After more than two months, she had memorized all three hundred characters and recognized quite a few words, but she still couldn't write well.

Qiao Fulang's family has pens, ink, paper and inkstone, but Sister Lin knows that these things are very precious, so even if Qiao Fulang asked her to use them, she would refuse.

Afterwards, Yuanger made a sandbox for her, and she used it to practice calligraphy.

For more than two months, the little girl, who had never held a brush before, felt nervous and excited when she held the brush.

Because she had never used a brush before, she didn't even hold the brush correctly, and the words she wrote were crooked.

Looking at the obviously ugly handwriting, Sister Lin felt a chill in her heart, and she intuitively felt that she might be disliked by Mr. Li.

Li Xiucai's face was calm, and he didn't say anything else. He just watched her write quietly.

"Okay, let's stop here." Li Xiucai said lightly.

Sister Lin carefully put down her pen and stood in front of Mr. Li, behaved very well.