Actually, he had wanted to study ever since he saw his uncle's family start their education, but whenever he mentioned it, his mother would beat him up.

He knew that his mother subsidized his uncle's schooling. His mother wanted others to study because he was smart, but she said he was stupid and wouldn't let him study.

So the eldest child subconsciously gave this answer that satisfied his mother.

But actually, if he could go to school, he would be willing to give up all the delicious food at home!

No, even if his mother and the second and third children eat, he would be willing to eat only coarse food and wild vegetables!

Yin Lan was thinking of sending her child to school, but she didn't expect him to be unwilling.

“Alright,” Yin Lan replied.

She guessed that the child had never been exposed to it before, and that she would try finding a tutor or sending the child to a school later, just in case the child liked it.

Da Wa was unaware of Yin Lan's inner thoughts, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed. Sure enough, his mother didn't want him to study at all.

But actually, he was very clever. He secretly sneaked in to listen when others were learning to read and write. He remembered things that other children couldn't remember, and he was afraid of forgetting them, so he kept talking about them all day long.

If he could study, he would put in all his effort and do better than everyone else, at least three times better than his uncle's family!

Three is already the largest number this child knows.

"Mom, I want to study!" Erwa, who was standing nearby, heard this and immediately raised his hand with meat still in his mouth.

"Yes, you're at that age, it's time for you to start learning. I'll think of something."

Erwa was so happy that he picked up another big mouthful of meat.

The eldest child stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

What?

Mother wants Erwa to go to school?

What about him?

"If you start school, your family won't be able to afford fish and meat anymore, and they'll have to sell them to make money. Will you still continue your studies?" Yin Lan asked Erwa.

Erwa was about to nod, but the fish in his mouth smelled so good.

His eyes darted around, and he answered crisply and decisively.

"I'm not reading anymore!"

Yin Lan: ......

She gently tested the child, and it turned out the child only had food in his eyes.

The older child silently added in his mind that he wouldn't eat; he wanted to read.

But no one can hear what's in his heart.

On the other side.

After Zhao Dashan returned home, his grandmother came back from visiting other people's homes, and only then did he take out the candy that Yin Lan had given him.

This was borrowed before.

When Old Mrs. Zhao took a look, she realized that the amount she had lent out was actually more than what she had already given out. This Mrs. Yin really knew how to get along with people.

She saw the tree that Zhao Dashan had dragged back and thought the jujube wood was quite good, but she told Zhao Dashan, "Make good use of what you give people. The Yin family is a good family. They are good to us, so we should be grateful."

Zhao Dashan also took out some copper coins, "They were given to me by my wife, who said it would cost six copper coins to go into town."

Seeing his wife come out, he took out some steamed buns again, "Mom, have a taste."

Grandma Zhao knew that it was something he had saved for his child and wife. The boy was alright; he knew he couldn't give it to them, so he went inside and secretly gave it to his wife and child.

Zhao Dashan and Zhao Dachuan are very different.

If it were Zhao Dachuan, he would have to ask Old Madam Zhao to pay for it, but she probably wouldn't even see a glimpse of the steamed buns.

In her early years, she favored her eldest son, but as time went on, she realized which son was the most caring.

This Lady Yin was even more generous.

Even if they don't give you money, just a big white steamed bun would be enough for a round trip.

She's probably repaying the kindness of helping her three children back then; she's someone who knows how to be grateful.

"I'll just try a little. You take it back for your wife and Da Hu and Er Hu to eat," said Grandma Zhao.

She thought for a moment and then added.

"Take a look and see what the Yin family is lacking, and make it for her if it's suitable."

That's how relationships are built: you give me a little, and I'll give you even more in return.

Through this back-and-forth interaction, the feelings deepened.

If it were the old Yin Lan, Old Mrs. Zhao would never have associated with her. But things are different now. Perhaps the blow from her maternal family finally woke her up.

The Chen family.

Grandma Chen took the cotton and cloth, glanced around several times to make sure no one was in the yard, and then quietly took them inside.

Just as Mrs. Chen was closing the door, Mrs. Hu came out of the kitchen and saw Mrs. Chen's back.

She guessed that, given Old Mrs. Chen's skill level, the clothes were already half-finished and it was time to add cotton padding. She had sneaked into the old lady's room to take a look before.

Thinking that a pound of cotton is such a large pile, even if she takes a little bit, no one will notice.

Even if it is discovered, who can say that she did it?

Unfortunately, after going inside, I searched everywhere but couldn't find the cotton or cloth.

Now it seems that the old lady actually took the cotton and cloth back to Madam Yin, intending to bring them back when needed.

This old lady is so biased, she's practically biased to the other side of the mountain!

When making clothes for Madam Yin, why didn't the old lady help make clothes for Dazhuang?

At this moment, Chen Lao Er came in from outside, glanced at his wife, and went inside to talk to Old Master Chen.

Old Master Chen puffed on his pipe, while Second Brother Chen looked displeased. "I've inquired, and the allowance can only be collected by relatives. Chen Yourun will be back soon, so I slipped some money to redo all the records. Yin's reputation isn't good, and everyone in the village knows she receives the allowance every month. Not many people know that Youju collects it on her behalf, so even if Yin says something, no one will necessarily believe her."

Grandpa Chen nodded.

"Chen Yourun will be back soon. I heard his foot injury is serious, and we don't even know if it will heal. His kung fu skills are probably useless now. Why should we be afraid of him?"

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