Cui Xian once gave Cui Yu this comment in his heart: Although he is very young, he has the demeanor of a gentleman.

But a gentleman can be deceived by tricks.

Therefore, Cui Xian pretended to be upset and continued, "Although I have decided to go to Pei's house as a book boy, I am also worried and upset. At this time, my brother should come to comfort me, why do you want me to comfort you? Your going to school is a foregone conclusion, brother, are you unwilling to make a brotherly agreement with me?"

Sure enough, after hearing this, Cui Yuhong compromised with red eyes.

He stretched out his hands tremblingly and pressed his two tender fists together.

"...Okay, brother, I promise you. We brothers will work hard on our own and meet at the top someday, and together we will bring glory to the Cui family."

The shabby room is poor and the poor family is destitute.

The two young boys stared at each other and exchanged punches.

Silent, but with infinite power.

The next day, Cui Yu left home crying.

Cui Boshan brought the prepared tuition and accompanied his son to the county town to study at Mr. Gu's private school.

There were also several children of similar age who came here to start their education.

The old teacher led them into the school and asked them to sit down. On each seat there was a book.

The Master said that books are very precious and can be read carefully. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand them, you will understand them later.

The Master also said that this is the first lesson in life, and there is no need to rush to learn to read. Instead, think about why you are studying.

The rest of the children were either ignorant, bewildered, or making faces and distracted.

Only Cui Yu sat in the classroom, first wiping away her tears, then putting her palms on her clothes and wiping them repeatedly.

The Master said something wrong.

This was the second lesson in his life.

Cui Yu had already attended the first class, and the content of that class was so cruel that it made him despair: he had to sacrifice his younger brother so that he could sit here and study.

Therefore, from now on, others can play around, be distracted, and slack off in their studies.

But only Cui Yu can't do that.

While wiping his hands repeatedly, Cui Yu thought to himself: Why should I study?

In order not to sacrifice my younger brother, to bring honor to the Cui family, and to no longer be a laborer.

For... for all the poor people to be able to go to school and not have to sacrifice their own brothers and sisters.

Books are huge, so huge that tens of millions of people have read them for thousands of years, and the more they read, the more insignificant they feel.

The book is very small, so small that it seems infinitely vast, yet it cannot even fulfill the wish of an unenlightened child.

At this moment, Cui Yu had no idea what a grand vision he had set.

The only thing he had eyes for was the book on the table.

The dim morning light pours into the school.

With his clean hands, which were rubbed red by the rough ramie clothes, he carefully opened the book on the table.

It is said: Reading is beneficial.