Chapter 243: Aren’t You Raising Them Like Your Own Child?
She pursed her lips, squatted down and wrote: "Can I?"
She can't even speak, and her mother had to teach her how to write. Can she really go to a private school and study with a teacher?
"Of course, you can go to school as long as you want. I'll take care of it." Sang Yu patted his chest and took the responsibility of the matter.
She was not speaking without purpose. She knew this kind of person, Lord Censor. He was a stubborn person among the civil servants. He would never give up his so-called literary pride and open a private school unless he was completely desperate.
Since you are short of money, just spend it.
Xiao Zhao doesn't talk and won't disrupt class discipline. Adding her here means we can earn a little more money without having to put in much effort, so why not?
It was still early, so Sang Yu went out to find Xiao Hu to ask how much tuition the children in the village usually had to pay to attend private school.
"As for the tuition, it's not fixed. It usually depends on the teacher of each private school. Miss Sang, you know that the people living in the upper village are..."
Xiaohu didn't finish the rest of the words, but Sangyu could guess what he wanted to say. It was nothing more than saying that those people were seeking fame and reputation, holding on to their integrity and are very arrogant.
She knew it in her heart, but couldn't say it directly. Sang Yu just smiled and continued to ask, "There must be a median. I can prepare for it when I get back. I'd also like to trouble Brother Xiaohu for advice."
"Well, I don't deserve your advice. Generally speaking, it's about a hundred kilograms of grain."
Sang Yu estimated in his mind that the price of rice was now thirty wen per dou, which is ten jin, and one hundred jin of grain would be three hundred wen.
This is not a price that is too expensive but it is definitely not cheap either.
You know, the tuition fee is not something you have to pay once, it has to be paid every year. Fortunately, her family can still afford it.
After asking him about what ordinary children need to prepare for attending private school and whether there are any precautions, Sang Yu went home satisfied.
It was completely dark on the way back, but fortunately every household on the roadside had lit oil lamps, which helped her find the direction.
When she was almost at the door of her house, Sang Xingjia, who was holding an oil lamp and preparing to go out to look for him, saw her coming back and hurried to meet her.
"Why are you back so late? Your family is so worried." He protected the oil lamp from being blown out by the wind and led Sang Yu back.
"I was chatting with Brother Xiaohu about the private school for a while and forgot it gets dark early today."
Sang Yu gave a brief explanation, and seeing that he was in a dilemma while carefully protecting the oil lamp and watching his step, she felt like laughing.
"Brother, it's just a short distance. Forget about the oil lamp. The moonlight will allow you to see clearly."
There is no haze or pollution in the mountains. Every night the sky is filled with stars, and even the moon looks brighter than it does in later times.
After saying that, she ignored Sang Xingjia and walked past him towards home.
The food had already been placed on the eight-immortal table in the main hall, and was kept warm with a large pot cover. It was obvious that they didn't know when she would come back and were waiting for her to eat together.
Now that everyone is here, let’s start eating.
During the meal, Sang Yu talked about sending her two children to private school.
Sang Xinghao is now seven or eight years old and has already started to learn elementary school. If he were in the capital, he should be learning to read and study with teachers at this age. His family has no objection to this.
only……
Several pairs of eyes secretly glanced at Xiao Zhao who was busy eating. Are they going to send even this little girl of unknown origin to a private school?
I'd been raising her at home before, since she was just a little girl and couldn't eat much, so I just kept her. But now I have to send her to school. Isn't that like raising her as my own child? Is it worth it?
Their little tricks couldn't be hidden from Sang Yu. She first picked up some pork for Xiao Zhao. The child only ate vegetables and no meat. She didn't know whether he didn't like it or was afraid to pick it up.
Then she raised her head and said seriously, "I know you may think that a girl like Xiao Zhao doesn't need to go to a private school, but she has done me a favor, and I should do my best to repay her."
"Since she lives in our house now, she should have everything that our children have."
It is no exaggeration to say that the bag of pepper seeds is worth a fortune.
Xiao Zhao might not know its value, but it was a relic left to her by her parents. She was willing to give it to herself, so she should accept this favor.
The importance of chili peppers may not be apparent to the family now, but they will understand after they harvest the peppers and prepare dishes with them next year.
Even if Sang Yu told them now, they wouldn't believe it. It would be better for her to just use the excuse of repaying a favor to get her family to accept her.
After these words were spoken, the room fell into complete silence.
Seeing that no one spoke, Sang Yu simply called out their names: "Dad, what do you think?"
Sang Yongjing tried to play dead to escape, but he couldn't escape this after all. He smiled awkwardly and said, "It's all right, Dad will listen to you."
Most of the money in the family is earned by Sang Yu, and she is the one who makes the decisions. No one can change what she has decided.
Even if he had an opinion, he wouldn't dare voice it. Besides, it wasn't a big deal after all. Sending one child to a private school was fine, sending two was fine, so they both went.
Both the nominal head of the family and the actual head of the family have made their decision, and the matter is settled.
When she returned to the room, washed up and prepared to go to bed, Sang Yu had just sat down on the edge of the bed when a furry little head snuggled into her arms, resting its head on her knees and staring at her from bottom to top.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" She gently brushed away the loose hair on Xiao Zhao's face and asked softly.
Xiao Zhao shook her head, took her hand and wrote in her palm.
"Thank you?" After communicating with her for a long time, Sang Yu can now understand most of the commonly used traditional Chinese characters, and guessed the word before she finished writing.
"Because I spoke up for you just now, are you thanking me?"
Sang Yu smiled and said, "You're welcome. I'm the one who should be thanking you. Those seeds helped me a lot. If you want anything, just tell me and I'll do my best to satisfy you."
She didn't say too much, as children's ideas are often unrealistic. If the other party wanted the moon in the sky, she really would be helpless.
Xiao Zhao shook her head again and lay there quietly for a while before stepping away.
She didn't want anything. She had nothing now, no relatives, no friends, no ties. She just wanted to follow her sister and be together forever. That was enough.
Sending children to school is a big deal, so Sang Yu called Sang Yongjing and took the two children to wash and dress up early in the morning, ready to meet the teacher.
Sang Xingjia also wanted to go over and take a look, but Sang Yu stopped him with one sentence: "Then why don't you take us to meet the teacher you like?"
He suddenly lost all interest and quickly put on his bamboo basket and took the axe and went into the mountains to chop firewood as if he was running away.
"Yu'er, why does it seem to me that your eldest brother is in a panic, like he's running away?"
Looking at his back, Sang Yongjing, who had always been a calm person, also realized that something was wrong.
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