Chapter 79 The Little Devil is Jealous

Although they will not be tested on how to employ people in the short term, it would be helpful to hone their skills in advance if they have the chance, so Xu Wan kept the two curious guys hanging and asked them to think about possible solutions.

The little devil will definitely not be the first to cooperate.

It was the obedient Zong Wenxiu who broke the deadlock: "I think, considering the academy's considerations, it should choose the first option. No matter how bad Mr. Lin is, he is still Lin Yu's father. The dean and teachers can only give advice and cannot interfere in other people's family affairs."

Zong Jincheng didn't want to play along, but seeing that what he said didn't make sense, he immediately retorted: "But didn't you see that Lin Yu had a big fight with him? If she went home with his father, she would definitely be beaten to death! I think it's the latter. Lin Yu would rather follow the dean than go home."

Zong Wenxiu said, "But Lin Yu needs money for his studies and living. The dean has no relatives or friends with him, so why would he be willing to support him?"

Zong Jincheng was speechless when asked: "But we can't let him go home and be beaten to death..."

Zong Wenxiu said: "He certainly won't be beaten to death, but he might be beaten a little harder. There is no overnight hatred between father and son, maybe they will be healed in a few days."

Zong Jincheng pouted and said, "I still don't agree with this decision. It seems that the father will not change in a few days, and Lin Yu will still be wronged. If I were the dean, I would take Lin Yu home. It's just a matter of an extra pair of chopsticks. We have money in the Marquis' Mansion."

Zong Wenxiu reminded him, "Not everyone's life is as good as yours. Have you forgotten the shock?"

The image of the slums flashed through the little devil's mind, and he instantly ran out of reasons to refute.

After a while, he asked again with his big dark eyes shining: "If the dean and the teacher don't care, we can just take Lin Yu home?"

Zong Wenxiu looked at Xu Wan and decided to listen to her.

Xu Wan raised her eyebrows and smiled: "So the solution you two have come up with is still up to you guys? What if there is not just one Lin Yu in the future, but thousands of Lin Yus? What will you do? Use all your own money to save the people from the dire situation?"

The little devil was so brave that he asked impulsively, "Is it not possible?"

Zong Wenxiu pulled him back and reminded him with difficulty: "Brother, I know you have good intentions to help others, but if there are tens of thousands of people, we don't have that much money."

The little devil didn't believe it: "It's impossible, my grandmother is rich enough to rival a country."

Zong Wenxiu said with a headache: "Wealthy enough to rival a country is just an adjective. It doesn't mean that the country can really support itself."

"Ah?" The little devil was confused. Is that so?

Zong Wenxiu said: "We still need to think of a more practical way to let them be self-reliant instead of shouldering all the burdens on ourselves. Otherwise, even if we crush ourselves to death, we won't be able to save millions of people."

Xu Wan nodded and praised: "That's right, it's better to teach people how to fish than to give them fish."

Zong Wenxiu nodded shyly when he was praised by his wife.

The little devil's expression changed immediately.

A bad woman only knows how to praise others.

Treat you differently!

The little devil said angrily: "What do you mean by fish or not? I don't understand what you are talking about."

Xu Wan explained: "It means that it is better to teach people how to fish than to give them ready-made fish. This is a more lasting and effective method."

"But Lin Yu is so young, how can he learn to fish?" The little devil still didn't understand, "How much money can you make from fishing?"

Zong Wenxiu thought, "You can't make much money from fishing, and Lin Yu may not know how to fish. But I think he has excellent grades and studies hard, so his handwriting must be good. In this way, we can use copying books to make money. Copying a book costs 35 coins, which is enough for him to eat and drink."

"35...wen?" Hearing the unit of money again, the little devil was still confused, "Can he really live on this little money? Where does he live?"

Zong Wenxiu nodded and said, "Yes, since ancient times, poor students have made a living by copying books. This is a very common way to make money. Moreover, Qingbo Academy has student dormitories for students to live in. He can live well even if he doesn't go home."

The little devil's thoughts were immediately opened.

It turns out that even a child of his age can survive without relying on his family as long as he is good enough.

Self-reliance...

A kid of his age can actually be self-reliant.

Xu Wan also nodded and revealed the mystery: "Lin Yu didn't want to go home, so the dean handled it this way. He didn't help Lin Yu with money, but helped him contact the person who collected the handwritten books, so that Lin Yu had a place to exchange money."

Zong Wenxiu also laughed, he was actually right in his reasoning.

The dean is also an ordinary person. He has been doing his best to help others. Otherwise, if he only gave fish, he might not be able to live well.

The little devil is unhappy again.

There was deep jealousy in his eyes, jealous that Zong Wenxiu guessed more accurately than he did and that his suggestion seemed so irrelevant.

"Hmph!" The little devil made a loud noise and turned around to get on the carriage.

Zong Wenxiu didn't know what was going on and was about to chase after him.

Xu Wan said from behind: "This kid's self-esteem has been hurt again. He blames others for being too good when he can't beat them. What a proud and arrogant guy. If you try to coax him, you'll be in big trouble."

Zong Wenxiu thought for a moment and said, "My younger brother just doesn't understand these things because he has never been exposed to them. He is slowly learning. I think with his intelligence, he should be able to surpass me soon."

He spoke very sincerely, and then ran towards the carriage.

Xu Wan laughed when she heard this. She complained to Cuizhi, "This child is an altruist without any jealousy."

"Altruism?" Cuizhi seemed to understand, but she managed to continue the conversation, "Master Xiu would rather not get a top score than let Master Cheng pass. Although they are only cousins, their relationship is better than that of many real brothers."

Xu Wan smiled and sighed, "Born in a slum, she was able to teach her child so well. Aunt Hong is also an excellent mother."

Cuizhi nodded in agreement and said, "Since Aunt Hong knew that Master Xiu was being taught by Master Baili in the study with Master Cheng, she told him not to go to her unless necessary and to concentrate on studying in the study. She kept such a distance from him and taught him to listen to you. I think Aunt Hong seems to have regarded you as the mistress of their second room."

Aunt Hong had once planned to have Wen Xiu raised in the old lady's courtyard after her death. Now that she was in good health, she saw hope in Xu Wan.

She was like a sensible concubine who did not want to fight for power, nor did she want to be promoted to the position of a concubine. She only wanted her children to be taught and cared for by their stepmother, so that they would have a good future.

Parents who love their children will plan long-term for them.

Xu Wan could understand.

She replied, "The other day the court doctor told me that Aunt Hong's illness has almost recovered, and told her to go out and bask in the sun more often, and not to be too cautious."

"yes."

In the carriage, the little devil was still angry.

"Jincheng?" Zong Wenxiu shouted.

The little devil turned his head and snorted heavily again.

Zong Wenxiu smiled and said, "Guess what I just said to my wife?"