Shen Zhihuan sent the two little girls to Li Qiuhua's room to take a nap.

She and Shen Zhimei began to clean up the empty room next to the kitchen.

This room used to be the room of Mr. and Mrs. Li the butcher. After they passed away, the room became empty and was usually used to store baskets, backpacks, hoes and other things.

After moving the messy things in the house to the corner where the firewood was piled, the two began to clean the cobwebs on the roof...

It took an hour or two before it was completely clean.

Looking at the clean and tidy house and the bunk bed covered with sheets and quilts, Shen Zhihuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"Little sister, you go and have a rest. I'll pack the bag myself." Shen Zhimei put the bag she brought back on the cabinet in the corner where the paint was almost peeling off.

"Okay! I'll go and rest for a while. Call me if you need anything." Shen Zhihuan patted her sore shoulders and turned back to her room.

After locking the door, Shen Zhihuan went into the resort and took a quick shower before jumping onto the bed to rest.

Perhaps because his body was too weak, Shen Zhihuan fell into a deep sleep within two minutes of lying on the bed.

Shen Zhihuan found it strange.

She slept very well in her previous life, but it always took her a long time from closing her eyes to falling asleep completely.

This body is so good that I fall asleep as soon as I close my eyes, just like turning off the TV, without any buffering.

Shen Zhihuan slept until night fell.

In the yard, Xiao Weidong and Daya and Erya seemed to be talking about something, which caused Li Qiuhua to scold them in a low voice.

Shen Zhihuan got out of bed with the last ray of light from the window.

Hearing the door open, Li Qiuhua, who was standing at the kitchen door with a big white radish in her hand, glared at Xiao Weidong, then turned to look at Shen Zhihuan, "The rice has just been put into the pot, why don't you go in and lie down for a while."

"No, I've already slept for a while. If I sleep any longer, I won't be able to sleep at night." Shen Zhihuan smiled and shook his head.

"Third sister, Teacher Lin gave me a new book." Little Weidong excitedly ran to Shen Zhihuan and opened his schoolbag to show it to Shen Zhihuan.

The two little girls followed eagerly, looking at Xiao Weidong's new schoolbag with some envy.

"What did you learn in school today?" Shen Zhihuan looked at the extremely excited Xiao Weidong and said with a smile.

"Teacher Lin taught us how to read, and Teacher Chu also taught us how to write 12345678910."

Little Weidong excitedly took out his Tianzi book and homework book to show Shen Zhihuan, "Third sister, do you think my writing is good?"

"Very good!" Looking at the crooked Arabic numerals on Xiao Weidong's homework book that looked like earthworms, Shen Zhihuan moved his lips several times and uttered two words with difficulty.

"But if you practice harder, you should be able to write better." Shen Zhihuan paused and added.

"Then I'll go practice some more." Little Weidong happily ran into the main room with his homework book.

Seeing this, the two little girls followed eagerly.

Shen Zhihuan turned around and went to Li Qiuhua's room to get two sharpened pencils, then took out two exercise books from the cabinet and handed them to the two little girls who were standing aside watching Xiao Weidong write.

"Auntie, is this for us?"

Daya and Erya looked at Shen Zhihuan with shining eyes, their childish voices unable to conceal their excitement.

Qian Dabao doesn’t even have a notebook or pencil yet…

"Let your uncle teach you to read and write in the future." Shen Zhihuan smiled and tapped the noses of the two little girls one by one.

"Why not?" Shen Zhihuan asked with a smile.

"I'm not a teacher..." Xiao Weidong blushed.

"You teach Daya and Erya to read and write seriously and responsibly, so you are Daya and Erya's little teacher." Shen Zhihuan tapped little Weidong's nose lightly.

"I will teach Daya and Erya seriously." Xiao Weidong raised his hand to promise.

After the three little ones sat down at the table and started drawing earthworms seriously, Shen Zhihuan went to the kitchen with a smile.

"Little sister, how could you give such a good thing to them to cause trouble?" Shen Zhimei, who was sitting behind the stove and burning fire, saw Shen Zhihuan come in and said angrily.

In their village, many young boys go to school and write in the same exercise book over and over again.

In order to save money for parents, some teachers directly use pencils to correct homework. After the children have finished using the pencils, they can use erasers to wipe them clean and continue using them.

Those two little girls are so young and can’t even recognize a single big word. It would be a waste to use such a good notebook.

"Sister, it's a good thing that children love to study, but you can't discourage their enthusiasm." Shen Zhihuan reminded.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"They are so young, what can they learn?" Shen Zhimei picked up a small branch and stuffed it into the stove, sighing softly.

"They can all learn to work, so why can't they learn to read and write?" If they were not too old, Shen Zhihuan would definitely send them all to school.

Although she does not agree with rote learning, if a child is interested in learning, isn't it right for parents to strongly support him?

"Sister, those two little girls will be under my care from now on. You are not allowed to tell them behind my back that they should work harder and eat less. Do you hear me?" Shen Zhihuan went behind the stove and sat with Shen Zhimei, saying seriously.

"Little sister..."

"Your younger sister is right. It's a good thing that Da Ya and Er Ya are willing to read and learn to read. You are not allowed to stop them." Li Qiuhua mixed the pickled shredded radish with chili oil and put it on the stove.

Li Qiuhua regretted a lot of the time.

If she had let her eldest daughter go to school and learn to read, would she not be bullied so badly by the old woman from the Qian family now?

Since her mother had spoken, Shen Zhimei had no choice but to shut up.

"Sister, when I was sending me to school today, I met my classmate. She told me that I can take the college entrance examination soon." Shen Zhihuan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the courtyard gate and said in a low voice.

"Are you going to take the college entrance examination?" Shen Zhimei also lowered her voice.

"I won't go, but I hope my younger brother, Daya and Erya can go in the future." Shen Zhihuan gave Shen Zhimei a look.

"Big sister, times have changed now. The factory has to recruit temporary workers starting from junior high school. In the future, the recruitment conditions will only become more and more stringent. Do you want Daya and Erya to be like you, working in the fields every day?"

"Your younger sister is right. You really need to make careful plans for Da Ya and Er Ya." Li Qiuhua echoed.

She now understood.

She had never been to school and could not read. She worked hard in the fields every day, exposed to the wind and sun, but the money she earned in the whole year was not even as much as the little girl could earn by simply writing a few words.

If she had known earlier that reading and writing were so beneficial, she would have worked herself to death to support her three daughters in going to school and learning to read and write.

pity……

There is no medicine for regret in this world!

(End of this chapter)