"You're going to give them their early education?!" Old Mrs. Chen was very surprised.
Then came doubt and disbelief.
Old Mrs. Chen knew a little about Su Yun'er's situation before she married into the family. She was an unloved girl who was tied to household chores every day. She was a girl who couldn't even get enough to eat if she didn't cook well. How could she have ever been to school?
Grandma Chen didn't believe it.
However, Su Yun'er seemed very confident, which made Old Mrs. Chen frown.
"Little Tree, Little Grass, you've finished eating, now go out and clean the kitchen and the yard. Your mother has been working hard all day, let her rest for a while."
The little trees and grass obediently began to tidy up the table. After they carried the bowls and plates out of the house, Old Mrs. Chen closed the door.
Su Yun'er realized that Old Mrs. Chen wanted to send the children away so she could have something to say to her.
“Little Tree’s mother, early education is no small matter. You can’t read a single word, how can you educate them? Do you not have enough money? If you don’t, just tell me.” Old Mrs. Chen said that she still had some silver, some given by Su Yun’er, and some she had earned from selling candied hawthorns in the village. When she gave the money to Su Yun’er, Su Yun’er refused to take it and told her to keep it. In addition, she had a pair of silver bracelets, which could also be exchanged for some money.
Su Yun'er waved her hand: "Mother, money is one aspect, but it's not everything. I've never told you this before, but the thing is, I can read now."
"Don't try to fool me. You've never been to school, how can you read?" Old Mrs. Chen didn't believe it.
Su Yun'er scratched her head and started making things up: "Mom, actually, after I was injured by the Su family last time, I suddenly realized that I could read. At first, I could only read a few simple characters, but then I read more and more, and now I can understand quite a few characters."
"Huh? What did you say?" Old Mrs. Chen didn't react for a moment, her brows furrowing even more. She felt that Su Yun'er was either making fun of her or that she really wasn't thinking straight.
She thought it was the latter, so she raised her hand and tried to touch Su Yun'er's forehead with the back of her hand to see if the child had a fever and was talking nonsense.
"Little Tree's mother, what happened to you in the city today? Did you get upset because you can't afford to pay for his schooling? Why are you talking nonsense like this?" Old Mrs. Chen's face showed more worry.
"Mother, I knew you wouldn't believe me, so I never told you. But haven't you noticed that I'm different from before?" Su Yun'er grabbed Old Madam Chen's hand.
Grandma Chen was taken aback by the question.
If there's anything different about Su Yun'er, there are too many to count.
Her personality changed, her attitude towards herself and her child changed, she no longer blindly trusted her family, and she even learned to sell things to make money.
Yes, after Su Yun'er recovered from her head injury, she learned many more skills.
Not only can they make candied hawthorn and snowflake sugar balls, but they can also make tofu pudding. Just the variety of dishes they cook at home has increased a lot.
Especially since these patterns are something I've never seen before, I don't know where Su Yun'er learned them from.
"Mother, have you figured it out?" Su Yun'er observed the changes in Old Madam Chen's expression, watching her go from initial confusion to doubt, and finally to looking at her with a mixture of belief and suspicion.
"Little Tree's Mom, how did you learn all these fancy cooking techniques?"
“Mom, isn’t this what I told you? After I was injured in the head, a lot of things started appearing in my mind, many things I’d never seen or learned before. If you ask me how I learned them, I don’t know, but I just know them.”
Su Yun'er's face was very serious, showing no sign of joking. Old Mrs. Chen gradually began to waver: "Could it be that what my daughter-in-law said is true?"
Just because of a head injury, so many things suddenly appeared in his brain? He can even read and write?
However, Old Mrs. Chen was certain that Su Yun'er was still the same Su Yun'er—Old Mrs. Chen only knew that the body was the original, but the soul inside had long been replaced—after all, Old Mrs. Chen had been watching Su Yun'er from the moment she fainted after returning home until she woke up, so she was absolutely certain that she hadn't been switched with someone else.
Besides, even if they were to replace someone, who would replace them, and with whom would they want to come to their poor, remote village to suffer?
"Mother, this is probably what people always mean when they say that those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune!"
Seeing that Old Mrs. Chen was gradually beginning to believe her, Su Yun'er added fuel to the fire.
Yes, Little Tree's mother is right.
Generations of people have believed that those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune, and Su Yun'er is a perfect example of that.
My brother from my maternal family beat me on the head, and I almost died, but I came back to life. Maybe an old deity passed by and saw how pitiful our family was, so he blessed us.
“Mother, with me providing early education for the children, our family can save some money,” Su Yun’er said.
Having figured everything out, Grandma Chen finally smiled: "You're right. We must have a good time this New Year; our family has had a very lucky year!"
Su Yun'er smiled and agreed.
She suddenly remembered something, turned around and went to the east room to get the small basket: "Mother, the sugar cakes you wanted from the shops in Fushou Lane."
Because the room was warm and the sugar cake was wrapped in a handkerchief, it was still warm. Old Mrs. Chen took the sugar cake, looked at it, and smiled: "The size of this cake is the same as the one I bought in Shanhe. The shop owner is a very honest person."
"Mother, won't you try some?"
"Try it, try it," said Grandma Chen, breaking off a small piece and putting it in her mouth, chewing with her eyes squinted.
The aroma of the dough combined with the sweetness of the syrup made it more and more fragrant and delicious with each chew. When Grandma Chen recalled Shanhe coaxing her to eat the sugar cake, her nose tingled and her vision blurred.
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