"You little brat, you're not happy to ask you to study." In response to his son's disruptive behavior, Bai Banban slapped Bai Zhaomei hard on the back.
"My eldest brother can only write his own name, so he has no influence at all. In the past few years, no one has grown as good a harvest as my eldest brother." Bai Zhaomei said plausibly.
"My family was poor at that time, and my conditions did not allow me to study. You can't compare me." Bai Dazhuang said.
"Don't be so careless. Your eldest brother owes a lot to your sister for growing a good harvest of grain. He worked hard in the same field in the past, and his harvest was the lowest in the village." Old Mrs. Bai gave Bai Zhaomei a rolling look.
"Fifth brother, you have to know how to read when you are a general." Xiao Fuyuan used his influence on the fifth brother and said to the fifth brother.
But this time Fifth Brother didn't buy it.
"Students are all weaklings, they only know how to talk. When I became a general, I went to fight, and fighting was about cutting with a sword, not arguing with the enemy." Bai Zhaomei said, "My master has taught me how to use a sword, he said Now when I go into battle, I can kill the enemy with just a handful of strength."
Bai Panmei was amused by the childish words of the fifth brother. He reasoned with the fifth brother and said: "If you want to be an ordinary soldier, just rely on brute force to kill. But don't you want to be a general? A general has to platoon. How can you arrange your troops in formation if you can't read? If you want to be a general, you have to study military books. How can you understand military books if you can't read? In the future, you will have to accept the enemy's surrender letter. How can you accept surrender if you don't know how to read? Can't you ask the person next to you to go for you?"
Bai Zhaomei looked at the fourth brother intently, but he didn't expect it to be so far away.
"Do you think the general just hacks and kills?" Bai Panmei became serious as she spoke.
"Your fourth brother is right. If you want to be a general, you must be literate and study. You see, they are all clerks. Why did your third brother quickly become the most effective clerk in Xu's shop? Isn't it because your third brother has studied for several years? If you can read and understand words and understand the truth, you will not be easily deceived when you are outside." Zhen gave Bai San's feat as an example.
Bai Sanzhuang's example was so intuitive that Bai Zhaomei was left speechless.
"If I ask you to study without expecting you to get the top prize, you shouldn't go blind." Old Mrs. Bai gave Bai Zhaomei a slap in the face.
This grandson is like a pimple on an elm tree.
When Bai Zhaomei heard that he didn't have to earn fame in the examination room like the second and fourth brothers by studying, as long as he could read and understand military books, his mind turned around, he nodded like pecking rice, and said: "That's OK, I'll study!" But it can’t delay my kung fu practice.”
"You two will also study with your fifth uncle and go back to the private school to register. You can't run around like monkeys in the village from now on." Old Mrs. Bai named Dalang Sanlang.
Unexpectedly, Dalang Sanlang imitated Bai Zhaomei, and he also had no interest in studying.
Dalang said: "I don't want to take the exam for fame like my fourth uncle, nor do I want to be a general like my fifth uncle. Is there no need for me to study?"
Old Mrs. Bai's blood was so hot that she wanted to spit it out.
Bai Dazhuang wanted to take off his shoes and hit his son, but scolded him: "You bastard, you are too naughty to say thank you for asking you to study. Why are you not willing to study anymore?"
The joy in Xie Chuntao's heart faded, and she said to Dalang eagerly: "Look at how many boys in our village want to study but can't. For those of your age, except for Zhao Xiaogui and Wu Chaojing, who is as willing as our family to support you in studying. You Listen to me, go read it."
Dalang yelled, "I'm not tired of reading books, but the books I listen to my second brother read every day are all like this. I like to count and set the abacus, but they are not in these books."
Xiao Fuyuan's heart moved when he heard it. Isn't this the replica of the third brother?
She remembered the last time she and Dalang went to the town market to buy things together, and he could blurt out how much change he needed.
He can estimate how much food his family usually harvests at a glance.
Not everyone has such skills.
So he asked: "Da Lang, are you interested in settling accounts?"
Dalang nodded and said with shining eyes: "Yeah, little aunt, I like to settle accounts."
I'm afraid he's not a math genius.
"I also want to be a clerk in the future and do business like my third uncle."
Xie Chuntao was slightly disappointed in her heart. Any mother doesn't expect her son to become a successful man, and she was no exception.
In this era, everything was still low-grade and only high-achieving students were good. No matter how rich a businessman was, his status was not high. She still hoped that her son could study and gain fame.
If her family was too poor to study in the past, she would admit it. Now that she is rich and can afford to study, she naturally has thoughts about her son, and she is unwilling to give in to them.
"Da Lang, your third uncle didn't work as a waiter until halfway through his studies because his family had no money." Xie Chuntao said to Da Lang.
"I think Dalang has a very good ambition. Sister-in-law, don't underestimate me. Maybe Dalang can become a big businessman in the future. If Dalang is interested in business, I will teach him in the future. Sister, what do you think?" Bai Sanzhuang Now, like the rest of my family, I habitually ask my sister for her opinion when something happens.
"Third brother is right." Xiao Fuyuan nodded.
"Being a merchant requires literacy when doing business and signing various contracts. If you are not literate, you will easily be tricked. Your third uncle usually collects accounts and goods outside. How can you do it if you are not literate? If you are not literate, you can only be a boy for the rest of your life. Do hard work." Zhen told Dalang.
Dalang nodded and said: "Then I am just like my fifth uncle. I am willing to study regardless of merit."
Seeing that her son was so independent-minded, Xie Chuntao did not force it, and said with a straight face: "Then you can't fool me. It's not easy for you to study at home. If you don't study hard, how can you be worthy of your aunt? If you can study, your little aunt will take care of you." Opportunity comes."
When he mentioned his little aunt, Dalang became more energetic, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and said: "I must be worthy of my aunt, and I must learn to read well."
Xiao Fuyuan: "..."
After taking care of Dalang, everyone in the Bai family looked at Sanlang expectantly.
Sanlang also disappointed everyone. He said the same thing as Bai Zhaomei Dalang: "I don't want to study."
Everyone has been able to bear this answer, except Eugene Gui.
Dalang doesn't like reading, which is because his father is a forager in the fields. Her family, Sanlang, is different. He is the only scholar son in Shenshu Village.
"Why don't you study? I won't peel off your skin." Eugene Gui asked.
Eugene Gui seemed to have forgotten that every time Bai Erzhuang came home before, he tried to teach Sanlang how to read and write. After teaching him several times, he sighed to Eugene Gui, "Rotten wood cannot be carved," and then put down his hand.
Eugene Gui felt that it was because Saburo was young and it would be better to wait until he was older.
"Like my fifth uncle, I have a headache when studying. I want to learn to read, but the words don't recognize me." Sanlang said more confidently than Dalang.
"Sanlang, is there anything you like to do?"
At this time, Xiao Fuyuan began to show off. After all, not every child loves reading.
In her previous life, not everyone loved studying.
"I want to be a cook."
Sanlang answered loudly, and everyone in the Bai family took a breath. They did not expect this answer.
Eugene Gui was so angry that he was about to go crazy. If he had known that this was not the right way, he might as well have killed Saburo in his mother's womb.
His father is a scholar and he is a cook. If he tells it, he will be laughed to death.
"I want to be a chef." Saburo said happily.
Saburo's ideal not only made Eugene Gui angry, but also Mrs. Bai.
"How can a man sit in the kitchen chopping vegetables and lighting the fire? That's all the mother-in-law's job. Only unpromising men do this." Eugene Gui was angry.
"Mom, you are wrong. Liu Yishou of the Azhen family is a chef, and his grandfather is also a chef. I heard that his grandfather even cooks for the Queen Mother. His family has a big house in Beijing, and his grandfather cooks for the Queen Mother. I get rewards for cooking. I also want to cook in the palace in the future." Saburo looked envious.
Xiao Fuyuan thought, no wonder Saburo always ran to follow Liu Yishou during this period. It turned out that he had the dream of being a chef.
"If you go into any palace to cook, that's all the work of the eunuchs." Eugene Gui stamped his feet.
"Mom, what is a eunuch?" Sanlang didn't understand.
"It's just that I can't have a son in the future." Yu Jingui explained.
"Then where did Liu Yishou and his father come from?" Sanlang's question stumped Eugene Gui, and then he became excited, "It would be great if I can't have a son. I will give birth to a daughter, a daughter like my little aunt."
Eugene Gui fell down completely angry this time.
Everyone in the Bai family: "..."
