Saburo's brain circuit is too outrageous.
However, the goal of having a daughter is in line with the Bai family's long-cherished wish.
"What's wrong with being a cook? Cooks are pretty good. I became a chef and I cook delicious food for my aunt every day." Seeing that everyone disagreed with his idea, Sanlang smiled at Xiao Fuyuan and said, "Auntie, Liu Yishou said that if I could cut radishes into thin strips, he would accept me as his apprentice."
Xiao Fuyuan: "..."
Good guy, I have found a master for myself.
No wonder, these days, Sanlang no longer eats or climbs trees. He gets into the kitchen all day long to help Xie Chuntao and Qiuniang cut vegetables. It turns out that he is working hard for his dream.
"So, I don't have to line up troops and read military books like my fifth uncle, nor do I have to read accounts and contracts like my elder brother. I just cook a spoon in the kitchen. I don't need to read or read."
"Auntie, do you think what I said is right?"
Saburo really thought so. He ignored everyone and looked at Xiao Fukuoka, hoping to gain his aunt's approval.
The aunt's words have always had an influence on the whole family. As long as the aunt says something right, others will say the same thing.
He really doesn't want to study. Instead of studying, he would rather cook with a spoon in the kitchen.
"You said it's okay to be a chef. Chefs also need to be literate. Ask Liu Yishou how you can understand the recipes if you can't read." Xiao Fuyuan said to his nephew.
Saburo rolled his eyes, he didn't expect this.
"And since you are a chef, you should memorize the recipes. You can't memorize the recipes if you can't read."
Xiaofukuoka taught Saburo in easy-to-understand terms.
That means being a cook still requires studying and literacy? Saburo frowned.
"Your sister-in-law is right, you need to be literate to be a cook." Mrs. Zhen nodded Sanlang's forehead and said slowly, "Your fourth uncle's classmate owns a restaurant. His father, Zui Qingfeng's boss, used to be a cook and he is also literate. , how can you read a restaurant account book if you are illiterate? Even if you don’t open a restaurant in the future, you will be invited to cook for weddings and weddings in the countryside. How can you do that if you can’t calculate the prices of the dishes? "
As soon as Eugene Gui heard about "weddings and weddings", her eyes darkened. She was afraid that her son was a fool. She was really afraid that her son would go around the streets in the future carrying a pot and cooking for weddings and weddings.
If that was the case, she might as well give up the big one and practice the trumpet.
What's annoying is that my stomach hasn't moved in the past few years.
"Third brother, let's learn to read together." Dalang shook Saburo's hand.
"Okay, then I will learn to read well, and my elder brother will teach me how to calculate accounts in the future." Saburo said extremely seriously.
Old Mrs. Bai looked at Bai Zhaomei, Dalang Sanlang's uncle and nephews in front of her, feeling unhappy.
She spent money to educate the boys, not to let them dance with guns, stick, trade, sell goods, and swing kitchen knives and spoons. She hoped that through the efforts of two generations, the Bai family could change its family from a farm family to a scholarly family.
These three boys hated reading more than the other.
Even if Bai Panmei passes the exam and there is no one in the family to take over, it is unlikely that the family will change its face.
Her heart was extremely complicated, and she could only hope for Bai Sanzhuang's child.
The little granddaughter is okay, smart and smart, but there is no female champion in this dynasty.
"Okay, although I don't expect you to take the exam, but since you are asked to study, you should study hard. If you don't study well, you will have to fight when you go home." Old Mrs. Bai could only say this, but she still felt unwilling to do so.
The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate!
"Tainai, here's me, I like to study." Erlang raised his hands weakly.
Mrs. Bai looked at Erlang with a complicated expression. Erlang was a good person.
Except for A Zhen, who is piled up in rich and luxurious clothes across the street, there is no handsome boy like Erlang in Hecun.
I have never been to a private school for a day, but I love reading very much.
Good memory and quick word recognition.
I sit under the eaves and read books every day, and now I have learned to write big characters.
But this leg just isn't feeling well.
Old Mrs. Bai knew that Xiao Fuyuan fed him red pills, and since the last time he said he was conscious, there was no movement again.
Jiro is such a pity!
Mrs. Bai thought to herself that if his legs were in good condition, she would still have hope for a successor to the fourth generation of her family who would study well.
The rest of the Bai family had the same idea as Mrs. Bai.
It's a pity for Erlang's legs.
If he was born into a century-old Confucian family like the Zhou family, his legs would not affect his learning, but in a farm family, if one of his legs is disabled, it means he has nothing.
Especially Xie Chuntao, the sadness in her heart is even greater than other emotions.
She didn't even expect Erlang to be able to study, read and test for merit. As long as his legs could stand up and it wouldn't affect his normal life, she would be satisfied.
Now that she and Da Zhuang are still alive, who will take care of Erlang when they wait a hundred years.
She knew that her sister-in-law was good to Erlang, but her sister-in-law also wanted to get married. She had never seen her aunt get married and take care of her nephew.
"Erlang, you are a good person, but the private school in town is too far..."
What Mrs. Bai said was the truth. She could accept the few Bai Zhaomei who wanted to study without taking the merit test, and it didn't matter to her if there was one more Erlang.
The difficulty is that when Erlang went to a private school, who would take care of him, eat, drink, and take care of him? It was better to rely on his uncle and nephew.
Just going back and forth every day is strenuous.
Erlang's eyes darkened.
"Erlang, let me teach you how to write," said Zhen.
Erlang didn't speak.
"Erlang, it's the same when we study at home. When your fifth uncles go to a private school, they write down what they learn every day and come back to tell you. It's like you went to a private school." Xie Chuntao said.
Erlang raised his eyes and said, "I want to take the imperial examination and become an official just like my second and fourth uncles."
Erlang's ambition is very good and he likes Mrs. Bai very much.
But since your legs can’t stand up, I can’t carry you into the examination room.
Mrs. Bai was very sad.
"Nai, let Erlang go to a private school to study." Xiao Fuyuan shook the old lady Bai's arm.
Old Mrs. Bai touched Xiao Fuyuan's head, and with a sudden change of heart, she said, "Erlang's legs are inconvenient."
Xiao Fuyuan said seriously: "Erlang's leg is almost healed!"
Bai family: "..."
It's getting better soon.
Dr. Zhang across the way looked at it many times, but he still didn't dare to say yes.
Xie Chuntao and Bai Dazhuang looked at Xiao Fuyuan with excited expressions. The girl spoke best. She said that if Erlang's legs could get better, there would be hope for Erlang's legs.
"Sister-in-law, you said Erlang's leg is almost healed?" Xie Chuntao asked.
"Yes." Xiao Fuyuan nodded firmly.
It's really getting better.
Bai Dazhuang asked equally excitedly: "When will it be healed? How long will it take for it to heal?"
Regarding Erlang's legs, Bai Dazhuang and Xie Chuntao had the same thoughts.
Last time Erlang's legs started to feel, the couple was so excited that they couldn't sleep all night long, hoping that one day he would be able to stand up.
From spring to summer, his legs showed no signs of improvement except for the pain.
Xiao Fuyuan looked at his elder brother's eager eyes and said, "Soon."
Bai Dazhuang was ecstatic, he believed his sister's words.
Mrs. Bai's heart moved slightly and she asked Erlang: "Mr. Wu and Dr. Zhang have been taking turns treating you these days. How do you feel about your legs?"
"It feels numb. I found out today that my legs are stronger and I can move the wheelchair by stepping on the ground." Erlang described truthfully.
Good news!
Mrs. Bai was excited.
"Then it's almost healed. Erlang's leg is ready and he can go to private school." Xiao Fuyuan clapped her hands excitedly.
(End of chapter)
