Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

Mrs. Wang has never been able to explain her actions, so being able to say such a reasonable thing this time shows that she has made up her mind and will never change it.

The boys of Lao Wang's family were quite happy. Except for Mrs. Hu, there was really no scholar in their village.

Grandpa Hu also sponsored several children in the clan to go to school, but they were all not of that kind, wasting a lot of money, and Grandpa Hu's friendship also cost a lot.

Later, people from other families did not dare to go.

Only a landlord family dares to cultivate a scholar.

After all the children in the family were sent away, Mrs. Wang's son and daughter-in-law surrounded her.

"Mother, is our family going to make a fortune this time?"

All the children in the family are sent to study and learn martial arts, which is a big deal!

At least there are not hundreds or thousands of taels of silver, I am afraid that I would not dare to move this thought.

Old Wangtou was thinking about the money owed by the family.

Although the creditors are not in a hurry to make them repay, but in the end they have to repay.

According to Lao Wangtou's idea, if the family has money, they should pay off the debt first, pay off the debt first, and then take care of their own family. This is what should be done.

But his old wife has already made a decision, and he will naturally not refute her face in front of the child.

Xiao Ayu also came out with his brothers. Wang Wulang had a gloomy look on his face, and Wang Liulang and Wang Qilang were similar.

In Hujia Village, the children are a little afraid of Mr. Hu, not only that, they are also afraid of the grandpas and clan elders of other families.

But Sanfang had already decided to study literature, and they struggled and couldn't help it.

With snot and tears, Wang Wulang said to his brothers, "I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the dream of being a general, go and fulfill it for me!"

Wang Erlang shook his head: "I also want to study literature, I'm studying with my father."

When he taught Ayu before, he taught him wrong, and he kept thinking about it in his heart. He would never give up if he didn't learn something.

He has to be an example to his sister.

It doesn't matter to Wang Dalang. In fact, it doesn't matter whether he learns or not. Instead, his thoughts are on him.

After the family is busy for a while, I will start to show him, and I don't know which girl it is.

Actually, it's good to be like his mother.

He has a gentle and kind personality, works very neatly, respects his father very much, and the two of them have a good relationship.

Like Ayu's sister, it's okay, but he can do more work in the future.

If it's like grandma...

Wang Dalang quickly shook the picture in his mind away, not daring to think about it any further.

"Ayu, what do you want to learn?" The boys discussed for a long time, only to realize that Xiao Ayu was ignored.

Xiao Ayu looked dazed and shook her head: "Ayu doesn't know either, can you learn both?"

In fact, she really wanted to learn from Uncle Chijia, because Ayu had watched Brother Ayou learn martial arts several times, and she thought it was very interesting.

But she also wanted to study literature, because she felt that Mrs. Hu looked very kind, and Nian once said that it was the temperament of a scholar.

Xiao Ayu didn't know what temperament was, but she could feel that everyone in the village liked Mrs. Hu.

She also wants to be liked by many people, but she also wants to learn martial arts with brother Ayou.

The little finger pokes and pokes, but can't choose.

"Yo, I thought you had to choose martial arts even if you didn't want to!" Wang Wulang grinned, "You always follow Qin Huai, and you don't even want your own brother, yet you still hesitate now."

Xiao Ayu nodded and said solemnly: "Of course, liking Brother Ayou is one thing, liking studying literature is another, and liking and liking are also different."

Little Ayu knows that things can't be mixed together, otherwise it will be messed up.

"Look, you're not as conscious as Sister Ayu." Wang Sanlang laughed, "You just follow Mrs. Hu to study literature. If you come back from the exam, our family will have 30 acres of land without paying taxes. I have no more taxes, I am optimistic about you!”

"I'm also optimistic about you, so you can go too."

"Hey hey, I don't want to take advantage of you, I will go to learn martial arts, and then I will be a majestic general, I will kill you!"

"...It's too much!" Wang Wulang jumped up immediately and wanted to beat Wang Saburo. Wang Saburo turned his head and ran away, and the brother chased after him.

As the brothers talked, they started playing, and Xiao Ayu simply went to Qin Huai.

My brothers seem to be a little unreliable, so I'd better ask brother Ayou.

Chijia happened to be reporting to Qin Huai about the fact that several members of the Lao Wang family were coming to learn martial arts from him.

"I promised to teach them only three months."

The reason why Chijia agreed is mainly to follow the local customs.

They have only one house under construction in Hujia Village, no land and no other relatives.

After a long time, it doesn't matter after all, they will also doubt their intentions.

In the past few days, the son's illness has not recurred.

I don't know if it's the soil and water here to support people, or there are other factors that always have to be found out.

As for the idea of ​​​​returning to the light, Chi Jia dared not even think about it.

Before, the genius doctor said that using the powerful medicine to hang the son for three months can make the son live like a normal person for the last three months.

But in fact, the son still vomits blood from time to time, and his body is very weak.

Now that he can practice martial arts, the change is not that big.

Chi Jia wants to stay here more.

"Three months?"

A sarcastic smile appeared in Qin Huai's eyes, yes, according to normal calculations, his lifespan is already less than three months.

If he died, Chi Jia, as his personal bodyguard, would not have to stay here.

Chi Jia saw the coldness in the young master's eyes, and was about to explain a few words when he suddenly heard a milky voice calling.

"Brother Ayou, Uncle Chijia, are you at home? - Sister Pole, why did you come out? Are your legs okay?"

Xiao Ayu was outside the bamboo fence and wanted to help her when she saw the pole limping out.

The pole managed to squeeze out a smile: "It's Ayu, that little boy and Uncle Chijia are here, wait a moment, I'll open the door for you."

Xiao Ayu is too short, and the bamboo fences are taller than her.

When calling someone, she tugs at the bamboo fence and jumps up and down.

The two little ones also jumped.

"Sister Pole, are your legs okay?" Xiao Ayu didn't get an answer before, and asked again stubbornly.

The pole said, "It's much better. I thought my leg was broken, but fortunately it was just a sprain. You go and sit in the house first, and I'll buy chickens to feed."

After she finished speaking, she slowly moved the chicken coop.

What the pole didn't know was that if there wasn't Xiao Ayu's glass of water, if it wasn't for the pain she didn't dare to move, her legs would definitely be useless.

After all, Wanling Water cannot repair bone damage.

"Ayu, why are you here?" Chijia first greeted Ayu.

"I have a little trouble, I want to ask you guys." Xiao Ayu looked very distressed.

Then, she talked about the family's request to learn literature and martial arts.

Chi Jia asked: "Since you want to learn both, then you can choose two."

Xiao Ayu shook his head: "I can't choose two, my family has no money. If I choose neither, my grandma will be sad. But if I choose both, the family can't afford it. Our family is very poor and very poor. of."

Xiao Ayu now gradually understands that the old Wang family is very poor and can't even eat steamed buns.

Otherwise, the elf would not let her work hard to earn money.

The dumplings never had the heart to tell Xiao Ayu that steamed buns are the most common kind of food in the world.

It's just that in her small life, only steamed bread has healed her.