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That night, the Song family happily shared a roast rabbit.

Grandma Song greatly praised Mother Song for pouring some honey on it:

"It tastes much better than ordinary roasted rabbit. Taohua's cooking skills are really getting better and better."

Song Yao, who was engrossed in eating, took the time to say cheerfully: "Mom also said that next time I would try using some sour plum juice mixed with honey as a seasoning..."

As he spoke, the child suddenly became expressionless.

Father Song, who was opposite him, also raised his head suddenly.

The father and son looked at each other: "Li Zishu forgot!"

When he went there in the morning, Zhao Zhigang said he would come back with them and help carry the tree back.

As a result, we ate roasted rabbit and caught rabbit again. The children forgot about this stall, and even the adults forgot about it.

As soon as Grandpa Song and Grandma Song saw their posture, they knew that the two of them were neglected again.

Forget about Song Yao, children love to play and make noises, but they forget everything when they play like crazy.

It’s not okay for Father Song to be so unreliable even though he is in his twenties.

Hasn't he been trying to sell honey in other counties recently?

How can they rest assured that he has forgotten things like this?

Father Song has indeed made a lot of progress recently. He knew something was wrong as soon as he looked at his parents’ faces and quickly admitted his mistake:

"It's my fault. Zhigang bought two plum trees and said he would give us one as a gift. But I drank some wine and got a little confused. I will borrow a trolley to bring the plum trees back tomorrow afternoon."

Seeing that he admitted his mistake promptly and proactively stated that he would definitely pay attention to drinking next time, Grandma Song's expression softened a little and she said nothing.

Father Song breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been very busy in the past few days. He helps out when he finds an opportunity at home, just because he is afraid that his parents will not allow him to sell honey in other counties.

If it were other people of the same age as him in the village, they would definitely not have to worry about this. After all, they are all married and have children, and they would have been able to take care of themselves long ago.

But isn’t Song’s father extraordinarily different from others?

Not to mention Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, even he himself feels that he is still young and needs some guidance from his parents.

Song Yao didn't realize that his father almost missed the opportunity to lose other counties. He had a lot of things in his little head, so he didn't think it was a big deal that he forgot to take the plum tree.

Anyway, their little dad will definitely keep it for them. At worst, they can go to Liuye Village to play next time.

After dinner, Song Yao went to his small room to make his bed.

In this regard, he is very much like Grandma Song. She loves cleanliness and comfort. Every night she spreads the neatly folded quilt into the most suitable shape for sleeping.

As a result, he had just laid the paving and was about to go out to get foot-washing water when Satisfied, Father Song came in with a basin of water.

"Come on, we haven't soaked our feet together for a long time. Let's take a foot bath together today."

This basin is still the big wooden basin they bought last time. Because it is deep and big enough, it is very comfortable to soak your feet, so the Song family has fallen in love with foot bathing in recent days.

Father Song placed a basin of slightly scalding hot water next to the bed and took a small stool to sit on the opposite side.

He first tentatively dipped his feet in the water, and finally managed to put his feet in after a few times.

Song Yao took off her shoes, put her little feet on her father's feet, and stepped on his feet with a naughty smile.

Father Song stepped on him.

The father and son stepped on me and I stepped on you. Their laughter attracted Grandpa Song who was walking towards his house.

He strolled to the door of Song Pharmacy and coughed dryly when he saw his son and grandson having fun.

When Song Yao and Song Dad looked up, they were startled when they saw Grandpa|Grandpa coming. They quickly put away the expressions on their faces and sat upright, looking like "we are all very good".

In fact, it was Grandpa Song who wanted to talk to them: "..."

He left quite depressed.

As soon as Grandpa Song left, the father and son immediately relaxed again and played hahahahaha for a while. When the water was almost cold, they sat in rows by the bed and stretched out their feet to dry.

Song's father said: "Just wait, Yao'er. Dad will definitely make a lot of money. When I have money, I will buy a piece of cloth to wipe my feet."

Their family actually has a foot wipe, but in order not to waste it, the foot wipe is retired in the summer. So if the Song family doesn't want to use sheets to wipe their feet, they have to put it out and wait for it to dry every time they wash their feet. Get into bed.

Song Yao thought his father's idea was really good, so he also proposed:

"Dad, when you have money, buy three more basins. Then each of our family will have a footbath."

Father Song thought his son's proposal was very good, and he added: "Buy four."

"The extra one is used to catch fish."

The father and son were very happy when they thought that each of their families would have a footbath in the future.

Song Yao asked his father: "Dad, how much money do you make now?"

Father Song choked.

He really doesn't know.

In the past few days, he went out early and came back late every day. After making sure that the calculation was correct, he kept the money. He finally planned to take a rest today, but he couldn't take it.

There was no chance to count the money.

I was very busy before and didn't have the chance to think about this. Now that I think about it, Father Song starts to feel heartbroken.

Looking at his almost dry feet, he happily got out of bed and put on his shoes:

"I put the money in my house. Wait, I'll bring it here and let's count how much money we have."

Father Song ran back within a minute, holding a wad of money in his hand, and put it on the bed gracefully.

"Look! This is the money dad earned in a week!"

With so many dimes spread out together, it looks like a lot, and even a child who has no idea about money can't help but have his eyes sparkling.

"Dad, let's quickly count how much money this has."

Father Song couldn't wait for a long time, and he sat happily on the side, and generously distributed a bunch to his son:

"You count these, I count these."

The two of them counted one by one. After counting a pair, Song Yao did the math: "Twenty-one, thirty-two."

Father Song was working hard there. When he heard his son's words, he immediately smiled happily:

"so much!"

Song Yao frowned and calculated it again seriously: "Dad, this money is wrong."

He calculated it for Father Song: "Dad, you sold it to Sister Shengsheng for five catties, eighty-five yuan, and in the past few days, you sold eight catties in retail."

"The retail price is one dollar and seventy-seven cents. Eight pounds is fourteen dollars and sixty cents. Adding the previous eight and a half yuan, that's twenty-two dollars and sixty-six cents."

Song Yao muttered while doing calculations in a notebook. After finishing the calculation, he handed the notebook forward:

"Dad, a full one thirty-four cents is missing!!"

Father Song looked at the numbers written by his son in the notebook in shock.

"Why is it so much less?! I count it several times every time!"

Song Yao also felt that it was unscientific to lose so much. He thought for a moment: "Did you make money and spend money again? Did you spend the less money to buy other things?"

For example, didn't they buy a basin last time?

Father Song shook his head with a grimace: "Your grandma asked me to keep the money from selling honey separately. I never use this money to buy things."

So if the money is less, then it is really less.

Seeing that Dad Song was trying hard to remember but couldn't remember anything, Song Yao said, "Dad, have you written down when and how much money was collected?"

"When we look at that, we'll know what's wrong."

Father Song's face was blank: "Do you still need to remember these?"

Song Yao was also confused: "Don't you need to remember it?"

The child himself was not sure: "Teacher He taught me to write down the solution process when solving problems, so that if the final answer is incorrect, I can tell where I went wrong by looking at the problem-solving process."

The more he spoke, the more confident he became: "Dad, you must be doing the same thing when selling honey!"

Song’s father didn’t quite understand: “What’s the same?”

"Dad, look, arithmetic is just adding one number to another number. When you sell honey, you also sell it to each person. If you add the money they give you, you will get the final amount of money you earn."

As he talked, he felt that there was nothing wrong with this logic, and Song Yao continued confidently:

"You record how much honey you sold to which person on which day and how much money you made. When you come back, calculate the money you made that day, and then add the money you wrote down one by one.

If the final amount of money is the same, it means there is no problem on this day. "

Dad Song slowly understood: "I know, just like this time, I didn't keep accounts, but if you know how much honey I sold and what price I sold it for, you can use this to calculate what I should do." How much money did you make?”

Realizing that his father understood what he meant, Song Yao nodded with bright eyes:

"Dad, you are so smart! That's what I meant!"

Dad Song also gained some confidence: "That's right, Dad didn't have the opportunity to go to school before. If I had gone to school before, maybe I would be better at math than you now."

Song Yao looked at him with admiration: "Really! Dad is so awesome!"

Father Song, who was a little guilty at first, felt righteous and confident after his son praised him like this:

"Of course, if I weren't smart enough, you wouldn't be so smart either."

Song Yao nodded repeatedly, feeling that what his father said was very reasonable.

He took out a small notebook and handed it to Dad Song as if he were holding it as a treasure:

"Dad, this is for you."

Dad Song: "? What is this?"

He took it and asked cautiously: "You won't draw again, will you?"

It was late at night and he didn't want to make his son cry again.

Song Yao shook his head, with a little pride on his face: "It's a gift for dad."

Gift?

Father Song was instantly happy.

He hasn't received a gift yet.

What's more, this was a gift from my son.

He opened the book happily, and then the smile on his face froze.

I saw that the whole page was neatly written in childish handwriting.

There are not only words, but also numbers, and various familiar mathematical symbols.

Dad Song: "...is this one?"

Song Yao happily introduced it to him: "The teacher said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so I recorded everything I learned in this notebook."

"There is also the book that Sister Shengsheng lent me. I learned a lot from it, but this book must be returned to Sister Shengsheng.

In order to be able to return the book and learn the contents above, I copied the teachings of that book into a notebook. "

The child is very optimistic: "I can't understand the content behind it. Dad, you can learn the first part first. The first part is very simple and you can learn it in no time!"

Father Song lowered his head and looked at the various numerical formulas that seemed to him like heavenly books: "..."

He felt that his son's "click" and his "click" should not be the same.

Song's father tried his best to explain to Song Yao: "Dad is an adult now. I don't go to school now, so I don't need to learn these things, right?"

Song Yao disagreed: "Adults also need to learn. Dad, have you ever heard that there is no end to learning and there is no limit to learning?"

Dad Song: ...I’ve never heard of it, but these two words sound very miserable.

Song Yao: "Dad, mathematics is very simple. If you are so smart, you will definitely become very good after learning it. Okay! Let's start learning from today!"

The child clenched his little fists, his face full of yearning: "Let's pursue the journey from birth to death together!"

005 was very pleased to hear the recommended words of their learning system: [That's right! From birth to death is the most romantic thing in the world. 】

When Dad Song heard this: "..."

Teacher He is so terrible that he can teach children such things.

Are all cultural people so terrible...

He finally accepted the little notebook.

On the one hand, his son had too much confidence in him, and he had just boasted. He was a bit embarrassed and said, "My good son, although your father tells you to study hard every day, in fact, he doesn't want to learn." On the other hand, it is also …

It’s a full dollar and thirty-four cents!

When he thought about losing so much money in five days because he was not good at math, Song's father was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

If you lose one dollar and thirty-four cents in five days, wouldn’t that mean that in a year...

He did the math.

A lot of money!

Father Song held his heart in distress, feeling so heartbroken that he was suffocating.

You Qi thought again that he planned to go to other counties. It was such a long journey and he would definitely have to stay there at night. He couldn't take his son there to settle accounts with him.

When he thought about going to the county town in the future, Father Song's desire to learn was instantly strengthened by 300%. He clutched the small book given by his son and decided to study every day from now on.

But before that, there is one more thing to do.

Song's father came out of his son's room and squeezed into his parents' room.

Grandpa Song and Grandma Song were talking, and they were a little surprised to see him come in.

Song's father felt guilty and handed over the money he earned: "Dad, Mom, this is the money I earned from selling honey these days."

Father Song is the only child in the Song family, so the money is always left with Grandma Song. If other people in the family want to spend money, they go to her for it.

For example, when Father Song went to the county to buy daily necessities, Grandma Song gave him money and asked him to buy it.

Before, Dad Song wanted to give the eighty-five yuan to Grandma Song, but at that time she just said that Dad Song should keep it for himself first, and Dad Song was very happy for a while.

After all, he was so old that he could get his own money when he first got married.

Later, the divorce was successful and Song's father, who became single again, lost this right again, so he was super happy to be able to manage his own money this time.

As a result, as I continued to manage, my money was reduced by more than a dollar.

One dollar is enough to buy a hundred eggs.

Thinking of this, Father Song felt so distressed that he felt suffocated again.

Grandma Song glanced at his expression and knew something was going on. She didn't accept the money and just asked: "How much?"

Dad Song felt guilty: "Twenty-one dollars, thirty cents and two cents."

Grandpa Song next to him was very happy.

With so much money, if it is added to the family's savings, their family will be even more confident.

He glanced at his son with praise and was about to open his mouth to praise him when he heard Grandma Song next to him cough: "Cough."

Grandpa Song shut up immediately.

Everyone in the Song family who is familiar with Grandma Song knows that she is clearly about to have an attack.

Father Song tensed up, and the guilt on his face became even heavier.

Grandma Song: "Are you going to say it yourself, or should I ask Yao'er?"

She is not a fool. Her son didn't say he wanted to hand it in before, but after spending some time with his grandson, it was almost dark, and he came over again and asked him to hand it in.

There must be something fishy about this money.

Sure enough, as soon as she cheated, Father Song got scared.

He didn't dare to be vague, and with his head hanging down, he told the story that the money was missing by more than a dollar.

When Grandpa Song heard that a piece was missing, his face immediately showed a look of pain.

Grandma Song was still stable, and she could even say calmly: "Go and call Yao'er over."

Father Song thought she wanted to check with Song Yao to see if this was the case, so he took his son over and tucked him into his parents' bed. However, Grandma Song asked Father Song: "When do you think the child was born?"

Father Song thought hard:

"It must have been the day before yesterday. I was selling outside the government compound and attracted a lot of cadres and their families. One person bought one tael and another bought two taels. I was so busy that I didn't have time to count them carefully. I took them as soon as they gave me the money."

This memory was particularly clear at that time.

The look on Song's father's face gradually became annoyed: "When I used to sell honey, I would count the money several times before I gave it to me when I was sure there was no problem."

"That time it was because there were too many people. I saw so many people wanting to buy, and I was so happy that they urged me again. I was afraid that they would leave if I was slow, so I didn't look at the money carefully."

When Song Yao heard this, he felt that it was almost that day.

"Dad, didn't you say you sold four pounds and five taels the day before yesterday? You made a lot of money that day, so you didn't notice the lack of money."

If he only buys less than a pound a day, he will definitely be able to tell that the money is short.

Father Song now feels that it is that day.

He was a little angry: "Because many people inside said they knew how to read, many of them calculated their own money. I thought that we are all from the same county, and these are the families of cadres, so they should not cheat me. , so I believed it.”

As he talked, Father Song remembered:

"At that time, a gay man bought a pound and two and gave me a dollar and a quarter. Is this price wrong?"

At that time, he briefly felt that the money was missing.

But the other party looked much better dressed than him, and he also wore glasses and acted in a hurry, so he took the money and gave it to Honey.

The more he calculated now, the more he felt something was wrong. Although he couldn't calculate the correct answer, the price was obviously wrong.

Song Yao quickly calculated in his mind: "Dad, he should give you two yuan and two cents."

"This is still a loss of 0.4 points."

There was such a big difference between two yuan and one yuan. Song's father immediately became angry: "It's so deceptive! I believe him, but he actually deliberately deceived me!"

Grandpa Song also became angry:

"They are all from the village. If I accidentally made a miscalculation, forget it. If it was intentional, it would be too unconscionable."

Grandma Song is quite stable.

She didn't live a very good life when she was young, otherwise she wouldn't have suffered from stomachache. At that time, everything was miserable, and when you can't even have enough to eat, who would talk to you about your conscience?

So she wasn't that angry about the fact that Song's father might have been deceived.

"Youcai, whose fault do you think this is?"

Dad Song immediately said, "Of course it's that person's fault. How could he lie to others?"

Song Yao also shared the same hatred: "That's right, the teacher said that it is wrong and bad to lie to others. We should treat each other with sincerity when we get along with each other."

Grandpa Song also agreed.

In fact, this is what most people think today.

Not to mention Dashu Village, which has always had simple folk customs, the same applies to other places in Zhongzhou Kingdom.

It is inevitable for people to be cautious, but it is shameful to lie to others and wrong to deceive others.

Father Song felt so angry that his liver ached when he thought that he had been deceived as a fool:

"I'll go over there and block him tomorrow. It's true. He's so well-dressed, but he has the nerve to lie to someone like me who looks very poor at first sight."

Grandma Song: "If you go to him, will he not admit it?"

Father Song choked.

Grandma Song said slowly: "Whether you were a salesman in the past or in your current business, when you buy and sell things, you pay the money and deliver the goods. You didn't have an attack at the time, and there is no evidence for what you say now."

"You also said that he is well-dressed and doesn't look like he can cheat money. Do you think people will believe you or him?"

Song Yao looked thoughtful as he listened.

Father Song was wilted.

His base camp is not in the county. If he is not a relative, others will definitely not believe him based on his words.

But he still felt angry: "Then he lied to people, so he just ignored the matter?"

Grandma Song shook her head: "Don't think about this first."

"It's definitely not good to lie to others, but you also gave him the opportunity to lie to you first."

"Yao'er calculated a price list for you. One pound and two is the price of one pound plus twenty taels. Think about it, you sell one pound for one dollar and seventy-seven cents. He gives you a total of one dollar and two. You Why do you still think he is right?"

Maybe others may be confused, after all, there are still many illiterates today.

But Father Song often goes shopping and is very clever. He can do simple calculations like multiplying by one.

Father Song's face turned red and he was speechless. When his son looked at him curiously, his face turned red again.

He whispered: "I felt something was wrong at the time, but that person seemed to be a highly intellectual person, and he was so sure, so I felt that I had made a mistake."

Grandma Song: "But you were right, that person was wrong."

Father Song lowered his head in regret: "If I knew it was me who was right, I would have asked him at that time."

Grandma Song said patiently:

"The mistake you made was not that you didn't know whether you were right or not. It was that you failed to stick to the results you calculated. When you see that someone is more educated than you, you think he is right."

"Obviously you felt something was wrong at that time. Since you figured it was wrong, what's the point of asking?"

Father Song was a little embarrassed: "I just thought that if I was wrong, I would be so embarrassed."

Song Yao interrupted: "Dad, it's not shameful to miscalculate the number, but it's shameful to lie to someone."

Grandma Song glanced at her grandson with praise and touched his little head: "Yao'er is right."

"You haven't gone to school and are not good at arithmetic. There is nothing to be ashamed of. We don't lie to people, and we don't cheat people. We are doing business in an upright manner. There is nothing to ask."

Song Yao nodded wildly on the side: "Yes! The teacher said you should not be ashamed to ask questions."

Father Song listened and thought it made sense.

He didn't add water to the honey, so what was he afraid of?

Grandma Song saw her son's face slowly showing understanding, and then she nodded with satisfaction:

"After learning this lesson, next time you sell honey, you must settle the accounts before collecting money. If your calculations are different from others' calculations, just ask.

Even if you are wrong, there is nothing shameful in saying you are sorry. "

Father Song nodded.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Song Yao nodding along with a serious look on his face, and the corner of his mouth twitched:

"Yao'er, why are you nodding?"

Song Yao: "I think grandma is right. If you don't understand, just ask. If you never ask, then you never understand."

Father Song squeezed his son's little hand and said, "It's easy for you to say. What if people think you don't even understand this and look down on you."

Song Yao raised his head proudly: "Huh, then I also look down on him!"

He has so many people who like him, so he doesn't care if others look down on him.

The child hummed and said, "And I will surpass him and become a much more powerful person than him, making him regret looking down on me."

Father Song couldn't help but be amused when he saw him gritting his teeth as he spoke.

He deliberately teased his son: "Well, what if that person is very powerful? Someone more powerful than Teacher He.

What should I do if Teacher He can't teach you to be as good as that person? "

Song Yao is not timid at all:

"What's the point? Learning is endless. If Teacher He can't teach me, there are other more powerful teachers. I can just learn from those teachers."

He said with reason: "And since that person looks down on people who take the initiative to ask questions, he will definitely not ask questions to others. If he doesn't ask, he won't learn new knowledge.

He has stayed where he is, but I will keep asking, learning, and progressing, and one day I will definitely be able to surpass him. "

Judging from how hard he studies every day, he has already surpassed his father in just one week.

So Song Yao is super confident.

He also asked 005 for his opinion:

【005, do you think I am right? 】

005 immediately agreed: [The host is right, learning is a very sacred and happy thing. Those who look down on learning will definitely be left behind by the host. 】

It encouraged: [The host wants to build a spaceship! It will definitely leave everyone behind. 】

Song Yao was reminded.

Instantly more confident.

right! He is the one who wants to build the spaceship!

The child's somewhat innocent but very reasonable words stunned Father Song.

He had always felt that he had not been able to go to school when he was a child, and that it would be useless to study again when he grew up.

But now after hearing what my son said, I feel a little excited for no reason.

Grandma Song was also very surprised.

She asked Father Song to bring her grandson with the intention of teaching him together.

Although Song Yao may not be used now, the child has been exposed to it, and when he grows up, he will be able to avoid more pitfalls than his father.

In the end, Yao'er's words were better than hers.

She had only met a lot of people and experienced a lot of things during her decades of living, so she could sum up some life experiences.

But how old is Yaoer this year?

Grandma Song was really surprised that he could say something like this.

She hugged her grandson lovingly and said, "Our youngest son is right. He is a good boy. He is indeed your mother's child. He is really smart."

Song Yao was full of pride in her grandma's arms.

Father Song looked at it with a sour look on his face: ...Why do you say it is like the child born by Yao'er's mother alone?

If you are so smart, don't you have half of his genes?

Grandma Song didn't care what her son was thinking, she sent her grandson back herself.

After watching Song Yao cover herself with a quilt and fall asleep instantly, she returned to the room.

As soon as she saw her son, she kept a straight face: "You are indeed your father's son, and you are as unreliable as your father."

Grandpa Song, who was trying to doze off with his eyes squinted, opened his eyes in excitement when he heard his name.

He didn't hear what his wife was saying just now. When he saw Grandma Song and Father Song looking at him, he nodded:

"Your mother is right."

Dad Song: "..."

Grandma Song was very satisfied that her husband was on her side and continued:

"Yao'er was here just now. He is still young after all, so there are some things I didn't say. Now I will tell you carefully."

"We can't have the intention to harm others, but don't lose the intention to guard against others. Even the people in the village are inevitably a little cautious, let alone Zhongzhou Country is so big and there are so many people outside.

If you want to do business, you have to be more thoughtful. If you are willing to give others advantages, that is one thing.

It's another thing if someone deliberately deceives you and gets your advantage. "

Dad Song nodded repeatedly: "Mom, I remember it. I will make it clear next time. If I feel something is wrong, I will ask."

He said he had remembered this lesson, and Grandma Song also believed it.

Her son was not really stupid, he had been quite clever before, but this time he probably didn't expect that a well-dressed man who was paid a salary could do something to take advantage of others.

If he suffered a loss this time, he would never be fooled next time.

In fact, she was quite happy to see the result of Father Song's stupidity in charging less money this time.

This is how to teach children. When the child is not in trouble, the elders in the family will chase after them and tell them many times, but the child will still not listen.

When they have suffered a loss and learned a lesson, they will remember it without their elders saying anything.

It is better for Father Song to suffer a small loss and learn a lesson now than to suffer a big loss later when his business becomes bigger or goes outside.

If she hadn't wanted to let her son practice on his own, she wouldn't have let him keep the money.

After criticizing, it’s time to praise.

Grandma Song handed the money to Dad Song again and said under his surprised eyes:

"You should learn a lesson from this matter, but since you grew up in Dashu Village, you think that others are as conscientious as the people in Dashu Village, so you can't be blamed.

Think more about everything you do in the future. You still have the money. You can keep whatever you earn in the future. "

Father Song was really surprised.

He had just been scolded and thought he had no chance of managing money.

He who was a little tired immediately became happy and happily took the money:

"Mom, are you really going to leave it to me?"

Grandma Song glanced at him: "If you hadn't divorced Taohua, I definitely wouldn't have given you this money. Let Taohua take care of it so you don't have to worry."

But now that the two have divorced, Song's father still has to stand up on his own, and he can't just let the two old men take care of it all the time.

Father Song felt his mother's disgust and didn't care.

He touched the small money and was extremely happy: Fortunately, he and Taohua divorced, hehe.

He happily took the money and went out.

Taking the money, he was happy and secretly vowed that he would learn arithmetic from tomorrow.

And he had to keep accounts every day, writing down how much honey he sold and how much he received.

Let’s see who can still fool him in the future.

Seeing Father Song leave, Grandma Song turned to Grandpa Song and said, "Have you noticed that our sons are really different?"

Grandpa Song, who was just so sleepy that he kept paddling the whole time: "Huh?"

Grandma Song was excited: "Yao'er is so transparent at such a young age, he will definitely have a big future!"

Grandpa Song yawned: "Yes..."

Grandma Song was still very happy.

Even after he lay down, he couldn't help but think about what Song Yao had just said.

As she thought about it, she became energetic:

"I think what Yao'er said is so right. There is no end to learning. As long as you are willing to learn and keep learning, you will definitely learn something."

Grandpa Song closed his eyes: "Well..."

Grandma Song: "Look, Teacher He looks very young. She is definitely no more than twenty-five. Even if she has been studying since she was five years old, it only took her twenty years to teach students."

Grandpa Song smacked his lips: "Hmm..."

Grandma Song felt a little excited.

She sat up suddenly: "Okay! I have decided!"

Grandpa Song, who was almost asleep, opened his eyes in confusion: "What?"

Grandma Song had a fighting spirit on her face: "I want to study too!"

"I am only forty-eight years old this year. I keep learning and making progress. If I study like this for twenty years, I will definitely become a cultural person, just like Yao'er's mother."

Grandpa Song: "..."

He recalled the way his former daughter-in-law carried the big vat with one hand, and shuddered: "You are already forty-eight, you are so old..."

Seeing Grandma Song suddenly turning around and looking at him in displeasure, Grandpa Song immediately changed his mind:

"You're not very young anymore. There are so many things to do every day. Do you have time to study?"

Grandma Song was not demoted at all.

"Time is something that can only be squeezed out, isn't it? And I have a lot of things to do, won't you help me do it? And Song Youcai.

If he doesn't make progress, then free up his position and let me learn to make progress. "

The more Grandma Song thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea:

"Don't forget Song Tianduo. I didn't study for a day, but I learned to read bit by bit. That means I have this ability. If I get good grades in the future, I might be able to become a teacher."

Grandma Song felt very excited when she thought that she could become someone like Yaoer's mother and Teacher He.

Then when I looked at Grandpa Song, his eyes were very unkind:

"I have worked hard for you for half my life, and if you still stop me from making progress, then fine, you can take charge of this family yourself."

Grandpa Song: "...That's all I said."

"Study, learn, learn. If you want to learn, you can learn. Now that you are talented and have income at home, you can study with peace of mind. I am at home, so you can learn whatever you want."

Grandma Song was finally satisfied and lay down next to her husband: "Tian Duo, you are so kind to me."

With this sentence, Grandpa Song instantly felt comfortable everywhere in his body. He was so heroic that he waved his hand:

"What's the point? We've been married for many years. I haven't helped you with what you want."

Grandma Song’s eyes lit up:

"I have what I want now. Let me tell you, Yao'er told me before that he had a notebook..."

the next day

Dad Song got up and remembered the vow he made yesterday, so after washing, he took out his small book and started studying.

Ten minutes later, he put down the notebook with a dull look on his face, his face full of emptiness.

God, was this really written by his eight-year-old son?

Why does he think it is a heavenly book written by gods?

Song Yao squatted next to him and washed up. When he saw that his father had not continued to study after he had finished washing, he became anxious:

"Dad, don't rest for too long. Learn quickly."

Dad Song yawned: "It's okay, I'll learn it slowly and digest it slowly."

Song Yao still urged him anxiously:

"Don't be slow, dad. There is only one copy of this little book. You won't have to read it if you see the rest of the family."

After hearing this, Father Song laughed hahaha:

"Who else do you want to show it to? Aren't I the only one in this family who can show it to you?"

The child raised his head proudly: "Grandpa came to see me this morning and asked me to borrow my notes."

Dad Song: "?"

He simply doubted his hearing: "Really or not, why did he borrow this?"

Song Yao forgot to ask, but what else could he borrow the notes for:

"It must be for studying."

Dad Song: "..."

He thought it was unlikely.

But seeing the confident expression on his son's face, he was a little doubtful.

After waiting for a while, he got tired of reading again, so he put down the notebook and planned to rest for a while. As soon as he put it down, he picked up the notebook with one hand.

When Father Song looked up, it was Grandma Song.

She looked calm: "You don't want to see it now?"

Dad Song: "I..."

Grandma Song: "Then I'll watch it first. You can watch it later when I get busy."

She took the book and left.

Dad Song: "..."

He rubbed his eyes with disbelief on his face and looked at his mother who had already walked to the bellows and was reading a book seriously while turning on the bellows. His jaw almost dropped in shock.

"Yao'er, what do you think your grandma is doing?"

Song Yao, who was busy studying, took a moment to take a look and became happy: "Grandma is reading my notes!"

Hehe, his notes are so popular!

Even my grandparents want to learn when they see it!

After being happy for a second, the very busy child continued to immerse himself in studying.

Hehehe, when I think about my grandparents and daddy studying, I don’t know why I feel that studying is not that difficult.

Dad Song: "..."

He looked at his son who was studying, then at his mother who was reading, and thought about his father who borrowed his notes, so he could only review what he had learned before.

Dad Song was writing furiously while crying in his heart.

Wuwuwuwu, he didn't want to work so hard.

But this home is really too big.

It’s too curly!