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Under the dim light, Honghong cleaned Yueyue's face and hands, turned around and saw Su Chen carving a little wooden man with a hatchet. She stirred her hands and hesitated to speak: "Dad..."

Su Chen looked up: "What's wrong, Honghong?"

Honghong laughed dryly and her voice became even quieter.

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"Dad, I want to go to school."

Su Chen paused, and finally remembered that the original owner had been living in a daze for these years, and his family was a mess. Life was tight, not to mention sending children to school.

But not only their family, but the entire Niuwei Village was not rich, and the registration for school every semester cost more than 100 yuan. Even if the villagers had the conditions, they usually only sent boys to school, and girls like Honghong stayed at home to help with the work.

This was caused by the idea of ​​favoring boys over girls.

Of course, there was also a very realistic reason-there was no primary school in the village.

If the children in Niuwei Village want to go to school, they have to go to Liangshan Town. Therefore, the children who want to go to school live with their relatives in the town. Otherwise, they have to go back and forth between the two mountains every day, and the children will be exhausted.

Su Chen thought about it and sighed in his heart.

After hesitating for a while, he nodded: "Dad will send you to school after the New Year. Not only you, but your brother Apeng is also old enough to go to school."

Honghong was surprised: "Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Yeah!" Honghong jumped up and happily went to the cabinet, "I want to sew a schoolbag and one for my brother."

Su Chen was stunned, his eyes full of pity.

Even in the world where the ghosts were revived, going to school was a very common thing, but there were a few more heavenly masters guarding the school. I didn't expect that in this beautiful world, going to school would be so difficult?

If he couldn't make some money, I'm afraid that Apeng and Acai would not be able to go to school in this family and could only be illiterate.

Liu Chunhua heard the noise and came over to take a look. She held the awakened little Ayun and touched the diaper. Seeing that it was not wet, she looked at Honghong: "Honghong, what are you doing?"

"Grandma, Dad said he would send me and my brother to school."

"I want to sew a schoolbag, a beautiful schoolbag."

Liu Chunhua looked at Su Chen in surprise: "Achen, you are crazy, Honghong is a girl..."

She couldn't continue speaking halfway.

Recalling that her youngest son had been telling her not to be partial to her, Liu Chunhua was still a little unwilling: "Achen, it's not easy for you to make money..."

So just send Apeng to school. Honghong is a money-loser. Why should she go to school?

Although Liu Chunhua didn't say these words, Su Chen also saw it.

"Mom, no matter how hard it is to make money, the children have to go to school. Besides, it's not a big deal to spend one or two hundred."

Liu Chunhua snorted: "Girls are stupid and can't learn anything. Don't waste money later."

"Really? But I heard from my third sister that Axuan's grades are pretty good."

Liu Chunhua was blocked every time she spoke, so she simply kept silent and stood there with a stern face.

Su Chen ignored her and continued to make small figures.

Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, Liu Chunhua softened: "Then let Honghong and Apeng live in your third sister's house?"

Su Chen continued: "Mom, let's talk about it after the New Year. My third sister advised me to rent a house in the city before. I thought that if I made more money before the New Year, I would bring you all to the city after the New Year, and then we would go to school in the city, and I wouldn't have to live in my third sister's house to bother her."

Liu Chunhua waved her hands: "I won't go. Who will farm the land at home if I go there?"

"Besides, it costs a lot of money in the city, and Honghong and Apeng can't go either."

Su Chen didn't say anything again.

Seeing this, Liu Chunhua's heart was beating fast.

After a long time, she asked: "Ah Chen, how much does it cost to rent a house in the city?"

Su Chen still didn't say anything.

Liu Chunhua sighed, put Xiao Ayun down, stood up, and said: "Anyway, I don't like to go to the city."

Soon, there was a faint conversation from the next room. Su Chen raised his eyebrows and continued to carve the little man.

But when he thought of Lin Jingchun's story about the ghost wall on Longshan Mountain, his heart sank.

With his current level, it's hard to go up. No, I have to find some magic tools tomorrow. If there are really no magic tools, lightning wood or something will do.

He slept well all night, while Lin Jingyu and Ah Biao ran around on Chunming Street for almost a night, and finally set up a platform for rituals on Ye's Noodle House.

As soon as the white banner was hung, someone came over and asked, "Ayu, what happened?"

"Oh, today A Biao and I thought Uncle Ye hadn't waited for A Wang to come back for so long, so we brought my buddies here to do some fortune-telling for Uncle Ye. Then we went out and found A Wang's body. Uncle Ye was so sad that he followed him. Before he left, he asked me to buy the store and buy a cemetery for him and move his grave. If there was any money left, I would donate it to the orphanage. Uncle Qiao, it's great that you saw it. Uncle Ye has also signed the deed for buying the store. I will calculate the money spent on the funeral and write it down for you to see. You can also help me supervise it. Supervision."

Old Qiao immediately waved his hands: "Hey, I can't trust anyone but you, Ayu. Everyone knows that most of Cuicheng used to belong to your Lin family. Now many houses on this street belong to you. Do you need this little money?"

Lin Jingyu laughed dryly: "No, I don't need it, but Uncle Ye has a nephew who came to make trouble today. Isn't this what he is afraid of?"

"What are you afraid of? If he dares to make trouble again, I will let your aunt pour a bucket of urine on him!"

"Hey, then I will thank Uncle Qiao first."

The old neighbors of Chunming Street spread the news and sighed for the death of Old Ye.

Old Liao was also among them. At last, he sighed: "Well, it's good to go. Old Ye has been waiting for his son all his life. He opened the noodle shop for Awang, thinking of making money to build a family business for Awang. Now Awang is gone, and there is no point for him to live."

"Eh? Why did I hear A Biao say that Awang was killed by that stinky woman?"

"Really? So Old Ye said that he would move Old Ye's original wife here to reunite their family."

"But we can't let that stinky woman go."

Several young people in the group looked at each other immediately and quietly slipped away.

The next morning, Su Chen arrived at Old Zhang's stall and heard that there was a commotion in the cemetery in the west of Cuicheng last night, and a tomb was smashed.

Old Zhang shook his head: "Nowadays, these young people either dye their hair yellow, ride motorcycles, or shake their heads, and never do anything serious."

A middle-aged man sitting opposite Su Chen was annoyed: "Even if you don't do anything serious, you can't go to smash the cemetery. If you disturb their sleep, who knows if they will come to settle accounts with you at night?"

Old Zhang said: "Young people are hot-tempered, I'm afraid I can't find them."

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man's face changed and he sighed: "Yes, when I was young, I was also fearless, but when I got older, hey..."

Old Zhang saw that he was quite talkative, looked at him carefully, and asked him: "You look a little unfamiliar, are you from Chunming Street?"

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly: "I'm from Xiawei, I heard that there is a master who is very good at fortune-telling at this end of Chunming Street, come and take a look."

When Old Zhang heard this, he was happy and said to Su Chen: "Young man, this is unfortunate, business is coming to the door!"