Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Qian Yizheng: "..."

He really wanted to ask himself, his own younger brother, why did he think he couldn't make money?

Where is he wrong? When it comes to reading, he is better than Rong'er. When it comes to working in his mother's space, he feeds the rabbits and the deer!

"Okay, you are my brother, I won't argue with you!"

In the end, what can he do? His younger brother is pampering himself. Look at his face turning red with anger. No matter what, he has to let him, right?

"If you say I can't make money, I won't make money, you're right!"

"I……"

Qian Yirong opened his mouth and wanted to refute it.

But suddenly I found that if I refuted it, then I can't say that my brother can make money? He didn't want to say that.

He just thinks that his brother can't make money, and the family will have to rely on him to make money in the future!

Then, he was so tangled, and then, the little guy turned a little face red again, the feeling of being unable to speak, is too uncomfortable, is there?

"puff!"

An Jiuyue listened to the conversation between the two brothers, and then saw that Rong'er was blocked so she couldn't utter a word, she couldn't help laughing.

"Zheng'er, Rong'er is your younger brother, you have to let him be a little bit." She said amusingly.

"That's right, mother, my brother won't let me... No!"

Qian Yirong wanted to go along with what his mother said, but before he finished speaking, he came to the aftertaste.

What do you mean by brother letting him?

"Mother, obviously I let my brother, not my brother."

"Okay, it's your brother who asked you to, so do you want to see the flowers?" An Jiuyue asked him with a smile.

"Of course, the flowers are beautiful."

Qian Yirong nodded immediately, put the previous quarrel with Qian Yizheng behind him, took his hand, and went to see the flowers.

Qian Yizheng has no choice.

I can only shake my head helplessly, my brother is pampering himself, what can I do?

"Jiuyue, have you thought about where to set up a school?"

After the two children left, Qian Jiyun looked at An Jiuyue and asked softly.

"I haven't made up my mind yet."

An Jiuyue shook her head, she really hadn't thought about it yet.

It's not that she didn't think about whether to start a school or not, but what to do with this school, she still has some different ideas in her heart.

After deciding to open a school, she asked Qian Yiyun to have a general understanding of the situation in Kyoto. Of course, she also knew some of it herself.

In Daqing, no matter where it is, there are three levels of schools.

Lower school, intermediate college, senior academy.

A low-level school is like a child playing a house. Children ranging from four to six years old can enter the school, as long as they can afford the money.

In the school, at most, children are taught to recognize some characters, and then some three-character classics, thousand-character script, hundreds of family names, and more, there is nothing.

Then there is the intermediate college. Children ranging from six to ten years old can enroll. Specifically, at what age they can leave the intermediate college. It depends on whether the students are willing to leave.

Also, do you have this talent to leave and go to a higher academy?

And senior academies, not anyone who wants to enter can enter, the admission requirements are very strict, and not all places have academies.

Colleges are generally found in big places, like borders, where there are no colleges, only colleges.

Just like in Kyoto, there are only two academies at the foot of the emperor, namely the Hongshu Academy and the Royal Academy.