Zhou Xiaoyun’s Happy Life

Chapter 9 Six-year-old Zhou Xiaoyun (3)

As expected, Zhou Xiaoyun’s proposal was unanimously opposed by his parents.

"What did you say?"

Father Zhou couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that his eldest daughter, who had always been quiet and reserved, would actually say that she wanted to go to school. In his opinion, although Zhou Xiaoyun is taller, he is still a six-year-old kid after all. Dabao is nine years old and in the first grade. He doesn’t know how to study and never knows how to study seriously.

Zhou Xiaoyun said again calmly: "School starts in more than a month, and I want to go to school."

Father Zhou felt that Zhou Xiaoyun was a little different today. He was sitting upright at the big table and talking like a little adult. He couldn't help but feel a little happy and proud that "a daughter has grown up in my family", but this feeling did not affect his decision:

“You are only six years old, what do you know about studying? You take care of Xiaobao and Erya at home, and you can even help your mother herd the ducks when you have nothing to do. Whose children don’t go to school until they are eight or nine years old?”

One thing that hasn’t been said yet is that tuition is also a huge burden.

The tuition fee at that time was about ten yuan a semester, which was not much or not much. He only paid three or four yuan to kill a pig for someone outside, and the eggs he sold at home for a week only cost more than two yuan.

Zhao Yuzhen also agreed: "Yes, you have to wait for two years, Da Ya."

Zhao Yuzhen’s considerations were similar to those of Zhou’s father. In addition, the traditional rural preference for sons over daughters also made her never pay attention to her daughter’s education. In her opinion, it is enough for her daughter to be more diligent in doing housework and take care of her younger siblings. When they grow up, she can learn some hand-knitting and read more or less books.

In those days, schools were just more advanced places for children to have fun, and parents and even school teachers didn’t take school seriously.

Zhou Xiaoyun was not surprised to hear such words at all, because she grew up hearing such words.

"Just don't repeat the grade", "Go home, don't do your homework, take your sister out to play", "Tomorrow we have to harvest wheat at home, don't go to school" and so on, it is this kind of environment, this kind of attitude and this kind of education that makes the mind Zhou Xiaoyun, who is relatively smart, has always had mediocre grades. After graduating from junior high school, his school career ended and he entered the society early.

If she hadn't entered the factory to work early, how could she have fallen in love, gotten married, and had a daughter early?

Zhou Xiaoyun attributed his failed life to this point, because one mistake in childhood led to mistakes in every subsequent step. Now she wants to lead her life into a prosperous road.

“Dad, I really want to go to school. I stay at home and take care of the ducks every day, and I have learned to count a long time ago. You see: 1, 2, 3,…”

Zhou Xiaoyun has counted to twenty-three.

 “Not bad,” Zhou’s father’s eyes lit up. What can a six-year-old child understand? He can actually count. Dabao said, "My Zhou Guoqiang's daughter is really smart, just like me when I was a child." He boasted to himself, recalling that he was also a smart child when he was a child!

Zhao Yuzhen has the final say on all the little things in Zhou Xiaoyun's family, but the really critical "big things" are still in the hands of Zhou's father, so Zhou Xiaoyun naturally knows who to work on.

Zhou Xiaoyun recited two more Tang poems, namely the famous "Goose Goose" and "One Go Two or Three Miles". Zhou's father couldn't smile from ear to ear and praised his daughter for being smart. He wavered in the idea of ​​not letting his daughter go to school. The child seems smart and wants to go to school, so I might as well let her study.

Zhao Yuzhen felt very strange. Zhou Xiaoyun had been wandering around in front of her all day, and she had never seen her reciting a poem: "Da Ya, when did you learn poetry? Why have I never seen you learn it before?"

Zhou Xiaoyun had already thought of the explanation: "When my brother recited it at home, I got it after listening to it twice."

Dabao, who was named, didn't know why his sister's going to school was brought to his attention again, and he looked confused. I keep thinking back to when I memorized these two poems at home, and it seems that I can't even memorize them now:

 “I don’t know how to…!”

Zhou Xiaoyun glanced at him quickly, his eyes had many meanings.

At this time, Dabao's mind also brightened up, and he felt that he could not dismantle his sister, otherwise he would not be able to have so much fun in the future. It's not a good idea to have three followers following you wherever you go. He can't stand it if he can't leave for two hours.

As for how Dabao thought of this, it must be attributed to Zhou Xiaoyun's "warning" eyes.

Dabao didn't quite understand what warnings and threats were at this time, but his intuition made him choose to help his sister smooth things over: "Maybe I recited it at home before and Daya heard it." God knows when he recited it.

 Father Zhou touched his chin and thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "But..."

“Dad, I promise to go home from school every day to help my mother take care of Xiaobao and Erya. When I have free time, I will go to look after ducks on Saturdays and Sundays. Just let me start school and go to first grade!”

Zhou Xiaoyun raised his right hand and swore like a boy scout. He didn't know that his six-year-old self made such an action very ridiculously.

 Zhao Yuzhen burst out laughing, "This **** girl, I learned it from a fight. Her father, how about he just do what the child wants!"

After all, it’s a mother’s soft heart. Think about it, Da Ya has always been honest and never said anything. The eldest baby in the family is naughty and mischievous. The younger baby is weak and difficult to take care of. The second Ya is also a young child who needs to be taken care of. Only Da Ya is the most worry-free and never bothers anyone. . She also paid the least attention to her. Now that she thinks about it, Zhao Yuzhen feels a little guilty.

 There is nothing we can do, there are so many children. She had to do all the household chores for the pigs in the chicken and duck pens with more than ten acres of land in the yard. Zhou's father sometimes went to kill pigs for the pig families in the eight villages in four villages. When he was busy, he couldn't take care of the family. .

  Zhao Yuzhen is busy from morning to night every day, so she doesn’t have so much free time for her children.

Zhou Xiaoyun was overjoyed after hearing what Zhao Yuzhen said and threw herself on Zhao Yuzhen, "Mom, you are so kind, you are the best mother in the world!"

Erya couldn't understand what her sister was talking about, so she said in a sweet voice: "Good mother, good mother."

At this time, Zhou's father also laughed, and he agreed heartily, thinking that there was still more than a month before school started, and if he could run around and kill more pigs, he would not be able to sell more food at home, and he could always bring Dabao and Daya to Earned from tuition fees.

Zhou Xiaoyun smiled from ear to ear, and he and Dabao laughed and shouted. Suddenly, deafening laughter and laughter came from the Zhou family's hut.

 (End of this chapter)