Chapter 24 (Chapter 24 (Three in One)...)

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

Grandma Song praised Song Ma for pouring some honey on it:

"This way it tastes much better than ordinary roasted rabbits. Taohua's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Song Yao, who was eating, took a moment to say happily: "Mom also said that next time we can try to use some sour plum juice mixed with honey as seasoning..."

As he was talking, the child's expression suddenly froze.

Song's father, who was sitting opposite him, also looked up suddenly.

The father and son looked at each other in surprise: "We forgot the plum tree!"

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

Later, they ate roasted rabbits and caught rabbits. Not only did the children forget about it, but even the adults forgot about it.

When Grandpa and Grandma Song saw their posture, they knew that the two of them had forgotten something again.

Song Yao was fine. Children love to play and make trouble. When they play crazy, they forget everything.

It's not okay for Song's father to be so unreliable when he's already in his twenties.

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

How can they feel at ease with his forgetful look?

Song's father has indeed improved a lot recently. He knew something was wrong when he saw his parents' faces, and he quickly admitted his fault:

"It's my fault. Zhigang got two plum trees and said he would give us one, but I drank a little and got a little drunk. I'll borrow a cart to get the plum trees back tomorrow afternoon."

Seeing that he admitted his fault in time and took the initiative to say that he would definitely pay attention to the problem of drinking next time, Grandma Song's face eased a little and didn't say anything.

Song's father breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he has been busy these days, he helps with work at home whenever he finds a chance, just because he is afraid that his parents will not agree to him selling 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 these things. After all, they are all married and have children, and they can stand on their own.

But isn't Song's father different from others?

Not to mention Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, even he himself felt that he was still young and needed his parents to remind him.

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

Anyway, Xiaoba would definitely keep it for them. At worst, they could go to Liuye Village to play next time.

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

In this respect, he was very similar to Grandma Song. He loved cleanliness and comfort. Every night, he would make the neatly folded quilt into the most suitable shape for sleeping.

As a result, he had just made it and was about to go out to get water for washing his feet with satisfaction, when Dad Song came in with a basin of water.

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

This basin was still the big wooden basin they bought last time. Because it was deep and big enough, it was very comfortable to soak feet, so the Song family fell in love with soaking feet in recent days.

Dad Song put a basin of slightly hot water next to the bed and took a small stool to sit opposite.

He tried to dip his feet in the water first, and after several attempts, he succeeded in putting his feet in.

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

Song's father stepped on him.

The father and son stepped on each other, and the sound of giggling attracted Grandpa Song who was walking to his room.

He strolled to the door of Song's pharmacy, and saw his son and grandson playing happily, so he coughed dryly.

Song Yao and Song's father looked up and saw that their father|grandfather had come, and they were startled. They quickly put away the expressions on their faces, sat upright, and looked like "we are all super good".

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

He left in a rather depressed mood.

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

Song's father said: "Wait, my son, I 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-wiping cloth, but in order to avoid waste, the foot-wiping cloth is retired in summer. So if the Song family does not want to use the bed sheet to wipe their feet, they have to stretch their feet out and wait for them to dry before going into bed.

Song Yao thought his father's idea was really great, and he also proposed one:

"Dad, when you have money, buy three basins, and then everyone in our family will have a foot-washing basin."

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

"The extra one will be used to catch fish."

The father and son were very happy when they thought that everyone in their family would have a foot-washing basin in the future.

Song Yao asked his father: "Dad, how much money have you made now?"

Song's father choked.

He really didn't know.

These days, he went out early and came back late every day. He made money and put it away after making sure that he had calculated it correctly. He finally planned to rest today, but he didn't rest in the end.

There was no chance to count the money.

I was very busy before and had no chance to think about this. Now that I think about it, Song Dad starts to feel anxious.

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

"I put the money in my room, wait, I'll take it out and we'll count how much money there is."

Song's father came back in less than a minute, holding a stack of money in his hand, and put it on the bed.

"Look! This is the money that Dad earned in a week!"

So many dimes laid together still looked like a lot, even the children who had no concept of money couldn't help but stare at it.

"Dad, let's count how much money there is."

Song's father couldn't wait any longer, and he sat aside happily, giving his son a bunch of money generously:

"You count these, I count these."

The two counted one by one, and when they finished counting, Song Yao calculated: "Twenty-one yuan and thirty-two cents."

Song's father was trying hard to calculate, and when he heard his son's words, he immediately laughed happily:

"So much!"

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

He calculated for Song's father: "Dad, you sold five catties to Sister Shengsheng for eight yuan and fifty cents, and sold eight catties in retail these days."

"The retail price is one yuan and seventy-seven cents, eight catties is fourteen yuan and six cents, plus the previous eight yuan and fifty cents, that is twenty-two yuan and sixty-six cents."

Song Yao muttered while calculating in the small notebook, and handed the small notebook forward after the calculation:

"Dad, a full one yuan and thirty-four cents are missing!!"

Song's father was shocked to see the number written in the small notebook by his son.

"How can there be so much less?! I always count it several times!"

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

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

Song's father shook his head with a bitter face: "Your grandmother asked me to keep the money from selling honey separately. I never use this money when buying things."

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

Seeing that Song's father tried hard to recall but couldn't remember anything, Song Yao said: "Dad, did you write down when and how much money you collected for each payment?"

"Let's look at that and we'll know where the difference is."

Song's father looked confused: "Do I have to remember these?"

Song Yao was also confused: "Don't I have to remember?"

The child himself was not sure: "Teacher He taught me to write the process of solving problems, so that if the final answer is incorrect, I can see where the mistake is by looking at the process of solving the problem."

He became more and more confident as he spoke: "Dad, it must be the same when you sell honey!"

Song's father didn't quite understand: "What's the same?"

"Dad, you see, math is just one number plus another number, and you sell honey to people one by one. The money they give you is the money you make in the end."

As he spoke, he felt that there was nothing wrong with the logic, so Song Yao continued confidently:

"Write down how much honey you sold to which person on which day, how much money you made, and when you come back Calculate the money earned that day, and then add up the money recorded one by one.

If the final amount of money is the same, then there is no problem for that day. "

Song's father gradually understood: "I know, just like this time, I didn't keep accounts, but you know how much honey I sold and at what price, so you can use these to calculate how much money I should have earned. "

Finding that his father understood what he meant, Song Yao nodded with sparkling eyes:

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

Song's father also became a little confident: "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 admiringly: "Really! Dad is so awesome!"

Song's father, who was a little guilty, was praised by his son, and instantly felt justified:

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

Song Yao nodded repeatedly, thinking that what his father said was super reasonable.

He held it like a treasure, took out a small notebook and handed it to Song's father:

"Dad, this is for you."

Song's father: "? What is this?"

He took it and asked cautiously: "You are not drawing again, are 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?

Song's father was instantly happy.

He had never received a gift before.

What's more, this was given by his son.

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

Only a whole page of words were neatly written in childish handwriting.

Not only words, but also numbers, and various familiar mathematical symbols.

Father Song: "...What is this?"

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

"And there is a 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 content in it, I copied the content taught in the book into the notebook."

The child is very optimistic: "I don't understand the content at the back. Dad, you can learn the front first. The front is very simple and you can learn it in a moment!"

Dad Song looked down at the various numerical formulas that looked like heavenly books in his eyes: "..."

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

Song's father tried hard to explain to Song Yao: "Dad is an adult now, I'm not in school now, so I don't need to learn these things, right?"

Song Yao disagreed with this: "Adults have to learn too. Dad, have you heard of learning without end and learning without limit?"

Song's father: ... I haven't heard of it, but these two words sound miserable.

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

The child clenched his fists and looked longing: "Let's pursue learning from birth to death together!"

005 was very pleased to hear the recommendation of their learning system: [That's right! Learning from birth to death is the most romantic thing in the world. ]

And Song's father heard this: "..."

Teacher He is really terrible. He can teach such words to children.

Are intellectuals so terrible...

He finally accepted the little notebook.

On the one hand, his son had too much confidence in him, and he just boasted, so he was a little embarrassed to say, "My dear son, although Dad tells you every day that you should study hard, Dad doesn't want to study." On the other hand, it was also...

A full 1.34 yuan!

When he thought about losing so much money in five days because of his poor math, Song's father felt so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

If he would lose 1.34 yuan in five days, wouldn't that be...

He calculated it.

A lot of money!

Song's father covered his heart with distress, and felt so heartbroken that he suffocated.

Especially when he thought about it, he was planning to go to other counties. It was such a long way, and he would definitely stay there at night. He couldn't take his son to settle the bill for himself.

When he thought about going to the county in the future, Song's father's desire to study was instantly determined by 300%. He held the small notebook given by his son tightly and decided to study every day in the future.

But before that, there was 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.

Dad Song handed over the money he earned with a guilty conscience: "Dad, Mom, this is the money I earned from selling honey these days."

Dad Song is the only child in the Song family, so the money is kept with Grandma Song, and other people in the family go to her for money when they want to spend money.

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

Dad Song wanted to give the eight and a half yuan to Grandma Song before, but at that time she just told Dad Song to keep it for himself first, and Dad Song was happy for a long time.

After all, he has grown up so much that he can only take money when he just got married.

Later, after the divorce was successful, Dad Song, who became single again, lost this right again, so he was super happy to be able to manage the money himself this time.

As a result, the money was reduced by more than one yuan.

One yuan is enough to buy a hundred eggs.

Thinking of this, Dad Song felt suffocated again with a burst of heartache.

Grandma Song knew something was wrong when she glanced at his expression. She didn't take the money, but just asked, "How much?"

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

Grandpa Song next to him was happy.

So much money, if it is added to the family savings, then their family will be more confident.

He looked 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 immediately shut up.

The Song family members who were familiar with Grandma Song knew that she was obviously going to have an attack.

Dad Song was nervous, and his face was more guilty.

Grandma Song: "Do you want to tell me yourself, or should I ask the youngest?"

She was not a fool. Her son didn't say he would hand it in before, but he and his grandson soaked their feet for a while, and it was almost dark, and he came to say he would hand it in again.

There must be something fishy about this money.

Sure enough, when she lied, Dad Song was scared.

He didn't dare to be vague, and hung his head and told the fact that the money was less than a dollar.

When Grandpa Song heard that a piece was missing, his face immediately showed a pained expression.

Grandma Song was still calm, and even said calmly: "Go, call the youngest son."

Dad Song thought she was going to check with Song Yao whether it was this matter, but she took her son and stuffed him into her parents' bed. Grandma Song asked Dad Song: "When do you think it was missing?"

Dad Song tried to think about it:

"It should be the day before yesterday. I was selling outside the government compound at that time, attracting many cadres' families. Some bought one tael and some bought two taels. I was too busy to count them carefully. I took the money when they gave me."

This memory is particularly clear.

Dad Song's expression gradually became annoyed: "When I sold honey before, I would count the money several times before I received it. I would only give the honey when I was sure there was no problem."

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

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

"Dad, didn't you say you sold 4.5 jin the day before yesterday? We made more money that day, so you didn't notice the lack of money."

If he only sold less than 1 jin a day, he would definitely notice the lack of money.

Dad Song now thinks it was that day.

He was a little angry: "Because many people inside said they could read, so several people calculated the money themselves. I thought we were all from the same county, and this was a cadre's family member, so they shouldn't 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 stomach ache. 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 Father Song possibly being 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 it?"

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: "Humph, then I also look down on him!"

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

The child hummed: "And I will surpass him and become a much better person than him, so that he will regret looking down on me."

Song's father couldn't help laughing when he saw him talking with gritted teeth.

He deliberately teased his son: "So, what if that person is very good? The kind that is better than Teacher He.

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

Song Yao was not afraid at all:

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

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

He has been staying where he is, but I will keep asking, learning, and improving. One day I will definitely surpass him."

Look at how hard he studies every day now. Only a week has passed, and he has surpassed his father.

So Song Yao was super confident.

He even asked 005 for his opinion:

[005, do you think I am right? ]

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

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

Song Yao was reminded.

He became more confident instantly.

Yes! He is the one who wants to build a spaceship!

The child's somewhat naive but reasonable words stunned Song's father.

He had always felt that he didn't go to school when he was a child, and it would be useless even if he learned more when he grew up.

But now, after listening to his son's words, he felt a little excited.

Grandma Song was also very surprised.

She asked Song's father to bring his grandson to teach him together.

Although Song Yao may not be able to use it now, the child will be influenced by it, and he will be able to make fewer mistakes than his father when he grows up.

As a result, the youngest child's words were better than hers.

She just lived for decades and met many people and experienced many things, so she summed up some life experience.

But how old is the youngest this year?

He can say such words, which really surprised Grandma Song.

She hugged her grandson lovingly: "Our youngest is right, dear child, you are worthy of your mother's child, you are really smart."

Song Yao was in grandma's arms with a proud face.

Song's father was jealous:... Why are you talking about the same child as the youngest mother's.

So the youngest is so smart, doesn't he have half of his genes?

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

After watching Song Yao fall asleep in seconds after covering himself with a small quilt, she returned to the room.

When she saw her son, she frowned: "You are worthy of your father's son, just as unreliable as your father."

Grandpa Song, who was squinting and trying to doze off, heard his name and opened his eyes dazedly.

He didn't hear what his wife said just now. Seeing that both Grandma Song and Father Song were looking at him, he nodded:

"Your mother is right."

Father Song: "..."

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

"Just now, the youngest son was here. After all, he was still young, so I didn't say some things. Now I will talk to you carefully."

"We can't have the intention to harm others, but you should not lose the heart to guard against others. Even the villagers can't help but have some small thoughts, not to mention that Zhongzhou is so big and there are so many people outside.

If you want to do business, you should be more careful. It's one thing if you are willing to give others a bargain.

It's another thing if others deliberately cheat you and get a bargain from you."

Father Song nodded repeatedly: "Mom, I remember it. Next time I will definitely calculate it clearly. If I feel something is wrong, I will definitely ask."

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

Her son is not really stupid. He used to be very smart. This time, he probably didn't expect that a person who gets a salary and dresses well could do something to take advantage of others.

After suffering a loss this time, he will never be fooled next time.

In fact, she was quite happy to see that Song's father had taken less money this time.

This is how you teach your children. When they have not encountered any problems, no matter how many times the elders in the family say something, the children will still not listen.

When they suffer a loss and learn a lesson, they will remember it without the elders saying anything.

It is better for Song's father to suffer a small loss and learn a lesson now than to suffer a big loss when his business becomes bigger or he goes out to do business.

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

After criticizing, it's time to praise.

Grandma Song handed the money to Song's father again, and said in his surprised eyes:

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

Think more about what you do in the future. You still keep the money. You can keep it yourself no matter how much you earn in the future."

Song's father was really surprised.

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

He was a little depressed at first, but he immediately became happy and took the money happily:

"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 money 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 demotivated 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 thought 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 read it first. You can read it later when I'm busy."

She took the book and left.

Dad Song: "..."

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and looked at his mother who had walked to the bellows and was reading a book seriously while pulling the bellows. He almost dropped his jaw in shock.

"Little son, look at what your grandma is doing?"

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

Hehe, his notes are so popular!

Even grandparents want to study when they see them!

After being happy for a second, the very busy child continued to study with his head buried in his head.

Hehehe, when he thought of grandparents and dad studying, he didn't know why he felt that studying was not so difficult.

Dad Song: "..."

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

Dad Song wrote furiously while crying in his heart.

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

But this family is really too competitive.

It’s so curly!