Chapter 8 Copying Books
After Wang Qiang's matter was made clear, Zhou Qing was in a good mood while cooking.
She didn't know whether the others were good or not.
While cutting vegetables, Zhou Ping came in.
He moved a small bench and sat in front of the stove, "Sister, I'll light the fire."
Holding a fire shovel in his hand, he stuck out his butt and poked his head towards the door to see if there was no one at the door. Zhou Ping tugged on Zhou Qing's trouser legs.
"Sister, did I perform well today?"
Zhou Qing
While cutting vegetables, he glanced down at Zhou Ping. Seeing that his little face was full of praise, Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Okay."
Zhou Ping asked: "Can the eldest sister ask my second uncle to teach me how to write?"
After that, fearing that Zhou Qing would disagree, Zhou Ping continued with his head raised.
"Sister, don't worry. I don't need the paper you bought for my second uncle. I'll just write on the ground with a tree stick. I won't take up too much of my second uncle's time. My second uncle can just teach me a few words a day.
When I gain knowledge, if someone bullies the eldest sister in the future, I can also help the eldest sister, right?
When the eldest sister and the second sister get married in the future, they will see that I am a knowledgeable person and they will also think highly of the eldest sister and the second sister. "
Zhou Ping's obsidian eyes were sparkling.
After laying out the facts and reasoning, he pulled Zhou Qing's trouser leg to act coquettishly.
"Sister, please, good eldest sister, the best, the best, the best eldest sister, the eldest sister who is beautiful and kind-hearted."
Zhou Qing couldn't help but pinch his face.
This kid just helped her with this intention.
He's quite thoughtful.
Zhou Qing had no objection to Zhou Ping's desire to study. Besides, the relationship between the second and third parties was also good.
"Do your parents agree?"
Zhou Ping bared his teeth and smiled, "Of course, who doesn't want his son to learn and read?"
"What about grandma?"
Zhou Ping smiled and said, "Grandma still doesn't agree with my second uncle's study."
Zhou Qing
have to!
I thought of everything before I came here.
"Okay, I'll talk to your second uncle."
Zhou Pingle almost jumped up, "I know that eldest sister is the best eldest sister. Don't worry, eldest sister, if your brother-in-law bullies you in the future, I will beat him to the ground."
Zhou Qing
Zhou Yao brought a handful of wild vegetables in and glared at Zhou Ping, "Who are you beating up, Yao Mozi, who works all day long? Be honest, you're lucky not to get beaten up."
After saying that, he put the wild vegetables on the chopping board next to Zhou Qing.
"It's already washed, sister, let's make soup."
"OK."
While Zhou Ping was burning the fire, he suddenly thought of something and looked up at Zhou Qing and Zhou Yao.
"Eldest sister, second sister, didn't you say that you women all like bad men? Then why don't you all like Wang Qiang? Isn't he bad enough?"
Zhou Yao raised her hand and slapped Zhou Ping on the head.
"What a big deal you are, you keep talking nonsense all day long! Where did you hear that!"
Zhou Ping said aggrievedly: "The brothers in the village said so."
Zhou Qing laughed and said: "Maybe some people like bad men, but absolutely no one likes bad men. Pingzi can't be bad."
Zhou Ping rolled his eyelids, not sure if he understood or not. Anyway, he remained silent and concentrated on lighting the fire.
Zhou Yao sighed angrily, "It's really tight."
But Zhou Yao actually heard Zhou Qing's words about a broken man and took it to heart.
This broken thing not only refers to Wang Qiang Lai, but also refers to his heart.
The three siblings started cooking together, and dinner would be ready in a moment.
Zhou Huaihai came in on time for lunch.
Zhou Qing gave Zhou Huaishan another bowl and brought it over. Although Sun had a dark face this time, he didn't say anything.
Not knowing what happened at home, Zhou Huaihai sat at the dinner table and glanced at Zhou Qing, "I heard that when you went to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones, the store bought one and got two free. You spent one pen to buy a pen, and they gave you one as a gift. Thick stacks of paper and an inkstone?”
Zhou Qingzheng took a sip of wild vegetable soup and almost spat it out when he heard this.
Cheng Wu has such a big mouth.
"Um."
Zhou Qing lowered his head to eat and responded.
When it comes to pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the topic naturally comes back to Zhou Huaishan’s reading.
Mrs. Sun had a dark face and said in a very serious tone: "I almost forgot about this. You can take the paper and pen to your uncle's house later and keep it for your brother."
Zhou Qing said nothing.
If you say this, you will start a quarrel, so why bother.
"Did you hear that, damn girl."
Zhou Qing said nothing, but Sun couldn't help her.
"Your father is keeping his leg at home these days. When the leg is healed, he will go to the fields to farm."
Zhou Ping looked at Zhou Qing eagerly.
"Nai, my dad doesn't farm anymore. Those papers and pens were bought for my dad to use. If my eldest brother wants to use them, I can give him half of the paper for free."
Zhou Qing said calmly.
Before Sun's explosion, Zhou Qing said calmly: "Mistress, I know why you don't let my dad study. Isn't it because you are afraid that my dad's study will use up the family money and not be enough for my elder brother? Don't worry, grandma, my dad will study." , I don’t take money from my family.”
"Fart! If you don't get money, why are you studying? You don't need money to study?" Ms. Sun scolded.
"My father is literate. My father can copy books. The copied books can be sold in bookstores. Although they are not valuable, I can still make some money. When I save enough for tuition, I can go to school."
After a pause, Zhou Qing looked towards Mr. Zhou.
"As for the land at home, although my father does not farm it, for the land that my father was responsible for in the past, please hire people. The money for hiring people will be paid by my father copying books and selling them. In this way, my father can also study. At home, It’s not affected, right?”
Speaking of this, Zhou Qing smiled and said, "If my father can't read anything, it won't be a loss to you. If my father can read something, won't you be honored?"
Zhou Qing tried to speak calmly.
After all, this matter is endless if it's just a quarrel.
Just as Zhou Qing finished speaking, Zhou Huaihai snorted very lightly, shook his head and sighed.
He thought that the second house was just making a fuss as usual, but he didn't expect it to be serious.
"Is it possible for anyone to copy books? If everyone can make money by copying books, then the bookstore should not be open for business, and it should only be a charity. Those students in the academy can't ask for this opportunity. Your father studied for a few days more than 20 years ago, and he can get it?"
The implication is particularly obvious.
Don't be a toad and want to eat swan meat!
"Uncle, although my father has been farming these years, he would secretly practice calligraphy with a stick on the ridge whenever he had time. His calligraphy is not bad."
As he spoke, Zhou Qing glanced at Grandpa Zhou, and then said in a particularly sentimental tone: "My father still cares about studying."
This hit Grandpa Zhou's heart.
The eldest and the second son studied together, and the second son was not worse than the eldest son.
But the family was poor, so there was nothing they could do.
I didn't expect that so many years would pass
When he thought of the second son practicing calligraphy with a stick on the ridge, and when he thought of the second son crying this morning, Grandpa Zhou felt uncomfortable.
Seeing Grandpa Zhou's distressed expression, Sun said, "Students from other academies can't get the opportunity, but your father can get it with a stick? Don't embarrass yourself."
Assisting Zhou Ping blinked and looked at Zhou Huaihai, "Uncle, have you been rejected by the bookstore?"
Zhou Huaihai.