The whole family of villains criticized her wildly, but the princess treated her with medical treatm

"That's the reason."

Mu Tingxue nodded, "It has been more than 250 years since Da Zi built the Buddhist temple, and his accumulated wealth is astonishing. There are so many people behind it."

Mrs. Mingguo was very hurt. She had donated sesame oil money for so many years, but in the end she was taken advantage of.

Her sincere heart to worship Buddha was actually exploited...

"I won't donate anymore, hey."

"If Auntie wants to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, you can donate directly to the poor people in need. I believe that Buddha and Bodhisattvas can understand your compassionate heart." Mu Tingxue does not advocate doing good deeds and letting middlemen platforms take commissions.

There are many in modern times, such as xx Charity Foundation, xx Children's Treatment Institution, xx Cross Student Aid, and xx Water Drop Funding. It can be said that there are constant scandals. There are often kind-hearted social people who donate millions, but only [-] or [-] are sent to children in need. things happen.Charitable funds are not transparent, and donors are treated as fools. What's more, money is laundered and assets are transferred through charitable institutions.

"These temples have formed their own chain of interests over the past 200 years."

"Take advantage of the pilgrims' bodhisattva hearts to enrich your own pockets. As a royal dojo, it continues to suck the blood of the treasury." A look of disdain appeared on Mrs. Mingguo's face, "Thankfully, Your Highness reminded me, otherwise, I don't know how much it would cost." Money wasted.”

Mu Tingxue was relieved.

My future mother-in-law is still very sensible and can make sense.She will continue to suppress Buddhism and refuse to pay taxes day by day. Sooner or later, they will spit out all the fields!

Changzhu Mansion is the most famous Changyuan Garden in Yundu, with unique scenery.In the afternoon, she took Mrs. Mingguo to enjoy the spring scenery of the garden, listen to the lotus breeze, watch the small bridge, flowing water, and the jade trees and flowers.

In front of the Jianjia Pavilion, there is a pair of cute fraternal twins sitting on the edge of the stone table, quietly doing their homework.

A fluffy white cat lay at Ya Bao's feet, curled up into a round ball.

Mrs. Mingguo stopped 20 meters away from Jianjia Pavilion and looked at the pair of good grandchildren with an extremely loving and slightly envious look.

"They must have just returned from the Imperial College. They like to do homework here." Mu Tingxue held the old man's arm and prepared to go there.

But Mrs. Mingguo refused to go over: "Don't disturb their studies. They are such good children. They are so focused on their homework."

Mu Tingxue only regarded her as a second-generation relative.

Who knew that Mrs. Mingguo would become sad the next moment: "It would be great if Tian Sheng could also study so hard. He only knows how to play and knit all day long. I, an old woman, won't listen no matter how much I nag."

Mu Tingxue thought secretly: Promote weaving?One of the favorite entertainment activities of the legendary dandy young master in ancient times was cricket fighting.

"But my eldest cousin's son, Cui Tiansheng?"

"Yes."

Mrs. Mingguo let out another heavy sigh, tears almost rolling down her face, "Lan'er married far away and was not around for 20 years. She gave birth to a daughter and a son. As the son of Hengyan Bo, Tian Sheng must have a good future in the future. He wanted to study in the Imperial College, so he was sent to Yundu when he was ten years old and raised under his knees. Now four years have passed, and I have not been able to educate him well. He is addicted to fighting crickets and wanders around Cuzhi Street all day long, and does not study well. Studying, I never do the homework assigned by the Imperial Academy. Sigh... I don't even know how to explain it to Lan'er."

Mu Tingxue took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

Every family has problems that are difficult to recite. I never imagined that my mother-in-law would have such trouble in the future - the education of her grandson.

"Don't be sad, aunt. The 14-year-old boy is very playful and rebellious."

"How can I not be sad? When Tian Sheng grows up, he will be the next generation of the Cui family. I can't teach him well. It's useless to watch and talk to him every day. I have raised him to waste before my eyes. In the future, he will be shameless. See my brother and the ancestors of the Cui family!"

The old lady was crying and lying on her niece's shoulder.

Mu Tingxue thought to herself, "What's wrong? The first time Yan Yang's mother came to my house, she went back with red eyes from crying. Is that okay?"

no!We must find a way.

The eldest aunt's sadness was caused by the sight of her two well-behaved sons. She had to fill this hole and help her aunt solve this problem: "Is it normal to be too indulgent?" Are you upset? Since you don’t listen to the words of advice, why not—"

"Hit him. His uncle has beaten him several times, but it doesn't work."

Mrs. Mingguo squeezed the handkerchief tightly, with a sad expression on her face, "I have also thought about whether I doted on him too much and was reluctant to beat him. But Yang'er went to Cuzhi Street and caught him several times. , I even got my ass kicked and sneaked back, but I still won’t change.”

Mu Tingxue fell into deep thought.

Not even afraid of Yan Yang?

Mrs. Mingguo was worried: "Tian Sheng is not like Zhao Yi. Zhao Yi was also playful when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, but after being beaten by his uncle, he immediately became honest. Now he fights with Yang'er, and he is also very playful." He has won a lot of military exploits, and even asked Xiaoyun to be consecrated to Mrs. Rongguo."

The scene of Yan Yang beating his nephews one by one appeared in Mu Tingxue's mind.

"I have a plan."

"Oh?"

Mrs. Mingguo had long heard about the eldest princess's deeds in the government and the public. She knew that she was smart and careful. Even the rich officials in Li Dang could not defeat her. She must have mountains and rivers in her chest and belly.

Moreover, the two sons of the eldest princess are both positive examples.

"First step, aunt, don't stop Tian Sheng from fighting crickets. Let him play for two or three hours every day. Don't nag him. Don't let Yan Yang's Zhenbei Army go to Guzhi Street to catch him."

"How did this happen?" Cui Ming was shocked.

This is not a good idea at all. It is clearly pushing the child down the wrong path.

"Don't worry, just listen to my second step." Mu Tingxue showed a devilish smile, "There is a price for playing like this. Let Tiansheng write a [-]-word self-report every five days. Summarize and explain what kind of progress and inspiration I have gained through fighting crickets with people in Jiuzhi Street in the past five days."

Mrs. Mingguo's tongue was stiff and she could no longer speak straight words.

Summary of the readme?

What can be concluded from fighting crickets, and what progress can be made?How can you compile such a long list of three thousand words?

"You, just try the method I told you. Tian Sheng will probably stop playing in a month at most."

Mu Tingxue was confident.

It took Madam Mingguo a long time before she found her voice: "Is it really so useful? What secret is hidden here?"

Mu Tingxue explained: "This trick is called repetition and being evaluated. It can quickly kill a child's interest in a certain activity."

This is a professional term.

A beautician gives clients the same massage and uses the same facial techniques every day. If her skills are not tested, will women feel free to go to the beauty salon to spend money?

If a middle school teacher does not repeat the same teaching content for 20 years, and his enrollment rate has not been assessed, can parents trust him with their children?

This is the nature of work, to be repeated and evaluated.

Perhaps, many practitioners deeply love their industry and are full of interest at the beginning, but due to the repetition and assessment day after day, many people will lose interest and love.

Lin Hong, Mu Tingxue's doctoral supervisor in Modern Times, once used this method to successfully get her children to quit playing chicken.

Mrs. Mingguo seemed to understand but she decided to give it a bold try.

*. *. *

There are many fun people in Yundu.

Weaving has a history of hundreds of years. There is a weaving street and more than 40 fighting weaving fields. The crowds are huge. The dandies all over the city are carrying cages and their treasure insects to go to fight.

You can not only fight crickets, but also place bets.

Insect friends and gambling friends gathered.

Cui Tiansheng was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, a sable leather back armor, a happy and cute baby face, and a purple bamboo tube with a golden-winged tiger cricket inside, and 3000 taels of silver in his sleeve. Tickets, like a thief secretly ran to the most famous fighting arena on Guzhi Street.

Suddenly.

A tall black figure in military uniform blocked the door of the Dou Su Weaving Field.

Yan Yang's eyes were wild and his brows were furrowed, like a god of plague blocking his way.

"Hey, mother--"

Cui Tiansheng was in mourning. He knew that he would not be able to play anymore. If he was caught by his uncle, he would definitely get a good beating.

My butt started to hurt again.

Yan Yang suppressed his anger: "You will not change despite repeated admonitions!"

Cui Tiansheng was neither angry nor afraid, with a happy smile on his face: "Brother, don't be angry. It's my nephew who failed to live up to his expectations. It's his fault that he didn't learn well. It's his fault that he can't hold up the wall. Uncle, please scold me, nephew." He will grow a little bit better; uncle, if you give me a beating, my nephew will have a great enlightenment."

The veins on Yan Yang's forehead jumped: "...I won't hit you."

"Really?"

Cui Tiansheng's face was full of disbelief, and his smile became more joyful, "Have you changed your gender? Could it be that this is the power of love, turning a living king of hell into a finger-twirling soft tissue."

Yan Yang resisted the desire to kill him and took out a military order: "Sign."

Cui Tiansheng took a closer look and grinned happily, "Allow me to play with crickets for two hours every day? Oh my God! Am I dreaming? Sign it, sign it immediately."

Yan Yang looked gloomy.

The eldest sister Yan Lan is a shrewd and sophisticated person, and the brother-in-law Heng Yanbo, Cui Shining, the governor of Youzhou, is also a quiet person. How on earth did he give birth to such a bastard.

Because he loved playing and knitting so much, the students at the Imperial College gave their nephew a nickname - Crown Prince Cricket/Cui Cricket

"This military order is definitely not what my grandmother meant. She doesn't want to see me fighting."

Cui Tiansheng is not stupid, he is the standard kind of smart person who just doesn't do it.

Yan Yang said in a deep voice: "What does the eldest princess mean?"

Cui Tiansheng was deeply moved. He no longer smiled like a rogue, but was as happy as a child: "My little aunt is really a fairy who came to earth specifically to save me."

When Yan Yang heard the name "little aunt", his anger disappeared instantly.

For the first time, I felt that this skinny monkey was actually so cute.

"Write a self-report summary every five days."

"I know, I know." Cui Tiansheng waved his hands, feeling that as long as he could play with crickets every day, it wouldn't be a problem.

Half a month later, not even a month.

Cui Tiansheng collapsed: "I'm so stupid, really-"

There is no way I can finish writing the summary of Playing Cricket!wanna die!

At first, I just felt that the self-report summary was disgusting, but later I felt uncomfortable even when I saw the crickets, and I didn’t want to play anymore.