After the birth of a woman, the whole family depends on me to bring honor to the family

"You country bumpkin, don't sit in front of Zixuan."

"That's right. Don't you see who you are? Zixuan is the county magistrate's daughter. You are not qualified."

"Go ask the gentleman to change your seat tomorrow, do you hear me?"

Several girls aged eight or nine spoke to Ma Qunwen fiercely.

The aggressive tone made Ma Qunwen's face turn pale and she almost cried. She had never encountered such a situation before.

The contemptuous looks from those around her made her feel ashamed and she was so scared that she wanted to avoid these people. However, not only was she surrounded, but these people also humiliated her.

Song Yu did not go forward. She lay at the door and watched those girls insult Ma Qunwen. Not only were they still young and not well behaved, but their competitiveness and vanity were even stronger than the other.

"Okay, stop talking. We are all classmates, why do you have to be like this? Qunwen sits in front of me, and it's not her fault. It's all arranged by the teacher. Everyone, stop making trouble. It's time to go home after school!"

The pretty and somewhat elegant girl stood up with a faint smile on her face. She said not to embarrass her classmates, but the contempt in her eyes was still so obvious.

"Zixuan, you are so kind. If you don't care, won't that make others take advantage of you? Maybe they will step on your head in the future!"

"That's right, Zixuan, don't be soft-hearted. Today I will teach her a lesson and let her be sensible and ask the gentleman to change her seat to the last one."

“Pah pah pah pah…”

The sound of Song Yu's slap rang out, and it was particularly crisp in this school.

"Well, that's a very good point. I guess you are all just a bunch of bullies. Are you here to study just to show off?"

Song Yu had a smile on his face, but the words he said made several people feel embarrassed. The girl named Zixuan looked at Song Yu.

All students in Bailu Academy wear collective academician uniforms. You can't wear whatever you want. Similarly, this is also the pomp and decency of scholars and each academy.

To put it bluntly, the purpose of this coat is to highlight the nobility and pretentiousness of scholars.

"Which college is this student from?"

Jiang Zixuan asked with a serious face.

"Since you are asking sincerely, I will be merciful and tell you that it is Song Yu from Class A of Tongsheng."

After Song Yu finished speaking, he couldn't help wanting to laugh. This line brought back memories from his childhood, and he didn't expect it to be so classic.

Jiang Zixuan looked at her with a sneer, feeling that she was being looked down upon, and Song Yu's condescending attitude made her particularly unhappy.

"Why, are you upset with me?"

Jiang Zixuan; “………………”

"You're right to be upset with me. You bunch of rubbish who can't even pass the Tongsheng exam, how dare you mock others? You've read so much that you've become a dog's stomach. You look dignified, but you're all beasts in human clothing. You're really a disgrace to our academy. I say you're not good enough! But you can still read. I say you're not good enough! You're even panting. What's the use of you? Why don't you just bang your head against this pillar and die? It's simply a violation of the etiquette of a scholar. What's etiquette? What's respect? I think you should stop studying and go home to farm!"

After Song Yu finished speaking, he looked at everyone with an arrogant face and disdain in his eyes.

Everyone; “…………………………”

Damn it! What if I want to beat her?

"Sister Wen, what are you doing there? Come over here quickly. If you go home too late, the food will be cold."

"Okay...Okay, I'll be right there."

Ma Qunwen packed his schoolbag, ran to the door quickly and followed Song Yu. As he left, Song Yu looked down at the group of children like a king.

Oh! A bunch of little trash.

Those girls didn't say a word. This is the hierarchy of scholars.

Others were in the A-class of Tongsheng, so their studies were excellent. What could they use to refute Song Yu? Moreover, they were older than Song Yu, and they had not even passed the Tongsheng exam, so they had no right to refute Song Yu.

And if they refuted her, they would probably be scolded by her, so no one dared to say anything.

Jiang Zixuan looked gloomily at Song Yu who was leaving. He knew he was humiliated today, and he would repay him a hundredfold in the future.

Along the way, Ma Qunwen didn't say a word. She now felt deeply the gap, the gap in status and the gap in level.

"Angry?"

Song Yu's faint voice sounded.

Ma Qunwen stopped walking. She didn’t know if she could hold on. Before she even started, several people in the school gave her a severe lesson.

It is difficult for a poor family to produce a scholar, and how many of them can succeed?

"Are you feeling inferior? Are you feeling wronged? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Yu's voice came one after another.

She stopped and looked at Ma Qunwen who was keeping his head down and saying nothing, and smiled.

"Can't you handle this little setback? You still have a long way to go! In order not to be looked down upon by others, in order not to be bullied by others, in order not to let others step on you to climb up, then you'd better endure it. When you have stepped on them all, you can suppress them wantonly. You don't even need to do anything, there will be countless people who will solve it for you."

Song Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and after watching her suddenly raise her head, he nodded in appreciation.

"Sister Yu, I understand. Thank you very much!"

"Let's go faster! The food might really get cold."

Ever since her second brother got married, they had been eating on time. The two men in the family were busy running the shop. As for her third brother, he would just wait for her to come back and heat up the food for him.

Song Jushu was also busy organizing the books in her own bookstore. She just had to manage her reputation and her various connections. Some people also sent visiting cards asking her to write inscriptions at their homes, so she was very busy.

However, she is also extremely strict with Song Yu now. She requires Song Yu to complete the homework every day and asks her to practice martial arts regularly and not to neglect it.

Huang Xiaorui no longer cooked for the Song family. He opened his own rouge and powder shop. It was Song Yu who gave him the idea. Not only did he support him in starting his own business, he also gave him money.

This touched Chang Wei so much that after helping her husband, she would protect Yu Jie'er all the time, without asking for any money.

Oh! That's perfect. Song Yu prepared several training plans for her and also arranged some eloquence training for her.

I wonder if she was moved when she saw these plans when she came.

When she got home, it was almost dark. She went to the kitchen as if she knew the place well. Seeing her third brother making a fire, she felt touched.

Who knows……………………

"Fourth sister, hurry up, I've lit the fire, go and heat up the food! Dad and grandpa are coming back soon, so grandma must have eaten outside."

Ma Qunwen went back to his room, put his schoolbag away, and walked in quietly to heat up the food.

Song Yu was raised with great care at home when she was young, but when she turned six, she had to do everything, but Song Jushu did not spoil her.

She was required to do everything by herself and be more independent. However, her elder sister Song Yi started to be trained at the age of five, so it seems that she is still a year late.