The villain was shocked: his mother used a ghost to coax the child

knock knock knock.

"Here I am, wait a moment."

Mrs. Qiu put down the needlework in her hands and opened the door.

After seeing Bai Yurou, a look of doubt appeared on her face.

"Ma'am, who are you looking for?"

"Hello, is this Wen Qingliu's house?"

Qiu nodded and said, "Qingliu is not at home. She should be in the academy. If you are in a hurry, you can go look for her."

Bai Yurou nodded, turned around and took a few steps when Wen Qingliu came back.

"Second sister-in-law."

Wen Qingliu leaned on Qiu like a boneless person, and acted coquettishly and happily.

"I was planning to let Wen Zhu lead the students in military training, but I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it. How about letting the third brother come along as well?"

Qiu rubbed her head lovingly.

"Someone's coming to your house, looking for you."

Looking in the direction of her finger, Wen Qingliu saw a woman smiling with some envy.

"you are?"

"You must be Sister Qingliu, I am the wife of the Liang County Magistrate."

Qingliu nodded. It turned out to be the wife of the county magistrate.

Wait, is it the wife of the county governor? They have never met and don't know each other.

How to come back to find her?

"Come in, ma'am."

Bai Yurou nodded and followed him into the yard.

"Oh, my sister is not only powerful, but also very pretty. How can others live like her?"

Wen Qingliu's old face turned red, feeling embarrassed.

But looking at her suddenly straightened back, you couldn't tell that she was embarrassed at all.

"It's like this, I want to send my son to your college, is that okay with you?"

"Ma'am, our college will not accept new students for the time being. You can come in March next year."

Bai Yurou was not pretentious and immediately decided to do it in March next year.

"Don't call me Madam anymore. I think you two can get along well. If you don't mind, just call me Sister."

Wen Qingliu nodded and called her sister.

The whole family spent this New Year together with Feng Jiaojiao.

Zhao Zhifu and his wife also returned to her parents' home with their two daughters.

I don’t know what happened in the capital, Gou Jun has never come here.

When she first settled in Pingyun County, Feng Jiaojiao wrote him a letter to inform him of her current location.

But after so long, there is still no news.

March soon arrived, and Bai Yurou couldn't wait to send her child to Zhaojia Village.

Wen Qingliu personally took Liang Changan to school.

Even from a long distance away, you could hear Wen Zhu shouting commands.

"First is your left leg. Remember this. Stop stepping on the heels of the student in front of you."

"Get ready again and run!"

"One two one, one two one."

It was even clearer when we walked into the college. Although the students' running postures varied, they were still running forward with the team.

Bai Yurou also sent the child to school.

"Xiao An has studied, so I will assign him to Class A first."

"If it doesn't work after he does, I'll make some adjustments."

When Wen Zhu saw Wen Qingliu coming over, he reminded Zhao Suiqing to continue running with the students before leaving.

"This student is new this year, and I have been bringing him along during military training."

"It also allows him to get familiar with his classmates first."

Liang Changan sneered with some disdain.

"How good can a school in a shabby village be? Mom, you are just too stupid."

Zhao Suiqing became unhappy when he heard this.

"You are the one from the poor village. You are so uneducated. Who is your teacher? How did he teach you?"

Wen Zhu scolded him in a low voice: "Go back and lead the team."

Zhao Suiqing was quite unhappy, but since his master had spoken, he could only stamp his feet, stand at attention and say yes.

Bai Yurou also slapped her son on the back.

"What did your father teach you? Is this how you make him proud?"

Liang Changan curled his lips and stopped talking.

Wen Qingliu did not continue speaking, but raised his chin towards Wen Zhu.

The latter understood and immediately blew the whistle that Wen Qingliu made for him during the Chinese New Year.

"gather."

The students heard the whistle and ran towards the center of the playground.

One by one, they soon formed a square.

"Chang'an, go fill the empty seat at the back."

Liang Changan was extremely unwilling in his heart. He didn't want to study with these wild kids.

But since his mother was watching, he had to go no matter how reluctant he was.

After all the students had gathered, Wen Zhu walked up to them slowly.

"Hello, I am your military training instructor, Wen Zhu."

The students shouted in unison, "Hello, instructor!"

Wen Zhu nodded and said hello.

"I will first teach you how to count. Dean Wen, cooperate with me."

Wen Qingliu found it a little funny. He really managed to grasp the style of the instructor.

"Zhao Suiqing, step out and cooperate."

The third brother was not much to be outdone. He stomped his feet hard and shouted "yes" loudly.

Three people stood in a row and counted in turn, one, two, three.

After finishing the demonstration, Wen Zhu gave them orders.

"Count!"

Swish, swish, swish, from the first person in the team to the last person, they all reported up quickly.

"The next thing I'm going to teach you is to turn left and right."

"Zhao Suiqing, turn left!"

The third brother moved it twice smoothly.

"Do you understand? All members turn left and start counting."

The number reported horizontally is seven, and after turning left, the number reported is also seven.

"Everyone, stretch your arms out straight, and keep them about the same distance apart."

"We've already reported the number just now, so who knows how many students we have in total?"

Seven horizontally and seven vertically.

Seventy-seven forty-nine.

"Report to the instructor, there are a total of forty-nine students."

Wen Zhu clapped his hands and applauded the student who gave the answer.

"What if the number is eight when you hug the tree sideways, and the number eight is also reported after turning left?"

Another student answered quickly.

"Instructor, that means sixty-four students."

Bai Yurou was stunned. Even though he had taken over the family's financial power for many years, he couldn't calculate the number so quickly.

Wen Qingliu nodded. It seemed that it was right to teach them the multiplication table.

The multiplication table is catchy and easy to remember.

And it has great uses.

"Sister Qingliu, it seems like it was a good idea to send Chang'an to you."

"The child who just answered the question is about the same age as our Chang An."

"You can calculate the number of seven sevens so quickly. That's amazing."

Liang Changan shouted like them.

"Report to the instructor, why is it forty-nine? There are only two sevens, so it should be fourteen."

Wen Zhu was stunned. How should this be explained? Sister Wen didn't teach him.

Wen Qingliu found it a little funny and walked over.

"Make sure the distance between each row is wider. Liang Changan, step out!"

The latter quickly walked up to her.

"If there are seven in a row, then of course seven rows means seven sevens."

"And seven sevens plus seven equals forty-nine. If you don't believe me, go and count."