Marrying a village tyrant husband with space, being spoiled by the in-laws

When Big Brother heard this, he lost all sleepiness and jumped out of bed.

"Mom, I don't want to go to school. Studying is so boring. I get a headache when I listen to the teacher's lecture.

I want to help out in the restaurant, washing vegetables, picking vegetables, washing dishes, peeling garlic, whatever, I can do these jobs very quickly. "

"What nonsense are you talking about, you naughty kid? Your third aunt has high hopes for you. She taught you to read and write so that you can become the head shopkeeper and manage a big restaurant in the future."

"Can you pick vegetables and peel garlic for the rest of your life? Didn't your Third Aunt say that our family will open a big inn and a restaurant in the capital in the future? Peeling garlic, picking vegetables, and washing vegetables are jobs that anyone can do!"

"But being the head shopkeeper and helping your third aunt manage the restaurant and the inn is not something that everyone can do. At the very least, you have to be able to read and do accounting, and you are not allowed to take the examination for a scholar."

Tao Guihua scolded her eldest son for his lack of ambition. How could this child be so unreasonable?

"Mom, I want to go to school. I want to be the head shopkeeper and help Auntie San manage the restaurant."

When Erwa saw that his mother was about to explode again, he quickly expressed his determination and it seemed that studying was going well.

The students from Songshan Academy came to eat. They were all very polite and well-mannered. They looked different from the people in their village. He also wanted to study and learn how to write to make his parents happy.

Although Da Wa was not very willing, he still agreed hesitantly.

"Okay, mother, don't be angry. I promise to go to school. I will study hard and write well. When the time comes, I will help my third aunt manage the restaurant and become the head manager."

After hearing what her two sons said, Tao Guihua became happy. That was right. It was such a good thing to be able to afford to go to school.

I never dared to think about it before because I didn’t have the money.

"Mom, my brother and I have to study hard. In the future, we will become the managers of the inn and restaurant that Third Aunt will open and help her."

"Good, good, good. Finally, my two sons were not born in vain. They have great potential."

Tao Guihua was so happy that she couldn't help laughing.

"Please keep your voice down. Your laughter in the middle of the night is really creepy."

Li Chengjia came back from outside with a cold shower. When he heard his wife's laughter, he couldn't help but shiver.

Tao Guihua rolled her eyes at him, her hands trembling as she spread out the quilt.

"What do you know? My child is ambitious. Can't I be happy?"

"Okay, go to sleep."

Li Chengjia was also happy, but he would not show it as obviously as his wife.

In the next room, Zhang Lanxiang was also asking Sanwa whether he was willing to go to a private school.

Sanwa was still young and didn’t have so many ideas, so he just asked his mother.

"Then will the eldest and second brothers go?"

"Of course we will go. Tiedan and your third cousin's nephew will also go."

"If they all want to go, then I'll go too."

Sanwa is happy that everyone can be together.

"Okay, Sanwa, you must study hard and learn to read when you go to school. After all, you don't have to farm if you can read."

Zhang Lanxiang lay on her side on the bed, fanning Sanwa with one hand.

"We don't ask for anything, just being able to read and do the math is good enough."

Li Chengxing also went to bed. He himself did not like studying before, and he did not have too many requirements for his son. It was good enough for him to be able to read and do accounting.

As for being able to take the imperial examination like my third brother, that was something I couldn’t even imagine.

At dawn the next day, some people started to get up. Every morning Chen Suyue would send someone to deliver the things needed for the restaurant, including fresh vegetables, fresh meat, and various seasonings.

Then everyone would get up one after another, have breakfast and start a new day of work.

Everyone is working hard to wash vegetables, pick vegetables, prepare stuffing and knead dough.

Inside the restaurant hall, Yu Suihuan was sitting at the counter fiddling with an abacus, while Brother Crow was standing beside him, watching intently.

"Brother Yu, I'm back!"

An excited scream sounded at the door, followed by the sound of footsteps running into the restaurant.

"You scared me. Why are you running so fast? Be careful or your front teeth might fall out."

Hearing the strange sound coming from above his head, Song Rufeng was also startled. He looked up and around, and found that Brother Crow was standing on the beam above his head.

"What are you looking at, you bastard? We've only been seeing each other for a few days. It's true that all men are bad!"

What he saw was the same as what he thought, it was indeed Brother Crow who was speaking.

His brain seemed to short-circuit for a moment, and it took him a long time to react. He asked tremblingly.

"Brother Crow, you, you, you can actually talk. Aren't they said that only mynah birds and parrots can talk? Aren't you a crow?"

"You really have long hair and short knowledge."

Brother Crow did not comment on what he said.

Yu Suihuan walked out from the counter and saw Song Rufeng’s frightened look on his face.

"Brother Yu, the crow you raised has become a spirit. It can actually talk."

“I can not only speak, but also sing.

Brother, you are not a human being. You are so cruel to abandon your sister. No matter how hard or tired you are, you are not poor... "

The enchanting singing voice made Qiuxiang, who was standing next to her, laugh.

"How can the bird raised by Master Yu be the same as other birds? Isn't it normal for it to be able to talk? I think it's quite interesting. Besides, the big tiger raised by Master Yu is obedient. This is nothing!"

"Sister Qiuxiang is still good at talking."

Although Brother Crow is just a bird, it has lived for thousands of years.

Song Rufeng thought about it and realized that was right. He had almost forgotten about the big tiger.

"You must be tired after traveling all the way here. The kitchen just so happens to have some big steamed buns made this morning. Would you like to have some?"

"Yes, I want to eat a few more. In order to come back quickly, Qiuxiang and I took advantage of the night to rush here last night, and we arrived here early in the morning."

Song Rufeng had been starving for a long time. Although the food he had eaten during the past few days in the Song Mansion was not bad, it always seemed a little tasteless.

"Brother Huang didn't come back with you?"

When Huang Li was mentioned, Song Rufeng's expression showed a little bit of unnaturalness, but it quickly disappeared.

"They have a lot of business in Dongzhou Prefecture, and they are too busy to handle it all at once, so they probably won't come."

Oh my God, who would have thought that Huang Li’s background was so extraordinary. He only discovered him by accident.

During the past few days after returning to Dongzhou Prefecture, Song Rufeng participated in several poetry gatherings and happened to hear the young prince of King Yu's family calling Huang Li "Eighth Uncle".

If his guess was correct, Huang Li should be the real Eighth Prince.

Oh my god, they were actually traveling with the real Eighth Prince all the way!

And when he thought about how Brother Yu had pretended to be someone else along the way and even forged such an explosive token, he felt embarrassed for her.

Forget it, let’s not tell her. It would be bad to scare her. Huang Li is destined to have only this little connection with them, and they will never have any intersection in the future.

"Yes, all good things must come to an end. We met by chance."

Yu Suihuan actually thought that Huang Li’s handwriting was really nice, and there were still empty spaces on the walls of several private rooms upstairs.