Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

At night, Ding Yi slept next to Shuang Gang. The father and son shared a bed, started their bedtime homework, and had a heart-to-heart talk.

"Xiao Su, you will be three years old soon. Daddy will send you to Tianchang School. There are many children of your age there to play with you. You can play games and study together."

Shuang Gang looked at Ding Yi lovingly, waiting for his son's answer.

Every day in Tianchang School, there are pig-slaughtering-like screams, which are the resistance made by the three-year-old children when they leave their families.

Tianchang School accepts children aged 3 to 15. Newly arrived children, regardless of their age, are placed in the first-level college. After passing the assessment, they can go to the next-level college.

Once you turn 15, you will be forced to drop out of school regardless of the level of college you are in.

Tianchang School has no upper limit for the grading of colleges. A child starts school at the age of three and leaves school at the age of fifteen. In 12 years, as long as you can pass the abnormal assessment of Tianchang School, you can continue to take the exam.

After passing, Tianchang School will arrange corresponding teaching.

So far, before the age of fifteen, the highest academy that Qizhixing had entered through the Tianchang School assessment was the Level 24 Academy.

At the rate of two levels per year, he reached a height that others could not even dream of.

In fact, it cannot be calculated in this way. The further you go, the more time and energy you will spend. You may skip several levels at the beginning, but you will probably climb slowly at the end. This is normal.

Over the years, there are less than two people like this.

In Tianchang School, there is a small watershed in each level of college, a large watershed between the three levels, and a huge watershed between the eight levels.

……

As soon as Shuang Gang finished speaking, Ding Yi couldn't wait to raise his chubby little hand, "Dad, I want to go, I want to go to school."

"You have to be good if you want to go to school." Shuang Gang touched Ding Yi's soft hair and coaxed her with a smile.

"I'm obetient."

"Don't be too obedient," Shuang Gang said sadly. It's not necessarily a good thing for a child to be too obedient. "We don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of it either. If someone provokes you, don't be afraid. Daddy will support you."

Ding Yi nodded his furry head heavily, and fell asleep on his little pillow amid Shuang Gang's entanglement. He smacked his lips in his sleep, as if he was dreaming about something delicious.

On one side is a child who is sleeping soundly, and on the other side are two people who are suffering from insomnia.

Shuang Gang felt uneasy because his child was so easy to talk to. “Why doesn’t he make a fuss? Why doesn’t he cry?”

Shuang Gang had seen it before. At the gate of Tianchang School, those little kids were making a lot of noise. They cried like pigs being slaughtered and tried to rush out of the school like cannonballs, but were dragged away by the teachers who rushed over after hearing the news. Even after they walked a long way away, one could still hear their heart-wrenching wails.

The next day, Ding Yi was still asleep, Shuang Gang and Shuang Lai discussed, "Why don't we let Xiao Su go to school again? Xiao Su is too easy to talk to, and I'm afraid he'll be bullied."

Shuang Gang, the kind father, paced back and forth in the room with big dark circles under his eyes.

"You can go to school at the age of three, but you don't have to go at the age of three. It should be fine if you delay it by two years."

Shuanglai held his forehead with his hand, his head ached from being turned by Shuanggang, "Why don't you go into the Tianchang, or else all the missions will be snatched away by others. They want to starve your father and your son to death, and solve the problem once and for all."

"Dad, I didn't."

Shuanglai knew that he didn't have any, but he was jealous of his old father's worry. Thinking back, he had come this way too, because his own child was too obedient and he was worried about sending the child away.

Yu Shuanglai thought that his grandson was just like his son. He had his own ideas since he was young, so he would not be easily bullied by others. It was good enough that his grandson did not bully others. Worrying? It would be better to worry about when they could move to Yangfang City. If nothing else, the safety of the city was something that made people yearn for it.

"I know you are worried about Xiao Su. Have you asked Xiao Su if he is willing to delay entering Tianchang School?"

Shuang came to see Shuang Gang not saying anything, and knew, "Xiao Su wants to go to school, you let him go, you don't know your son, he is very smart."

"Not only is he smart, but he's also treacherous, just like you." Shuanglai then complained in his heart.

Shuanglai's grandsons and sons were not happy to eat the food cooked by him, and Shuanglai was very hurt when he saw it.

They also made up all kinds of excuses to comfort him, which hurt Shuanglai even more. Is he such a stingy person? Can't he accept the reality at his age?

Is he such a person?

Seeing that Shuang Gang was exactly the same as he was in the past, Shuang Lai couldn't help but feel disgusted.

The son who seemed wise and brave in daily life turned out to be quite similar to him.

……

Children sleep a lot. When Shuang Gang entered the field, Ding Yi was still snoring soundly. There was a nutritious breakfast made by Shuang Gang in the pot.

The sun was high in the sky, and it was around half past nine when Ding Yi got out of bed.

While eating his portion of food in big mouthfuls, Ding Yi looked at Shuang Lai several times, who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

"fine."

Ding Yi frowned. Why was she looking at him with strange eyes?

Shuanglai was watering the flowers. He looked at Ding Yi's chubby face, a pair of eyes that did not match his age. He put down the kettle and sighed.

"Your dad wants you to go to Tianba School two years later. Are you willing?"

"No, you can't, why?" Ding Yi's eyes were wide open, with pretended hurt in his eyes.

Wiping his eyes with the back of his chubby hand, Ding Yi choked up, "We agreed last night that I am willing to go to school so that Daddy doesn't have to work so hard. Xiao Su will grow up quickly and be filial to Grandpa and Daddy. Why did Daddy delay Xiao Su's schooling time? Is Xiao Su useless?"

Shuanglai always felt that there was something wrong with these words, as if there was something inexplicable in them.

If someone who understands hears this, they will tell Shuanglai that this is tea. Tea can quench thirst, but it can also be used to deal with people.

Shuanglai picked up Ding Yi and comforted him: "Don't worry, Xiao Su, Grandpa will convince Dad to let Xiao Su go to school. Okay, don't cry, you have become a little cat."

Ding Yi took his hand away, with a few forced tears in his eyes. His eyeballs rolled around, and the tears seemed to hang on his long eyelashes, looking so pitiful.

Shuanglai held Ding Yi and coaxed him for a long time before Ding Yi burst into laughter. He struggled to jump out of Shuanglai's arms and ran to pick up the kettle, "Grandpa, I'll help you water the flowers."

"Okay, Xiao Su, the kettle is heavy, be careful and don't hurt yourself."

Shuanglai sat happily on the chair, watching Ding Yi busy like a hardworking little bee.

If my son and grandson are filial, my life will be without regrets.

For lunch, we had food that had just been prepared in the morning, which we just needed to heat up.

After eating, the grandfather and grandson took a walk along the path outside. There were few people there, and they walked for a long time before they saw someone.

"Shuanglai, are you taking your child for a walk?" An old man over fifty years old looked at the little Ding Yi with a pair of cloudy eyes, and greeted Shuanglai with a smile.

"Yes. Xiao Su, call me Grandpa Wang."

"Hello, Grandpa Wang!" Ding Yi smiled and called out every day.

"Okay! Xiao Su is good too!"

After returning from his walk, Ding Yi climbed into bed as usual and prepared for a nap.

In a daze, I heard the clinking sounds outside, the sound of the blade rubbing against the whetstone.

Ding Yi couldn't sleep, so he walked with his short legs to find Shuang Lai who was working.