Shocked, our ancestors also had to go to kindergarten

On the school bus, Qin Huan reminded them of one thing, "By the way, you have to tell your family that you have to participate in a competition around the 8th of next month, and you may not be able to go home for a few days."

"Really? Can we live here?" Zhou Zhiruo was a little excited.

"Yes, that place is quite far away. Even though our school bus is very fast, it still takes two days to get there.

Outside, the school bus won’t be able to take you home.”

Only in kindergarten can one cross dimensions.

"But the time is different on both sides. If you stay here for one day, you will only be at home for one hour, so you can go home in one day or the next day."

The main consideration is that if it is late at night, there is no need to let the children go back, so as not to disturb the family. It is better to stay for a few more days and go back after daybreak.

This time is one-sided, that is, when students are in the kindergarten, the time in the native plane will slow down, but if students are in the native plane, the time here will not speed up, it will only be synchronized.

The principle cannot be explained, but the system is designed with the students in mind.

It’s like they come from different times and worlds, but can all understand words and speech.

The speed of time flow in each small world must be different.

It’s just the system, finding a balance point.

"Are we going to go out and see the world?"

"Oh, yes, we are going to have some friendly exchanges with other sects."

Well, bloody friendly.

***

After getting off the school bus, Ying Zheng walked towards his and his mother's new home wearing a black cotton robe that had been transformed from his school uniform.

This time they fled to a small village in Zhao State and lived in an old thatched house at the foot of the mountain at the end of the village.

In order to allow him to go to school with peace of mind, Zhao Ji decided to suffer a little and play the roles of a poor and homeless mother and son with Ying Zheng.

So on weekdays, they didn't dare to go to the town to buy things, let alone walk around in the village.

Every day after Ying Zheng went to school, Zhao Ji stayed at home, doing housework and cultivating the vegetable patch in the front yard.

Seeing her son coming back, Zhao Ji took his school bag and asked, "How did you do with your lessons today?"

"It's okay."

"That's good. You should study hard and don't make the teacher angry."

This was Zhao Ji's daily reminder. She was so afraid that Ying Zheng would lose this precious opportunity.

She was just a woman. If she lost this opportunity, she would not be able to find another famous teacher for Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng had long been accustomed to saying something every day to reassure his mother.

Today he even took out the meat wrapped in cloth from his school bag.

"Hiss—where did this meat come from?" Zhao Ji was very surprised.

Because they wanted to keep a low profile in the small mountain village, they agreed not to buy meat to avoid being seen.

At that time, few poor families could afford to buy meat.

If someone saw her buying meat, it would probably arouse suspicion.

So I simply stopped eating and filled my stomach with wild vegetables every day.

"The Master gave it to me."

"What? You go to school and the teacher gives you meat?"

Zhao Ji was shocked, and then her face changed. "Master, do you know your situation and think that you are from a poor family, so you have some sympathy for me?"

If this is true, I'm afraid my son is in a bad situation.

She was not a woman who knew nothing. The fact that she was able to give birth to a son after following Lu Buwei and being offered to Qin Yiren was enough to show that she still had some means.

Perhaps a temporary tragedy can arouse others' sympathy, but over time, it will become contempt.

If their situation spreads to the academy, Zheng'er's situation in the academy will be bad...

Since ancient times, people have always praised the powerful and looked down upon the weak.

"Well, tomorrow my mother will give you some silver, and you can give it to the teacher and explain the matter to him.

Don't reveal your background, just say a few words to hint that your father is a high-ranking official.

If you don't know how to say it, I can teach you word by word."

This matter cannot be allowed to go on, otherwise Zheng'er will never be able to hold his head straight again in the academy.

Zhao Ji really felt that it was just a piece of meat and was not worth it.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. This teacher was so brainless. He meant well but ended up doing something bad.

Seeing that his mother was thinking about paving the way for him, Ying Zheng's expression softened a lot, and he patiently explained to Zhao Ji the origin of the meat.

When Zhao Ji heard that it was not just for her son, but for every child, and that they were animals hunted by themselves, she relaxed.

There was no way, she knew very well what her husband was going to do this time.

If it works, her son will definitely be invaluable in the future, so she hopes that he can be more outstanding instead of being raised as a mediocre son by her.

"Since this is Master's intention towards you, then accept it. Do you need to prepare a return gift?

Use the money to buy some gifts, or give some wild fruits and vegetables from the mountains?"

One is to curry favor with money, the other is to leave a sincere and good impression.

Zhao Ji asked this question because she wanted her son to please the Master according to his preferences.

But Ying Zheng shook his head and refused, "No need to send it, the three masters don't have to cook for themselves, there is everything in the cafeteria.

And there is no shortage of flashy things. If I give them away, I am afraid it will cause disgust among the teachers."

"But if I don't return the favor, wouldn't that be a bit rude?"

"Son, just prepare a return gift yourself. Mother, don't worry."

Zhao Ji smiled when she heard this. She was afraid that her son didn't understand the ways of the world, so she felt relieved to see that he did.

"Then you do your homework. Mother will go to till the vegetable garden and call you after lunch is ready."

At lunch time, the monster meat was served on the table.

Seeing that the amount was not large, Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know whether he could talk about cultivating immortals with his relatives, so he had never told his mother.

I was just wondering how to control the amount of meat without leaving any trace, but I didn't expect that his mother herself wanted to save some.

"What kind of animal's meat is this? It doesn't even smell fishy at all." Zhao Ji was really curious.

Recalling the saber-toothed tiger, Ying Zheng answered honestly: "It's tiger meat."

Snap—the chopsticks fell.

"What??? Your master took you to hunt giant insects?"

The scream was a little sharp.

"Let mother take a look, is there any injury?"

Ying Zheng refused, "The child is not injured, the teacher has been watching over him, he is very safe."

"What kind of school is that? Is it a martial arts school? Why do we have to go to the mountains to kill giant insects???"

"It is a combination of civil and military skills."

"Then there is no need to kill the big tiger. The soldiers of Zhao State did not dare to kill the big tiger easily. Your Master, how dare he do that?" Zhao Ji was afraid, angry, and a little regretful.

She couldn't even imagine what she would do if she lost her son.

First of all, she couldn't explain to her husband and Lu Buwei.

If anything happened to their son, these two people would probably never come back to pick her up.