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Zhou Laoer was surrounded by three people and had almost no chance to speak.

Seeing that Zhou Yong's IOU was about to hit his face, Zhou Laoer shouted:

"It wasn't me who helped your son get into the academy, why are you thanking me?"

As soon as Zhou Laoer said this, the three of them stopped moving at the same time.

As if he remembered something, the old patriarch leaned on his crutch, pushed Zhou Laoer away with one hand, and finally saw the person behind him.

The little girl sat on the ox cart against the rising sun, and her body seemed to be glowing.

She even stretched out her hand and waved to the old patriarch: "Long time no see, old man, I hope you are in good health!"

Zhoujia Village is so far away from the town, yet this old man dares to come here.

As soon as these words came out, the old patriarch felt that the light on her body was shattered in an instant.

He snorted angrily and yelled at his son beside him, "You're already an adult, but you're still so confused. You can't even thank someone properly!"

Zhou Yong: “…”

Ling is just a little girl. Aren’t adults the ones who make the decisions at home?

Are they wrong to return the money to Brother Zhou Er?

Of course it's wrong.

It's also ridiculously wrong.

Zhou Zhuo tugged at his mother's sleeve and whispered, "Mom, it was Sister Lingling who lent me the money, not Uncle Zhou Er..."

Zhou Zhuo's mother was silent. She thought for a long time before forcing herself to believe that a little girl could lend two taels of silver.

In an instant, a smile appeared on Zhou Zhuoniang Li's face, and she walked past Zhou Laoer towards Zhou Lingling.

"It turns out that it was Lingling's credit. It was Auntie who didn't understand clearly."

"Here, take this money and the IOU. Your uncle Yong will go to work at the dock tomorrow and pay me back the rest of the money."

Zhou Lingling smiled and didn't refuse: "Of course I dare to do this because I trust you, Auntie."

"Uncle Dayong works very hard at the docks. I have a job here. If I do it well, it's no worse than Uncle Dayong's. I wonder if Auntie is interested?"

Zhou Lingling was not being overly sympathetic, but since they had opened their tavern, they would definitely need more food and fresh fruits and vegetables in the future.

Of course she had it in her space, but taking it out like that would be too suspicious.

Li's eyes lit up when she heard this. She had heard from Zhou Laosan's wife, Sun, that her sister-in-law started a business after returning to her parents' home and made a lot of money!

"Oh, you want to help my aunt, my aunt is so happy!"

"Okay, after you send my brother and Brother Zhuo off, Auntie and Uncle Dayong, come with me and my dad to my house."

After saying that, Zhou Laoer helped the old patriarch onto the ox cart and put Zhou Zhuo's luggage on it as well.

Zhou Chi jumped off the ox cart, asked Zhou Yong and Li to get on the ox cart as well, and he and Zhou Zhuo walked together.

Mrs. Li was still a little hesitant: "Why don't you let Chi Ge'er and Zhuo Ge'er sit down? You are scholars..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old patriarch started to scold: "What's wrong with scholars? Don't scholars need to respect the elderly and love the young?"

He turned his head and glared at his son, his saliva spraying directly onto Zhou Yong's face.

"How many times have I told you not to spoil the child? If it weren't for our Zhuo Ge'er's understanding, the child would have been spoiled by you sooner or later!"

He was scolding Zhou Yong, but it was Li who shrank her neck silently.

Because everyone in the family knew that Zhou Yong was the least likely to spoil his children, and only Mrs. Li always felt sorry for her son's hard work in studying, getting up early and going to bed late throughout the year.

Mrs. Li: If you scold my husband, please don’t scold me…

Zhou Lingling found it funny watching from the side.

It is true that having an old person in the family is like having a treasure!

This place is only a few hundred meters away from the academy, and their ox cart moves slowly.

As soon as they parked the ox cart, Zhou Zhuo and Zhou Chi arrived.

Although both of them were very thin, their endurance and perseverance had been honed long ago because of their poor family background and poor living conditions at that time.

This short distance is just enough for them to warm up.

Zhou Zhuo and Zhou Chi each carried luggage on their backs and a bag in their hands, which contained spare clothes and some books. Zhou Chi also carried a small basket with some food in it.

The old patriarch raised his head and looked at the tall gatehouse with the words "Mingzhao Academy" written on it, tears flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Zhuo," he called.

Zhou Zhuo hurried over, "Grandfather."

The old patriarch touched his head lovingly and said, "Do your best in everything, but be true to your conscience and yourself."

"Your parents and I are waiting for you at home, okay?"

It is good to succeed and bring honor to the family, but as long as the children are well, then everything is fine for them.

Faced with his grandfather's earnest exhortations, Zhou Zhuo's throat choked and he was speechless. He could only nod heavily.

Finally, he said, "Grandpa, you must take care of yourself. Don't die young. Wait until you see your grandson graduate from high school!"

Old patriarch: "..."

On the other hand, the story between Zhou Lingling, her father, and Zhou Chi was not so sentimental.

"Brother, that beef stir-fry with dried vegetables has plenty of oil and can be stored for three to five days without any problem. Eat something else first, don't be reluctant to eat it and let it go bad."

"I don't know how many people are in your dormitory. It's best not to sleep on the bed next to the door, otherwise it will be too noisy with people coming in and out."

"I don't know if the food in your cafeteria is delicious. I'll come back in a few days to bring you some delicious food."

Zhou Chi smiled helplessly, "Okay, I understand."

No one knows who is the boss.

He reached out and rubbed his sister's little head. "You're so worried at such a young age. Be careful not to turn into an old woman!"

Zhou Lingling twisted her body twice, broke free from her elder brother's clutches, and said seriously:

"Brother, have you ever heard a word?"

Zhou Chi: "What?"

"The head can be cut off, the blood can flow, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up!" Zhou Lingling said in a loud voice.

Her eldest brother's response was a merciless laugh and an even more merciless blow to the head.

Zhou Lingling: “…” Forget it.

Seeing that her elder brother was in a rare good mood today, she was magnanimous and didn't bother with him.

Zhou Laoer had nothing to say. His eldest son just loved reading. Now that he could study in such a good academy, it was a wish that had come true.

"Boss, study hard and don't waste your sister's kindness."

Zhou Chi nodded solemnly: "Yes, Dad."

"I'm not at home, so I'll have to worry about the family affairs. And my second brother, you should also encourage him more."

Dear brother, before leaving, he didn't forget to trick his younger brother.

Zhou Laoer agreed immediately, "Of course, I will definitely give him a good whipping."

When they went out this morning, Master Feiyu had been waiting for a while, but the second brother had not yet gotten up.

What does this sound like?

Zhou Lingling chuckled on the side, poor second brother...

After watching the two of them enter the academy, Zhou Laoer drove the ox cart and took his daughter and the old patriarch's family of three home.

At the same time, Daqin and Fang also brought Erniu to Zhou's house.