The shrew of time travel

Chapter 72

"Si'er, you're back. Let's go buy some materials!"

When I finally saw the figure, it was a lie to say that I didn't miss it.

"Brother, I thought that Fu'er's clothes have not been finished yet, I think we should wait for the purchase of materials."

Mu Si was preoccupied with the affairs of Lusong Academy, and felt that money was tight.

There are priorities, and the matter of clothes is not a big problem even if it is delayed for a few days.

"Oh, all right. Let's go home."

Wen Hao originally didn't agree with such a waste of money, but now seeing that Mu Si changed his mind, he was naturally happy in his heart, but he didn't delve into it.

"Um……"

Taking back the things that had just been put in Mu Wenhao's hands, Mu Si responded as he walked.

"Brother, do you...do you want to study?"

After hesitating again and again, Mu Si decided to seek the opinion of the person concerned.

"Sier, now is not the time to talk about this."

When it comes to reading, it's rare that Mu Wenhao didn't tease Mu Si anymore.

"Why isn't it time to talk about this? Brother, just say whether you want to study or not!"

Mu Si was still a little embarrassed at first, but when he heard what Mu Wenhao said, he immediately hesitated.

"Now is not the time to think about these things. Didn't you say that you want to fight for the landlord's great cause? My little brother is by your side to help you!"

Mu Wenhao clenched his fists and vowed.

"Brother, you are just at the age of studying. It's already a lot late now, so you should study as early as possible. I can't make mistakes in family affairs."

Regarding this statement, Mu Si expressed that he could not accept it.

Right now is the golden age for Mu Wenhao to study, so naturally he can't miss it just because of the momentary advantage in front of him.

After all, this 'critical period' waits for no one.

"Hey... Sier, look, not to mention Shu Xiu, who pays five taels of silver per month in Lusong Academy, and other pens, inks, papers and inkstones together, at least six taels of silver a month. Of course, I don’t mention these things, my little brother and I , I can't even master "Thousand Characters" and "Hundred Surnames"... I can't even enter the lowest threshold of Lusong Academy, Sier, don't worry about this..."

It was different from the expression at any time, different from the seriousness mixed with a trace of indignation before going to Yujiawan, different from the awe-inspiring righteousness that stood in front of Mu Si when he was besieged by beggars.

The serious expression on Mu Wenhao's face in front of him was not only serious, but also serious.

"Brother...you...know very well..."

Knowing so clearly the rules of Lusong Academy's assessment, how could Mu Si believe that he didn't care?

"Yes, it is precisely because I know Lusong Academy very well that I know it is impossible! Si'er... let's stop here."

Mu Wenhao took a few steps forward, leaving Mu Si behind, for fear that Mu Si would see the reluctance and helplessness in his eyes if he was not careful.

"Bro……"

Mu Si murmured, but he just watched Mu Wenhao's back as he walked away.

There are some things that need not be clarified, after all they are still too weak...

The two remained silent along the way, and the blind beggar didn't dare to come again after all.

Mu Si felt a little nostalgic, not to mention the one or two taels of silver they contributed in vain, it would be good if they came to break the stiff atmosphere.

The breath of silence circulating between the two once made Mu Si feel oppressed.

Thinking about it afterwards, I was still a little impulsive, and accidentally touched the wound in my brother's heart.

When you can't do what you can, it may be a kind of cruelty to give others expectations...

(End of this chapter)