The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 91 Mr.
"Then what compensation do you want for Xiaoluo?" Han Qingquan asked sitting opposite.

Han Qianluo took a sip of water and put down his teacup: "He said he has a sister who married into the noble Zhang family and has never had any children. He wanted to adopt Sanwei to his sister as a son, and he would become a nobleman in the future, but I still didn't." Promise." Having said that, Han Qianluo paused for a moment, and asked, "Brother, you won't blame me for making my own decisions, will you?"

In fact, Han Qianluo only realized now that this is not the future. Ordinary common people have no chance to change their destiny. At this time, there is no imperial examination, and there is no other system for selecting talents. Only nobles can be officials.For people nowadays, becoming an aristocrat should be a dream.So maybe Han Qingquan would be willing to agree to Zhen Xiuming's request.

"No, your decision is very correct. Our family doesn't care about those things. Even if we are not nobles, we can live well." Han Qingquan said with a smile.

Han Qianluo scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "I asked him to find a husband for Sanwei."

"That's not bad." Han Qingquan didn't seem to care, but he was a little puzzled, "However, Xiao Luo, why did you ask the shopkeeper to help you find Mr. Private School? Although we are ordinary people and cannot go to the academy to study, we can still find Mr. Private schools, although there are very few private schools, there are still some."

"Those ordinary gentlemen charge terribly expensive fees. Let's not mention this for now. The key is that they don't have any real materials. Sending Sanwei to study there may be delayed. But those gentlemen from noble families are different. That must be better than those ordinary private school teachers outside." Han Qianluo told his eldest brother Han Qingquan his thoughts.

At the beginning, Han Qianluo thought that since there was no imperial examination at this time, there must be no academies, but after inquiring, he found out that there were still academies, but they were all run by the government, and they had to be nobles to study.And at this time, there are also Mr. Private School, but this number is really pitifully small, the key is that the fees are scary high.

The next morning, Han Qianluo had just walked into Maji Bakery when he saw Zhen Xiuming sitting there, and of course Ma Qiaozhong beside him.

"Qianluo, you are here, shopkeeper Zhen has been waiting for you for a long time." Ma Qiaozhong said with a smile, stood up, and took the cake and cream from Han Qianluo's hand, "You guys talk, I'll go out first. "After finishing speaking, I went out.

"Miss Han, I've already looked for sir. When do you plan to send your younger brother to study?" Zhen Xiuming looked at Han Qianluo and asked.

Han Qianluo thought for a while: "Should we go to my husband's house to study, or somewhere else, do we need to pay?"

"This gentleman is very famous, because the family urgently needs money, so he agreed to teach brother Ling. I have already given the money."

Before Han Qianluo had time to say thank you, Zhen Xiuming's next words made her swallow the words of gratitude, and only heard Zhen Xiuming say: "Although this gentleman is very knowledgeable, he can only serve as your younger brother for a year or two. Mister of the year."

your sister!This was Han Qianluo's only thought after listening to it. After co-authoring for a year or two, she would find another private school teacher, which is really nonsense.

Seeing that Han Qianluo's expression was not very good, Zhen Xiuming quickly said: "Miss Han, if you are not satisfied, then I will find another husband for your brother, but the knowledge may not be as good as this gentleman, or you send your brother Come to our family and go to school with those children in our family?"

Han Qianluo was very hesitant, what should I do now, although it is not a major event in life, but the matter of choosing a master is also very important, and it cannot be sloppy.So Han Qianluo lowered his head, thought for a long time, and finally said: "Shopkeeper Zhen, it's just the gentleman you mentioned earlier."

"Okay, how about I take you to see him now?" Zhen Xiuming asked.

Han Qianluo naturally agreed, so he went to the husband's house with Zhen Xiuming. After walking for a long time, Han Qianluo finally stopped when he saw Zhen Xiuming walking in front, pointed to a dilapidated house in front of him and said: " This is the place, wait, I'll knock on the door." After finishing speaking, he went to knock on the door.

Han Qianluo took a look at the house, it was really not a little dilapidated, the soil on the yard had fallen a lot, and there was only a thin layer of thatch on the roof, which made people wonder if it was a windstorm. Will blow the roof off.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a light knock on the door. Han Qianluo originally wanted to say that the sound was too low for the people inside to hear it, but unexpectedly, after only knocking twice, the door was opened from the inside. It was a young man who opened the door. The difference between ordinary scholars is that this person is tall and gives people a very strong feeling.

Although he knew that people should not be judged by their appearance, and only knew that there is a saying that people should not be judged by their appearance, and that the sea cannot be measured, but seeing such a strong scholar, Han Qianluo couldn't help wondering if this person's knowledge is really good, Could it be that Zhen Xiuming randomly found someone who could read and write to perfuse her.

"Treasurer Zhen is here, please come in." The strong man said with a loud voice.

Han Qianluo walked in behind Zhen Xiuming. After entering, Zhen Xiuming pointed to the strong man and said, "This is the gentleman. Speaking of which, he and Miss Han are still in the same family, and their surname is Han." Then he pointed at Han Qian Luo said, "This is Miss Han. Miss Han is looking for a husband for her brother."

"Hi Miss Han."

"Hello sir."

The man, that is, Han Nianxian quickly took out the seats: "Let's sit and talk." So they sat down in the yard, and Han Qianluo asked first: "Mr. Han, I don't want to waste your time, I Just say it directly, when can you start teaching my brother?"

"Anytime is fine." Han Nian said indifferently.

In the end, Han Qianluo and him decided to start studying the next day, and then left without further delay.After returning home, Han Qianluo quickly told Han Sanwei the news.

"Sister San, can I really go to study tomorrow?" Han Sanwei stared with disbelief in his eyes.

Han Qianluo patted his head: "Third sister will still lie to you, of course it is true."

"Yeah, that's great." Han Sanwei cheered, and then ran out bouncing around, probably to share the good news with his little friends.

The next morning, before Han Qianluo woke up and was sleeping soundly, he was woken up by a strong shake. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Han Sanwei, who was neatly dressed.Seeing her wake up, Han Sanwei hurriedly said, "Sister San, get up soon, it's already dawn."

Han Qianluo turned his head and saw that it was still pitch black outside, and there was still a long time before dawn, so he closed his eyes and said casually, "It's still early, Sanwei will go to sleep for a while."

Unexpectedly, Han Sanwei was not so easy to dismiss, so he shook Han Qianluo again, forcing her to open her eyes: "Sister San, it will be dawn when you finish cooking."

"I'm starting to make breakfast now, and it won't be bright until breakfast is ready. Be good, go back and sleep for a while." Han Qianluo closed his eyes again as he said.

Han Sanwei shook Han Qianluo for the third time: "Third Sister, today is the first day we are going to see Mr., and we want to give him a good impression, so we can't go too late, get up quickly."

Han Qianluo had never felt that Han Sanwei was disobedient for a moment like now, so he couldn't help saying loudly: "If you disturb my sleep here again, I won't let you go to Mr.'s."

The effect of this sentence is very good. After Han Sanwei heard it, he really didn't dare to disturb Han Qianluo anymore, and let her sleep peacefully.When Han Qianluo woke up, he found that Sanwei was still sitting next to him, with a pair of dark eyes open, which at first glance seemed a bit pervasive.

"Sister San, are you getting up?" Han Sanwei seemed to see Yu's cat, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Han Qianluo said while getting dressed, "Well, I'll cook right away, and I'll take you to Mr.'s place after breakfast."

After breakfast, Han Qianluo first took Han Sanwei to Han Nianxian's place.When I went there, Han Nianxian was reading a book with a scroll of bamboo slips, and he seemed to finally have the feeling of a scholar.

Leaving Han Sanwei here, Han Qianluo continued to deliver cakes to Maji Bakery. After delivering the cakes, he didn't go back immediately, but went to find someone who planted sugar cane.

The days passed day by day like this, and it was July in a blink of an eye.This morning, when Han Qianluo came back from delivering the cakes, when he passed by his own crop field, he saw that the leaves of the rice in the field had turned yellow, which seemed to be ripe, so he picked a rice and inspected it carefully. Not very satisfied, the rice is barely full, but there are too few grains of rice on one ear of rice.

"Qianluo, the rice in your family grows really well, it's big and full." Zhang Da, who was in the field next to him, said enviously.

Han Qianluo glanced at Zhang's rice in the nearby field, and it was indeed worse than theirs, but he definitely couldn't say anything, so Han Qianluo said politely: "Uncle Zhang, your rice Not bad either."

Zhang Da shook his head and sighed: "Compared with your family's, it's far worse. At that time, I thought your method was nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be really useful."

"Uncle Zhang, you can try it the next time you plant." Han Qianluo said.

"Then you can tell me what I need to pay attention to."

"Row."

After chatting for a few words, Han Qianluo left here and went to the vegetable field to pick some gourds and take them back. These are the gourds for lunch.

Now there are only Han Qianluo and his eldest brother at noon, and their meals will be ready soon, so Han Qianluo is not in a hurry. After returning, he knits for a while and plans to cook later.

Just as Han Qianluo sat down to weave, he saw Han Qingquan coming back from the outside with a long bamboo on his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)