Crossing the Homeland

Chapter 210

Mrs. Chen understood, but she was just curious why the father of the Xia family only taught his daughter how to read, but not how to write.Of course, I can’t ask this question clearly. It happened that Xia Junyan was talking about buying books by herself. Mrs. Chen said with a smile: “It just so happens that I also have a few enlightenment books here, which I read in my early years. Could it be that shopkeeper Xia is also one of the book lovers?” People, if you don’t dislike it, why not read it?”

The books collected by a woman with the status of Mrs. Chen must be more exquisite than those in the bookstore in Xiaoxiao Yun'an County. She is worried that they are books like "Women's Rules" and "Women's Precepts". rip off.But Mrs. Chen's kindness can't be rejected, at worst, she will return after just a few glances, and then said: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey my orders."

Mrs. Chen waved her hand and asked Ruizhu to bring the book and a copybook by the way, and wrapped them up for Xia Junyan.

After Mr. Chen came back, he found that his wife was holding a booklet in her hand. When he went to take a look, he frowned. "Why should the lady dirty her eyes?"

Mrs. Chen said with a smile: "Don't worry, this child is still a beginner, and no one taught her."

Mrs. Chen glanced at the inscription, Mrs. Xindao really cared about that female shopkeeper?
When Mrs. Chen saw that he was back, she simply put down the brochure and followed Mrs. Chen to the screen to wait for him to change.After changing into a spacious one, Master Chen sighed comfortably.Seeing that he came back so early today, Mrs. Chen was also a little curious.

Master Chen nodded her forehead: "You, how did you forget this important event?"

Mrs. Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then she smiled a little embarrassedly: "Isn't he dizzy from busy work recently, your student is going to take the Tongsheng exam?"

"En." Master Chen put down his teacup and sighed, "Finally, I have taught some people who are not stupid."

Mrs. Chen asked curiously: "How many talents do you think can be selected?"

"Madam still thinks this is the state capital." Chen Fuzi shook his head helplessly, and sighed with a smile, "Out of the twenty or so young people, if there are four or five, I'm going to offer three sticks of incense to the saint."

(End of this chapter)