Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

A sudden gust of wind blew in, and a whooshing sound came from the open window, as if it was about to break something.

Old Gu bluntly stated, "My family can't afford to send two people to school."

Tuition fees were only part of the cost of studying. In addition to showing respect to the teacher during festivals, it was also necessary to buy writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.

A book costs anywhere from seven or eight hundred coins to three or four taels of silver.

These are just ordinary books.

In addition, the pens, ink, paper, and inkstones that are used year-round are also a considerable expense.

Moreover, if one were to embark on the path of the imperial examinations to pursue knowledge and understanding, how could one arrive empty-handed?

Even though Old Man Gu knew that Aqi wouldn't need the last item, the previous items had already cost a lot, and might even have used up all the money that the third son had handed over, or even not enough.

After all, he did know a little about his granddaughter, Aqi.

If you can get a good one, you don't need a bad one.

Moreover, the third brother and his wife couldn't bear to see Aqi using inferior paper, so they would definitely buy better paper or pens.

If the eldest son starts arguing again, the family will probably never have peace.

Gu Mai knew his predicament and had considered it, but she couldn't refuse.

Otherwise, the third son probably wouldn't even hand over the money.

She gave Old Man Gu a look, knowing that things were bound to escalate eventually, so she decided to take it one step at a time.

Old Gu sighed, thinking that if the third son had the same job as the eldest son, there wouldn't be so many problems at home.

As for the second and fourth children...

"We sent Dalang to school because he was the eldest grandson in the family. You can see that most of the children in private schools are eldest grandsons."

That's the advantage of having children early. There's nothing you can do about it; you can only blame yourself for having children late.

Gu Ershui and Gu Sihai nodded reluctantly in understanding; they also knew that the villagers doted on their eldest grandson.

Old Man Gu pointed at Gu Sanhe: "As for Gu Qi going to private school, if the two of you hand over four hundred copper coins every month, you'll earn nearly five taels of silver a year."

"Your children can also choose one to attend a private school."

Thus, the path for the Gu family to attend private school was set.

It depends either on being born early or on your parents.

Gu Ershui and Gu Sihai's faces darkened. It was still their fault that their child couldn't attend the private school.

Upon hearing this, Gu Sanhe and Li Ling immediately showed happy and grateful faces, saying nice things to Old Man Gu and Gu Mai.

Mr. and Mrs. Gu Dajiang's faces darkened.

"Dad, didn't you say the family couldn't afford to support two people?" Gu Dajiang still remembered his father's previous words.

Old Man Gu: "That's right, so apart from tuition, the remaining expenses will be 70% covered by the public funds and 30% by each of you personally."

For example, if you need to buy 100 coins for paper, the public fund will contribute 70 coins, and your family will contribute 30 coins.

Another gust of wind lashed against the doors and windows, like fish being blown onto the beach by the waves.

Gu Dajiang slammed his fist on the table in anger: "Dad, I don't agree." Two lines of tears streamed down his face.

She cried out, "I can only do odd jobs during the off-season. Dad, I... I can't afford it."

Gu Mai's eyes held both the desolation of the past and the determination of the present: "Then use it less."

"For example, with paper, you can give him an hourglass, fill it with sand, and let him write in it."

Write on paper only after you've practiced writing it well.

As long as you have a way, a solution will appear.

Gu Dajiang looked at his mother in disbelief. How miserable Dalang was! People would laugh at him if they knew.

"Mother, Dalang is the eldest grandson."

Gu Mai: "Changsun, look how many children are in the private school, and how many Changsuns are in the village."

There are plenty of people who don't read books.

"Boss, if you think Da Lang is being wronged, then let Er Lang go instead." Gu Mai was already getting impatient.

She hadn't even vented her anger when her boss started acting up.

Seeing this, Old Man Gu immediately made a decision and dismissed everyone. He also needed to mend his broken heart.

But when he looked up and saw his eldest son glaring at his third son with resentment, he knew that the brotherly love and respect would be gone forever unless one of them was willing to back down.

"Tell me, old woman, how good the eldest and third sons were when they were young, but now..." they've changed.

Gu Mai also fell into reminiscence: "Yes, the eldest brother would share even a piece of candy with the youngest brother, and the youngest brother was the same."

During the Chinese New Year, I received a piece of candy and ran back to give half of it to my eldest son.

However, the melancholy only lasted a second before Gu Mai comforted her, "You're all like this when you grow up."

"They're all just thinking about their own families, let them be, we can't control them anyway." No one wanted to suffer injustice.

Gu Dajiang couldn't sense the old couple's melancholy. As soon as he got back into the house, he kicked the door.

The loud bang made his displeasure known to everyone who hadn't yet returned to the house.

Gu Sanhe and Li Ling remained calm; they had gotten what they wanted.

That's what they deserve.

They didn't feel guilty, since their older brother and sister-in-law had never felt guilty towards them.

The two greeted Gu Qi with their usual smiles, planning to take her to the county town the next day to buy books, paper, ink, and other supplies.

By the way, their county is called Xing County.

Once the two of them left, Wang Erhua breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that the two families would fight. She and Gu Ershui went back into the house together. As a couple, they inevitably talked about the topic they had just discussed.

Gu Ershui looked ashamed: "If I could be like my third brother, could our second son also go to a private school?"

Everyone knows the benefits of attending a private school.

Wang Erhua sat down next to him and comforted him, "There are plenty of children who didn't go to private school, don't overthink it."

Her husband, Ershui, is already very good; he's hardworking and doesn't hit her or the children.

Give her every single copper coin she has, so she can save it for the family.

Wang Erhua lowered her head, looking slightly shy, and said, "I think you are the best."

The air thickened, and Gu Ershui lowered her head shyly, softly calling out, "My child's mother."

The two exchanged tender glances.

In the next room, Zhou Xing, as usual, expressed her dissatisfaction, looking on with envy and jealousy at the eldest and third wives, and then looking forward to the two families fighting.

She wanted to see what was going on.

"Sihai, just you wait. Eldest brother and sister-in-law are not made of clay, and third brother and sister-in-law are not cowards either."

"The two families are definitely going to fight. I'm going to watch the show."

Gu Sihai's melancholy was drawn away by Zhou Xing's eagerness to watch: "I'll watch too."

"What are you looking at, sir?"

Dasheng Dynasty, Kyoto.

Puzhao Temple, backyard.

Master Du'an was asking the most honorable woman in the world, with his hands clasped together.

A hint of confusion flickered in the woman Luo Sheng's eyes: "Master, I'm looking for my path forward. Can you tell where it is?"

Watari: "..."

You have already reached the pinnacle of the world, Your Highness the Empress of the Great Sheng Dynasty.

But then he suddenly exclaimed:

"Benefactor, your good fortune lies in Xing County."

Luo Sheng muttered to himself, "Xing County?"

"I will go."

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Du'an: "Amitabha, you are too kind, benefactor."

"Plum blossom, donate ten thousand taels of silver to the Buddha of the Master, to thank his Buddha for having such a disciple as the Master."

"Help me relieve my worries and solve my problems."

Upon receiving the answer, Luo Sheng immediately ordered a gift to be given as a token of gratitude, then turned and left.

Du'an: "..." He knew that the benefactor did not like Buddha.

Oh Buddha, how did you offend her?