I am a Big Villain

After figuring this out, Yan Mudan simply ignored her second niece Mei Hua and her youngest nephew Yan Chu. She turned her head and continued talking to her mother.

"Mom, I'm sorry to talk to you about this matter. I'll help them by saying that Erbao is a smart child and his future achievements will definitely be no worse than Dabao. The masters in other schools have said that the earlier a child is enlightened, the better he will be. Okay, Erbao is five years old this year, and he can be sent to the school after the Chinese New Year."

Saying that, Yan Mudan did not forget to turn around and warn Yan Meihua and Yan Chu.

"We in the Yan family are of the same spirit. As your cousins ​​have become successful, they will be able to help you in the future. You should not be too selfish. You should only think about yourself and think more about the whole family."

"Little sister, you can't say that. Xiaobao may not follow his second brother."

The middle-aged man who had been sitting silently in the main room just now spoke. He looked rich and rare in the countryside. He was dressed in satin clothes, his complexion became whiter and fairer, and he smiled innocently like a Maitreya Buddha. Safe and harmless.

This is Yan Chu's uncle Yan Changxue. The equally fair and plump woman sitting next to him is Yan Changxue's wife Liu Fuchun. Today Yan Chu was supposed to be studying at the county school, so he did not come with them. Instead, Yan Chunhua and Yan Yi came with them. came back.

Yan Changxue seemed to disagree with his sister's words and explained.

"Actually, I have never known how to talk about this matter. After all, it is not easy for the family to provide for a child. I also know that my second brother's family has sacrificed a lot over the years. If the family wants to support another scholar, it should be That’s right, Xiaobao. But studying is a big deal, and I’m not a selfish person. It’s not all out of selfishness that I want to send Qi’er to the school today.”

Yan Changxue looked cautious. He took the hand of the child next to him, who was about the same age as Yan Chu, and walked up to the Yan family.

"Dad, maybe you don't know that at a young age, Xi'er can already memorize the Three-Character Sutra and the Thousand-Character Classic. Xi'er's masters all praise Xi'er for his spirituality, saying that as long as he is admitted to Tongsheng, he will definitely be successful. He is a student, and Fuchun and I really couldn't bear to delay our child's future, so we shamelessly came back to talk to our elders about this."

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Old Yan also studied for several years when he was young. After all, he was the only son in the family, and his family's conditions were relatively well-off. However, Old Yan himself was not that good at studying. After studying for four or five years, he could barely memorize the Three-Character Sutra fluently. , let alone taking any imperial examinations. As time went by, his family didn’t say anything, and he chose to give up first.

Old Man Yan especially hopes that his children and grandchildren can do things that he himself cannot do. Therefore, after Yan Ping, who was admitted to the Tongtang School, was born in the family, the parents who were not particularly partial at first suddenly became biased. Here, when making any decision, Yan Xi will be the central consideration.

He may not be aware that his second son's family has been wronged, but he comforts himself in his heart that these grievances are only temporary. When Yan Yan is admitted to the scholar examination, all these years of hard work will be rewarded.

Now that he heard that his five-year-old second grandson could memorize the Thousand-Character Classic and the Three-Character Classic at such a young age, let alone the excitement in his heart, he looked at the chubby second grandson and wished he could memorize it for him now.

"My mother and I didn't know that every time Chen'er came back from school in the county, he would teach him how to read and memorize. In just half a year, Chen'er had learned hundreds of new words, and could also memorize the Three Character Classic and the Thousand Thousand Characters. I'm good at writing, and although I'm not particularly good at memorizing it, in terms of progress, I'm ahead of my old friend."

Yan Changxue was very happy. The two things he was most proud of in his life were that he climbed from an apprentice to the position of tavern owner with his own ability. Of course, he was worse than those in the family who were admitted to the scholar examination, but compared to the absolute For most people like the second brother who still lives on the one-third of an acre at home, things are much better.

The second thing he is proud of is that he gave birth to two worthy sons and an exceptionally beautiful daughter who was born and raised. Whether it is the eldest son or the second son, if any of them succeeds, it will be Because of his glory, Yan Changxue was bound to win in order to persuade the two elders in the family to send their son to school.

"Pin'er, hurry up and give your grandma a piece of back." He touched the head of his youngest son beside him. These days, he was watching his son's back every day at home. This time he would definitely not show any timidity.

When Yan Yu was born, Dafang's family had already moved to the town. He grew up in a tavern. He was not short of food. At the same age, he was half a head taller than Yan Chu. He was white and fat, just like Yan Chu. It's a big meat ball. Of course, in the eyes of today's people, this appearance is a symbol of blessing and is more popular with the elders.

He listened to his father's instructions, took a deep breath, put his hands behind his back, and began to recite the Thousand-Character Sutra.

"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is ancient...relatives are old and old, old and young have different food. I am a concubine who spins clothes and serves in the curtain room. Wan... Wan..."

It can be seen that Dafang has put a lot of effort into Yan Yu. The Thousand-Character Classic is regarded as an enlightenment book for children. However, Yan Yu is only five years old now and can recite most of the previous Thousand-Character Classic skillfully. It is already very good. Incredible.

Yan Yu memorized most of it. He didn't know whether he was too panicked or just couldn't remember. He suddenly got stuck in the second half of the memorization. He really couldn't remember what was behind the curtain room. His pale and fat face turned red from suppressing it, and his eyes I glanced at my biological father from the corner of my eye, wanting him to give me some hints.

In fact, he could recite most of the previous words skillfully, which had already given Old Man Yan and Mr. Yan Jiang enough surprises. With flushed faces, the old couple looked at their smart little grandson with a sense of pride.

"The fan is round and clean, and the silver candle is bright. I sleep day and night, and the blue bamboo shoots look like a bed. ... I am ignorant, ignorant, and ignorant. How can I say that I can help someone?"

Just when Old Man Yan was about to tell his second grandson to stop memorizing it, a childish and crisp voice suddenly intervened and recited all the content after the Thousand-Character Prose on behalf of Yan Yu.

"Xiaobao, were you carrying me just now?"

Everyone in the room looked at the handsome child standing next to Yan Meihua. The other person's mouth opened and closed. It was true that he was the one reciting the Thousand-Character Essay.

Old Man Yan was very surprised. It would not be surprising if his second grandson would be taught the Three-Character Classic of the Thousand-Character Classic. After all, the old man also has an eldest grandson who is studying in the county school. It's not that difficult.

But Yan Chu is different. He has been raised by an old couple since he was a child. The girls in his family have learned to do housework since they were young, and occasionally have to go to the fields to help during busy farming. But this little grandson who is only five years old does not need to do these things. Yes, he is young, and even if he is willing to do it, no one will ask him to do it.

On weekdays, he is not seen playing with the children of the same age in the village. In the eyes of old man Yan, this is a relatively quiet and silent child, but he does not know where the other person is and has learned these things.

The ones with the ugliest expressions present were probably Yan Changxue, his wife and Yan Mudan.

Just now, they wanted Yan Chu to study at home because Yan Chu was not smart. Now in front of the whole family, Yan Chuchu completely memorized the thousand-character essay that Yan Yi couldn't recite. This was done when they were young. When the educational environments they receive are so different, isn't it obvious who is stupid and who is smart?

"Xiaobao, tell me, who did you learn to memorize this article from?"

Old Yan dreams of having a scholar in his family. Regardless of whether the scholar belongs to the elder's family or the second oldest's family, he is still his grandson.

If Yan Yu's performance just now made Old Yan happy, Yan Chu's performance can only be described as surprise and stunning.

After all, it is reasonable that Yan Yu can study. No matter how beautiful Yan Changxue's words are, as long as old man Yan is not really stupid, he can see how much effort the eldest family has secretly put into giving him another son.

As for Yan Chu, he lives under Old Man Yan's nose every day. He doesn't think that the second son's family has such scheming. If it were true, an ordinary family would have been clamoring for a separation long ago. How could they still work hard and bear no complaints? I have to support the boss’s family.

"Uncle San was teaching Brother Qingsong and the others to study at the school. I also wanted to study, so I secretly stood outside my uncle and listened. The more I listened, the more I would memorize it."

Yan Chu had a confused expression, as if he didn't know why his family was excited.

"Master, I didn't disturb my third uncle's teaching, could you please stop spanking me?"

Yan Chu put his hands behind his buttocks. The dog next door to their house was beaten by his parents for a long time because he was playing with his friends near the school and disturbing his third uncle's studies. They are all swollen and cannot come down.

The third uncle he mentioned was the clan leader's son, and he was somewhat related to the Yan Chu family. The other party was the clan leader's son, and he was also a scholar. If he came to the house to complain, the accused child would never be able to eat and walk away.

At one time, that book school was regarded as a scourge by all the children in the village who had not yet studied. They were afraid that if they got closer, they would end up like a dog.

"You can memorize these articles just by eavesdropping?"

Old Man Yan's breathing became rapid. As he got older, he basically stopped going to the fields except for farm work. This little grandson stayed at home most of the day. He would only run out for a while at noon, but not for more than 10 days. In an hour, with just a little effort, he could memorize a thousand-character essay better than Yan Yu just by listening. What kind of talent is this.

Old Yan, who was a little anxious because his eldest grandson had not been able to pass the examination, suddenly gained confidence again.

"If you can memorize other things, let me memorize them."

Old Man Yan barely restrained his excitement, just in case the only thing his grandson could memorize was a thousand-character essay.

"I also know the Three-Character Classic, Hundred Family Surnames, and Thousand Family Poems. My third uncle hasn't taught much about the Analects of Confucius, so I can only recite a few passages." Yan Chu seemed to feel that he knew few things, and Yan Chu felt a little embarrassed.

Old Man Yan's face changed from reddish at the beginning to red as he read out the names of the children who were studying for enlightenment one by one.

Seeing that the limelight was completely stolen by the second son's family, Liu Fuchun was a little unhappy and interrupted the conversation between Yan Chu and the old man without thinking.