Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

Zhou Rongrong got annoyed and walked out.

"My little daughter wants to study. Do you have any problem with that? Or does the law say that girls can't study?"

Some people were dissatisfied.

"What's the point of a girl studying? She can't become an official, can't take the exam, and can't be a shopkeeper. It's just a waste of money."

The person who was speaking was a woman, and Zhou Rongrong didn't understand why a woman could say such words.

Zhou Rongrong then argued.

“Why is it useless for women to study? Studying does not mean that you must become an official or a shopkeeper, but it means that you can understand the truth, broaden your horizons, know what is right and wrong, what is black and white, and have the courage to say no to fate. My daughter, Zhou Rongrong, should not only study, but also read good books, travel thousands of miles, and see all the mountains and rivers.

I don't know, Auntie, you said studying is useless, why did you send your own son to study? Is there any difference between a girl studying and a boy studying? Tell me, "

The aunt was speechless. How could a country woman's words be more difficult to understand than those of city dwellers?

"You, you, you. It's up to Mr. Zhuang to decide whether to accept her or not."

Mr. Zhuang has the character of a scholar but he is not as pedantic as a scholar. He does not give any advice on whether to accept a girl or not. He even teaches his own daughter and granddaughter to read whenever he is free at home.

"Then let the children of the same age compete. If this little girl wins, I will accept her as my student. If she loses, I will not accept any of the four children of the Jiang family."

To say that Mr. Zhuang has the confidence to make such a big bet, just look at the fact that his mother can say such words, you will know that she is not a simple woman, and her words contain great philosophy.

The three children were not afraid at all and nodded: "Let's bet."

Everyone had no objections after seeing this. Mr. Zhuang was only going to accept ten students, so the Jiang family's people from other villages would take up three places, and they were already unhappy about it.

Who would take this bet seriously when seeing how silly a little girl looks?

They all agreed, and Zhou Rongrong felt very confident.

He bowed to Mr. Zhuang and said, "Sir, you will be the host then."

"Okay, there are six children of the same age as this little girl. I will give you ten questions. Whoever can answer them can raise their hands. You will get points for each correct answer. But this little girl will win only if she gets five or more. Is that okay?"

Mr. Zhuang did this so that these people would not come to the academy to make trouble every day in the future, so he could not be said to be partial when making the rules. He just wanted to try it out. What's wrong with this silly little girl? It looks quite fun.

Naturally, no one had any objections, so they started.

A four-year-old child can only read the Hundred Family Surnames, but under the guidance of his brother and mother, Sibao has learned all the enlightenment books. Zhou Rongrong even takes time to tell the children short stories from the Analects. With the help of the short stories, the children have already learned half of the Analects.

At the beginning, Mr. Zhuang’s questions were very simple. Every time, Sibao’s little hands were raised high, making it hard for people not to see.

The other six children looked confused. What was the teacher talking about?

But the girl answered every question correctly, and not only did she answer them correctly, but she did so fluently. She explained to everyone what this sentence meant.

This time Sibao scored three points, and only the kid who had just chatted and knew a few words answered a question correctly.

Mr. Zhuang asked, finding it interesting.

"Why is it that those who are good at speaking and flattering others are so seldom kind?"

What a coincidence! This story was taught by Zhou Rongrong. Sibao raised his hand confidently and looked at the other side where there was no one, said Mr. Zhuang.

"Little girl, you say."

"People who use flowery words and pretend to be kind are rarely benevolent. Confucius said this to warn his disciples that they should be sincere and open in both life and work. They should obey the principles of truth and goodness in words and deeds, and not deliberately pursue external decoration. Am I right, sir?"

Zhou Rongrong really didn't expect that these children had remembered it, and she was very happy. It was just a little story she told casually.

Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but praise him, "Smart, really smart, what a pity, what a pity."

Sibao didn't understand and tilted his head to ask, "What's the pity, sir?"

"It's a pity that you are a woman."

Sibao was even more confused. Isn't it good to be a girl? Girls are sweet and soft, and mothers like them the most, Sibao said.

Sir, it is good to be a girl. My mother said that even if you are a girl, there are many things you can do, not just marrying someone and becoming a daughter-in-law. "

Mr. Zhuang touched Sibao's little head lovingly, and then asked questions. Mr. Zhuang was not polite at all. They were all common questions in the Analects of Confucius. However, the other pair of children obviously did not cover these knowledge points and could only stare blankly at Sibao's answers.

There were a total of ten questions and Sibao only lost one point. That one point was given by Mr. Zhuang to give face to Zhangjiacun and the child answered it haltingly.

Mr. Zhuang asked, "Does anyone have anything to say?"

What can I say? What kind of personality is this family? Are all of them geniuses?

Is this really against the will of heaven? You see, the elder one is a very talented scholar. If he really becomes an official, what if he holds a grudge against them because they didn't allow their younger sister to study?

Other people's children are all outstanding, and you are looking at your own children, haha? Just go wherever you want.

Seeing that he could really read, Sibao's face turned red with joy. He happily circled around Zhou Rongrong, then held Mr. Zhuang's hand and rocked.

That adorable look simply melted everyone's hearts, and Mr. Zhuang patted Sibao's little head and said.

"You will be my disciple from now on, so you must be obedient."

"Yes, sir, I will definitely become your most obedient, most powerful, and most wonderful disciple."

Zhou Rongrong couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the sweet-mouthed Sibao. Look at his little mouth, he made Mr. Zhuang laugh so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.