After Mr. Zhuang decided on the students he wanted to accept, he began to prepare for them to become his disciples.

It was also the first time for Zhou Rongrong to see the ceremony of paying homage to a teacher. There was an incense burner on the table with three incense sticks inserted in it. Tribute fruits and snacks were placed on the sides, and a statue of Confucius was hung in the middle.

After Mr. Zhou led his young disciples to kneel down and kowtow three times, he said some words of praise, which roughly meant that I have accepted a disciple today, and Grandmaster, please bless my disciple to study hard and make progress every day, and also to have good character. Zhou Rongrong actually didn't quite understand what he said and was just guessing.

Then the disciples offered tea to their master. However, there were ten disciples and it was not possible for each of them to offer a cup of tea to Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang designated Dabao, mainly because Dabao had the best performance in this assessment, which was obvious to all. Which teacher doesn't like excellent students?

Dabao held the tea bowl and led the students to kneel down, then handed the tea to Mr. Zhuang obediently: "Teacher, please have some tea."

Mr. Zhuang then took the tea and drank it. After Mr. Zhuang finished drinking the tea, the students kowtowed to him three times again.

Then the master began to give a speech, and then the students presented their gifts. Mr. Zhuang gave a handful of leeks in return.

The ceremony was completed, and the four babies officially became Mr. Zhuang's students.

Mr. Zhuang also sympathized with Dabao's feet and asked personally.

"How's your foot?"

Dabao hadn't actually used much strength on his feet the whole morning. Now that the gentleman had allowed him to sit down, he was about to stand up to answer, but Mr. Zhuang immediately held Dabao down.

"Sit still, why are you moving so much? Can't you see your mother is getting so anxious that she's about to rush over?"

Seeing Zhou Rongrong's anxious look of "My son, is my son okay?", Dabao was delighted and said to Mr. Zhuang.

"Sir, my mother is just worried about me. My leg is fine. Thank you very much for accepting me as your fourth sister."

Mr. Zhuang said, "Your sister has her own ability and fought for this opportunity. But I want to ask you one thing, who taught you brothers and sisters what you learned?"

Dabao said, "It's my mother." Dabao then told them about how Zhou Rongrong taught them, such as practicing martial arts in the morning, reading books in the afternoon, and teaching them how to read and do math.

Mr. Zhuang nodded repeatedly and sighed, "You are lucky to have such a mother. Her rebuttal just now shows that your mother is extraordinary. The future of you four brothers and sisters is limitless."

Mr. Zhuang was also very happy to receive these four children. He felt happy just thinking that his Qingfeng Academy would be able to teach such four outstanding students in the future.

After staying for a while, everyone dispersed, and Du's wife drove the ox cart to take Zhou Rongrong and the others home.

As soon as she returned home, Uncle Yue'er delivered the things to her, but she was not at home. Her employees were sitting on the stone near the door waiting for her.

"Oh, sorry everyone, I forgot to tell you that I took the kids to register for school."

Aunt Zhang came over to help take the four babies off the ox cart and asked, "Children's matters are a big deal. How are they?"

Du Da's wife took over and told them the stories of Qingfeng Academy in vivid detail.

"Ah? Really? Our Sibao can also go to school?"

Talking Yue'er, did Yue'er really not expect that girls can also read?

Sibao said happily, "Really, Sister Yue'er, the teacher said that in five days, we will go to school together with my elder brother, and we have already paid our respects to the teacher."

Now not only Yue'er but also several unmarried girls were envious. It turned out that girls really could study, and they couldn't help but show envy.

Seeing everyone like this, Zhou Rongrong also began to think about what if she was here? If she could make a big business and have a lot of money, wouldn't she need people?

In that case, why not train him now? Anyway, there are only a few people in her place now, but it doesn't stop her from dreaming. After all, she had several small goals on her card before. She must become a rich woman again. Then she can choose any young handsome guy she wants, right?

So he asked, "Do you want to learn to read and count?"

Zhou Min pointed at herself and seemed very dissatisfied: "We, can we learn it too?"

"Of course, but it can't delay your work time. I can teach you anything you want to learn after get off work."

Yue'er exclaimed, "Sister Rongrong, can you read?"

Sanbao said: "Of course my mother is amazing. She knows a lot of words and can do math." Then he told everyone about Zhou Rongrong's fabricated life story.

Now everyone looked at Zhou Rongrong differently. Some were envious, some admired her, but no one was jealous.

Zhou Rongrong felt embarrassed and greeted everyone.

"Come in, come in and work."

Everyone dispersed and started to work on the things at hand.

There was no place in the yard to put the rehabilitation frame that the baby needed, so it was placed in the children's room.

"Mom, what is this thing for?"

Zhou Rongrong tested Dabao: "Well, you walk with the help of this pole, step by step, steadily. I'll let Erbao watch you. That boy is very strong, so he can help you. You have to get well soon, so that you can go to the academy. I'll feel relieved if you and your siblings study together, so you won't be bullied. Oh, I still have to think about how you will go to the academy."

Dabao just watched his mother muttering quietly, a feeling of tenderness welling up in his heart. If Uncle Li hadn't been here, he really wanted to act coquettishly and ask for a hug.

"Well, mother, I will practice well."

"Okay, just be obedient."

Zhou Rongrong called Erbao, the naughty boy, into the house and talked to him by holding his ears.

"You must keep an eye on your big brother. If he falls, mom will spank you."

"Oh, oh, please don't, please don't, I'll just listen to you."

This little guy is very playful. If Zhou Rongrong hadn’t held his ear and talked to him, he would have looked at Dabao for a while and then gone out to play for a while.

Zhou Rongrong knows her children's personalities too well and educates them accordingly.

After everything was packed and given instructions, Zhou Rongrong gave the remaining money to Uncle Li and asked.

"Uncle Li, how is my Erbao's bow and arrow?"

Uncle Li said, "I came here today to talk to Miss Zhou about this. I found a piece of ash, but it's expensive. Even making a bow and arrow costs fifty coins. I wonder if Miss Zhou would like to make it?"

When Erbao heard that a bow and arrow cost fifty coins? Is it so expensive? He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, it's too expensive."

The price is indeed a bit expensive, but Zhou Rongrong is such a person that she will do what she promised to her children. She gave Erbao a look, and Erbao stopped talking. To be honest, the wood used to make bows and arrows is called Tuomu, but Tuomu is also called Emperor Wood, and nine out of ten trees are hollow. Even if you look at a mountain, you are too lazy to find one.

This elm tree is hard to find here. It took Uncle Li a lot of effort to find it, and the price is affordable.

"Okay, it's just a deposit. Can you please make the child better, Uncle Li?"

As he said this, he took out ten copper coins and gave them to Uncle Li. Since he had given the person to Uncle Li, he accepted them and said goodbye.

When he walked out of the yard, he didn't look around, for fear that he would see something he shouldn't and make his daughter's family unhappy.

Zhou Rongrong called Granny Wang in again and said, "Granny, I'll have to trouble you to go to town to buy some meat and vegetables today. Just follow the meal we had yesterday."

"Just leave this matter to me, my mother-in-law is good at bargaining."

Zhou Rongrong took out another tael of silver and handed it to Granny Wang, who waved her hands and said, "This is too much. I can't use it. I can't use it."

Zhou Rongrong still stuffed the silver into Granny Wang's hand: "Take it first, refund the excess and make up the shortfall. I still have things to do."

Having said that, he asked other people to help look after his children and then went out.

Yesterday she thought again and again and decided to build her own brand and create a brand effect. In the future, even if someone wants to share her piece of the pie, many customers will be able to see her brand and buy her products.

I heard that there is a family in the village who makes pottery jars, but they don't get many orders and only make them occasionally. But they have good skills, and the pottery jars of every household in the village are made by them.

Zhou Rongrong was about to go to their home.

The family that makes pottery jars lives at the east end of the village. Their surname is Zou.

Zhou Rongrong knocked on the Zou family's door, and the four chubby children who opened the door were the little fat boy who was Erbao's biological brother.

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