The whole village is fleeing famine, fortunately I have a concubine system

The embroidery on Xiaomi's clothes was all done by Zhang Xing'er.

In the past, Xiaomi was always amazed at Zhang Xing'er's embroidery skills, wondering how she could make anything come alive.

He has praised Zhang Xing'er's skills more than once.

But amazement is amazement, and praise is praise.

It was impossible for Xiaomi to do it herself, and she felt that if she could embroider a pattern.

I guess you'll have to sit on a stool motionless for a whole day.

Xiaomi felt that this kind of work, which required great endurance and meticulousness, was not suitable for him.

I will never be able to learn this skill in this lifetime.

She now knows eight types of surgical sutures, which is pretty good.

But I haven't had the chance to experiment yet, I just have these methods in my mind.

But Xiaomi thought that it would rarely be used here.

After all, in this era, a sterile environment is somewhat difficult to create.

But she also didn't want to learn Zhang's mother's embroidery.

Therefore, Xiaomi decisively rejected Zhang's mother.

Zhang's mother looked at Xiaomi's determined face and knew that any persuasion would be in vain.

No longer force her.

However, I saw Xiaomi doing nothing and feeling bored all day long.

I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

It is obvious that Zhang Ziyu is unreliable. Since he returned from the yamen last time, he seems to have become a completely different person.

It turned out that Zhang Ziyu thought that Wang Chengzi was now the county magistrate.

And they have crossed a class.

I thought that if Wang Chengzi bullied my sister Zhang Xing'er in the future, I would still be just an ordinary person.

I am completely unable to protect my sister and seek justice for her.

It is even possible that my sister does not even dare to let her family know about this.

Even if I knew, I could only watch my sister suffer...

And there is no ability to contend with it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziyu suddenly came to his senses as if he had been enlightened.

And set ambitious goals: work hard to make progress!

From that day on, Zhang Ziyu started studying hard after returning home.

Apart from three meals a day, he hardly ever leaves the house.

Zhang's mother knew very well that her son had made up his mind this time, so she naturally didn't want to easily interrupt his fighting spirit that he had finally ignited with great difficulty.

But I was also worried that Xiaomi would feel bored and uninterested.

In desperation, he had to tell Mr. Zhang about this.

Mr. Zhang thought for a moment, then asked Xiaomi if she would like to follow him to the front yard to attend the lecture.

Xiaomi felt that listening to Mr. Zhang’s teaching would be more interesting than embroidering.

I can also take a close look at how knowledge was taught in ancient private schools.

So I agreed very readily.

Because there was only one teacher, Mr. Zhang, in the private school.

Mr. Zhang’s energy is limited, and the students he accepts are mostly from nearby villages.

These people are all farmers, and those who have the means do some small business in Wudu.

Almost everyone uses the entire family's resources to support one student.

However, only a few people could afford to go to private schools, and most people spent their whole lives there.

Basically, most people can’t write their own names.

Therefore, although Mr. Zhang's tuition was not high, there were only a dozen or so students studying in his private school.

After getting Xiaomi's consent, Zhang Xiucai prepared a set of semi-new tables and chairs for Xiaomi.

Put it in a private school.

I started taking Xiaomi to private school every morning.

Mr. Zhang’s students now come from all age groups.

However, because the venue is so small, there is no deliberate separation.

Still in a room.

It’s just that Mr. Zhang cleverly divided them into two groups according to each student’s reading progress and ability level.

He used the center line of the private school room as the boundary and clearly divided the space into left and right sides.

Sitting on the left is a group of children who have just started their elementary education.

On the right side are gathered those students who are able to read and understand books independently.

It is worth noting that although it is called the "enlightenment" stage.

But in fact, the youngest child here is already ten years old.

In comparison, the rest of the students are already young students aged fifteen and above.

When Mr. Zhang took Xiaomi's hand and walked into the private school.

The originally quiet classroom began to ripple as if a stone was thrown into it.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the little girl who was brought in by the teacher.

Full of curiosity and exploration.

They stared at Xiaomi intently, trying to find something special about her.

She was the first woman to enter the private school besides the teacher's wife.

They were all curious about why she was treated so specially by the Master.

Xiaomi faced the curious gazes from the people around him.

There was no fear or cowardice at all.

On the contrary, she smiled at everyone gracefully.

It was as if this private school had originally belonged to her, naturally and casually.

Then, Xiaomi walked calmly to the table and chair that had been prepared for her and slowly sat down.

This table is located right next to Mr. Zhang, and is the closest place to the teacher in the entire private school.

After Xiaomi sat down firmly, Mr. Zhang did not delay any longer.

The day's classes began.

First, he gave an in-depth explanation of a passage from the Thousand Character Classic to the four children who had just started learning.

And ask them to read aloud several times to deepen their impression.

Then he turned to the group of students who were able to read independently and explained in detail the meaning of the text in the book and the background story behind it.

After the explanation, he asked the students to understand it on their own and write a short essay for examination.

Mr. Zhang noticed that Xiaomi was staring at him intently.

I thought to myself:

"Guaibao really is worthy of being my granddaughter.

He is so intelligent at such a young age and knows how to draw wisdom from books.

It's exactly the same as Zhang Xing'er when she was a child!"

At this moment, Xiaomi also admired Zhang Xiucai very much.

She originally thought that her grandfather's lectures would be just like those in TV dramas.

He just read the article aloud, shaking his head and reciting from the script.

But the fact is completely different - Mr. Zhang not only recited the article in a steady and powerful tone.

Explain the meaning of each word and personal unique perspectives in more detail.

After listening to it, Xiaomi felt enlightened and his horizons were broadened.

And so it went, over the next few days.

Xiaomi has always followed Mr. Zhang in private school.

During this period, she even had an argument with a student.

But this did not affect Xiaomi's happy mood at all.

On the contrary, she went to the private school more and more frequently.

Xiaomi has a provocative mentality:

"Since you don't want me to be here, I will just hang around in front of you!"

This behavior made Sun Jie, who had previously quarreled with Xiaomi, even more angry.