Yang Changfan and his wife went home in the dark. The servant opened the gate of the yard. When they met, they pointed to the study and said that the master was still waiting. It seemed that the matter today would be explained. Yang Changfan asked Qiaoer to go back to the room first and embarked on the road of being trained alone.

Although Lao Yang is a landlord, he also has a decent study room named Wen Haizhai. It is estimated that many of the study rooms of coastal cultural people have similar names. Yang Changfan coughed and knocked on the door.

At this moment, Old Yang was looking at the book that Yang Changfan couldn't understand at all. His son didn't put it down after coming in, and just asked: "How is it?"

"Good."

"Let's have some tea first." Lao Yang frowned and pushed the teapot forward, "It smells like wine and fishy."

"There is no choice, I have to socialize." Yang Changfan thanked his father and poured himself a cup of tea to relieve his dry mouth.

"What are you going to socialize with them?" Lao Yang was still dissatisfied. "They are all soldiers who eat people and don't spit their bones."

"Tell my father, I'm thinking about doing some industry and asking for help from thousands of households."

"What can he help?"

"Haida."

"" Old Yang paused, suddenly got up and searched on the bookshelf, finally took out one and put it in front of Yang Changfan.

Yang Changfan looked closely and could barely understand it. He muttered the title of the book: "Wang Zhennong's Book."

"If you learn this thoroughly, it's not too late to do anything about sea fields." Old Yang snorted, "You think about the things in the world too simply. Not to mention planting seas, you can't even plant a piece of land for you."

"What my father taught me was that I took it away and read it." Yang Changfan had no intention of arguing and was about to leave after picking up the book.

"Go, you read it thoroughly. I'll pass you exam and go out again." Old Yang waved his hand and planned to end the conversation.

Oh, Damn.

Yang Changfan quickly opened it and found a page, looked at the line casually, and after reading for a long time, he probably said these words.

Because the objects were used to make tools, the Tianfu had already seen the long Ke. He hooked the crescent moon sickle and grinded it, and put it on the fork and walked two horns.

Not only can you not understand it, but you also don’t understand it completely. It is already a limit to be able to see it like this.

Looking at Yang Changfan's puzzled expression, Lao Yang then remembered: "By the way, you can't read, start with literacy."

So he got up again, and this time he found a stack of books and piled them for Yang Changfan: "You only need to count your brains in the world, and you don't have to find a teacher. Just learn by yourself. Come and ask me if you don't understand."

Yang Changfan looked at these terrible textbooks and felt for the first time how wonderful Chinese pinyin and simplified Chinese characters were.

He is not difficult to learn. If he has time, he will understand the current text language format, but that is just a tutoring lesson.

You have thoroughly understood that you don’t have that talent or time. Apart from studying, there are too many things to do in the world.

There is no way, even if you don’t want to, you have to accept it. Yang Changfan stacked these books together: “I will learn slowly.”

"Study hard." Lao Yang didn't expect to mention a word, "Learn these first, and then talk about Haitian."

"This" Yang Changfan was a little angry. You were always so kind at noon, so that we could live a comfortable life, so why did you turn your face and refuse to recognize others?

Old Yang still didn't put down the book, glanced at Yang Changfan with his eyes, and said proudly: "It's not forcing you to learn, but if you want to do things now, you have to learn the truth first. If you don't plant a sea field, you won't be in a hurry to learn."

Threats that threaten nude

"Can I understand what my father means like this?" Yang Changfan thought, "If you want to study, then just manage the fields at home. If you want to go out to do things, you have to study."

“It’s probably that.”

"Why do you have to"

"Changfan." Lao Yang finally put down the book and sighed, "If you are at home, you don't understand the truth, but now you have to go out to deal with people, you must read this book, otherwise you will lose face and lose home."

"I don't understand."

"You don't know the big words, of course you don't understand." Lao Yang finally exuded his resentment, "I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm afraid of you making a fortune. Today is a bracelet, tomorrow is gold, today is a gift, tomorrow is gambling. If you continue to do this, how many businesses will be enough for you to lose."

""

"In the past, I did not teach you a lesson. This is my fault, so I don't have much demands on you. Just don't cause trouble." Lao Yang was in a state of interest and said in one breath, "But now, if I don't care about you, no one will care about you. If you want to go out, you can study enough first."

"You insist that I'm a prodigal person." Yang Changfan felt a little stuffy in his chest. Even the boy could understand him, but why could not.

Lao Yang really can't understand. In his eyes, reading is the only way out, and culture is the only face. Although he has hated the imperial examinations, this does not mean that he rejects reading. If he doesn't know the words, he will go out. Isn't it just a fool to do anything.

"It's not a prodigal family, I'm using the bracelet to save you, but you treat it as a gift." Seeing that his son was obsessed, Lao Yang suddenly raised his hand and patted it on the table, and then pointed at his son and glared, "What qualifications do you have to do to plant the sea field? I won't give you what you want, and I will care about your mother's request. It's hard to say whether it's enough to fill in the sea field. Eat meat and drink with Pang Caiyi."

"You don't eat meat or drink wine when doing things."

"I understand the truth and know the right way. I read more books than you say, what do you know?"

When he was scolding, the sound of knocking on the door outside sounded, and Wu Linglong's voice came.

"Don't get angry, Changgui is going to bed, and he will go to the county tomorrow morning."

Yang Shouquan then lowered his voice and rushed outside, "Come in too, teach him a lesson."

Wu Linglong entered the room and glanced at his son, feeling a little complaining and a little distressed. After sighing, he stepped forward and helped Yang Shouquan sit down: "He is ignorant, everyone knows this, there is no need to get angry."

"I can't scold you if you are ignorant." Although Yang Shouquan sat down, his anger was not relieved. He pointed at Yang Changfan and cursed, "This is the first time he went out, he went to give gifts and drinks with the soldiers. If he lets him go to gambling with the house and the fields."

Wu Linglong quickly waved his hand to Yang Changfan, his eyes kept turning: "Come here quickly and apologize to your father."

Yang Changfan breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no way to communicate with each other. The soul talk at noon is fake. There is still an insurmountable gap between him and Yang Shouquan. But Yang Changfan was not angry. He understood why Yang Shouquan did not understand him.

"It's my son who is old to contradict you."

"Well" Yang Shouquan stopped cursing when he saw his son surrender, but he was still breathing heavily.

Wu Linglong quickly helped Lao Yang rub his chest, turned his head and scolded Yang Changfan, saying, "You should leave quickly."

Yang Changfan knew that his son and his father had no argument, so he turned around and was about to leave.

"Book." Yang Shouquan lit up the table and pointed to the pile of thick books.

Yang Changfan turned around and frowned and looked at his father.

"Take it back and read it well for me." Seeing Yang Changfan's expression, Yang Shouquan immediately came to Huo'er again, "If you don't read it, don't show me your eyes."

Looking at Yang Shouquan who was arrogant, Yang Changfan moved something in his heart.

I understand, you are for my own good.

But there is no way, I have my own path, the path I choose.

Yang Changfan's heart was resolved, his expression became firm, and he replied clearly: "Don't read."
Chapter completed!