The next morning, Sun Yue slept and woke up naturally. When he opened his eyes, Lao Cao's family had already reconciled the noodles. The big, oily and yellow dough was quietly lying on the chopping board, waiting for the door to open to welcome guests at any time.

Sun Yue washed his hands and wanted to help, but was stopped by Lao Cao. "Big nephew, don't get started. We can do this kind of kitchen work. You have been praised by the government and will be your husband in the future. Go and review your books quickly, don't delay your studies."

Sun Yue was naturally embarrassed and rolled up his sleeves and wanted to help a little, but Cao Ni'er pushed him out: "Go and go, don't make trouble, you won't be able to talk to each other at all, just write your broken words."

Sun Chunming thought for a while and said, "Go, it's more important to study. Remember your Uncle Cao's friendship. If you can make a name for yourself in the future, don't forget to repay you."

Lao Cao smiled and said, "Brother, I see that your hands are also tender and tender. You must have never done any work. I think you are a scholar, so why don't you stop too? It's enough for me and Ni'er."

Sun Chunming smiled and shook his head and said, "Born in a chaotic world, I am the most useless scholar. My child is lucky and I have caught up with the peaceful world. I don't have that blessing. I delayed it when I was young. Now I will study again, it's too late."

Just kidding, studying alone is expensive enough. If two people study together, can this small shop be able to afford it? How can Lao Cao have no objection over time? Both children are working, and even his mother is doing housework. How can he be lazy?

Sun Yue returned to the inner room, spread out the paper, found a book of the Analects of Confucius and started copying it. In this way, practicing calligraphy and memorizing it will be both good. Even if this word is too small, it is still waste paper. After practicing for a day, you will have to make a whole lot of money by just writing and ink paper.

After a while, the house opened for sale and the rest were busy, and he was the only one who was practicing calligraphy in the next room. This made him feel guilty, but he had to shake his head and drive away such strange ideas, forcing himself to concentrate on the book.

After a while in the morning, Sun Yue hurried over and said, "Dad, let's go and say crosstalk."

Sun Chunming shook his head and said, "I won't talk about crosstalk anymore. I will change to stand-alone storytelling in the future. You can study hard."

Sun Yue said anxiously: "But I'm tired of learning! I have copied the Analects of Confucius three times."

"If you are tired of learning, go and have a party with Dajun. I will buy you another book on Spring and Autumn."

The army was the child of Lao Cao, who was about the same age as his physiological age as his. He was named Cao Jun. When Lao Cao gave birth to him, he might have wanted him to join the army. When he heard this, he immediately came over with his eyes. He had wanted to play with Sun Yue for a long time, but he never dared to disturb his studies.

Sun Yue's eyes were a little wet, and she wiped it and said, "No, I've gone to practice calligraphy. There is not enough paper at home. I'll buy some paper first."

Lao Cao said, "Don't go, let Ni'er go."

"oh."

Cao Ni'er responded reluctantly, withdrew the money and went to buy paper for Sun Yue.

Sun Yue sighed, poured a bowl of water for Cao's mother, served her to drink, and then sat alone on the bed and became depressed.

Cao Jun came over and said, "What's wrong with Brother Sun? I think you are not very happy. You don't have to work, why are you still unhappy?"

Sun Yue smiled bitterly and said, "It is precisely because I don't let me work that I am unhappy. You are still young and don't understand. By the way, do you want to read?"

Cao Jun shook his head and said, "I don't want to, my father said I'm not that material."

"Then what do you want to do in the future."

"I want to join the army in the future. I have food to eat when I join the army. When the Khitans come, I will protect you."

Cao's mother interrupted, "I am really a good grandson and ambitious."

Sun Yue could only smile bitterly. Among the 360 ​​ancestry in the Northern Song Dynasty, the worst was to join the army. However, I can't say this. They have all experienced the great pain of the wars of the Five Dynasties. I'm afraid that only the two of them in the world really believe that the prosperity is coming soon. Even Zhao Kuangyin himself, would he dare to pat his chest and guarantee that he would not be the sixth among the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms?

However, it is still possible to be tempted by one's hands, and then said, "If you want to join the army, you will have to wait for you to grow up for at least ten years. So what do you want to do in these ten years."

Cao Jun bit his lip and thought for a while, saying, "I don't know, but I see you make a lot of money by saying crosstalk, and it seems quite interesting. If you don't talk about it in the future, why don't you tell Uncle Sun?"

Sun Yue smiled and said, "Okay, then I will teach you when I have time. Actually, my father and I are not professional. I have heard it before. Just learn a few jokes and think about it slowly."

"Um."

While talking, Cao Ni'er came back, holding a thick piece of paper in her hand, and bought a box of ink, put it in front of Sun Yue, "Here, your paper."

"I'm sorry, sister, can I teach you the word "consciousness"?"

"No, no, don't, I'm always too much to learn, so Master Sun will learn, I'm going to help with the work."

Before leaving, he pulled Cao Jun's head and said, "Let's go, you want to study even if you do. You can't afford to support two scholars at home."

"oh."

This little chattering pierced his heart like a knife, but Sun Yue couldn't refute it.

Cao's mother said on the side: "The grandson doesn't know her like her, and the woman has never seen the world."

As she said that, the old lady made an orange from somewhere. It was just spring and the fruit was very fresh. But yesterday she was happy to buy a filial piety to the old lady, but she didn't expect she didn't eat it at all.

"Come on, eat quickly, don't let your father and Uncle Cao see it."

"Big Mother, this is a filial piety to you, why didn't you eat?"

"The old guy is old, and no good thing is smelly when you enter your mouth. I dare not waste it. You are useless in your studies and will make up for it."

While talking, he peeled off the oranges and stuffed them into Sun Yue's mouth one by one.

“Is it delicious?”

The oranges of this season were collected in Huainan in advance. They were stored in the cellars. They were delicious. No one wanted them for free in the future. However, Sun Yue also smiled and said, "It tastes delicious, but it's sweet, so my mother can eat them too."

"I won't eat it, you eat it."

However, Cao's mother refused to accept it and insisted on giving it to Sun Yue, until the whole orange was finished, and her mouth was full of sour and bitter taste. Sun Yue said, "I'm full, and I'm going to Wenshu."

Back at the house, spread out the paper and ground the ink, Sun Yue took a deep breath. The inferior ink had an unpleasant smell, and he didn't feel disgusted at this time. Outside, a large group of rough men listening to books were applauding in a mess and very noisy way. He didn't feel disturbed. He wrote the Analects on the yellow paper and copied the Analects of Confucius: Establishing one's life is the first priority, and establishing one's learning is the basis for reading.

I thought to myself: I could even pass the 985 exam in my previous life, so I don’t believe that I won’t pass the top scorer in this life.
Chapter completed!