Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

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He swallowed the words he was about to say. How could he bring his daughter to school?

Jiang Mingshun smiled sheepishly, pulled Jiang Jinyu and said, "No, I'm sending my daughter to Mrs. Wu's place."

There was a flash of confusion in the scholar's eyes, but he still whispered softly: "These are all Mr. Wu's new male students."

"If you are looking for Mrs. Wu, you don't have to wait in line here, just go forward."

"Thank you, thank you so much." Hearing this, Jiang Mingshun gratefully offered his hand to the young scholar. "

The scholar smiled and shook his head: "It's just a little effort."

Jiang Mingshun thanked him again, and then led Jiang Jinyu around the team and walked forward.

Although there was a traffic jam, the queue was actually not very long, and the two of them soon arrived at the gate of Wu's house.

There was only a bookboy-looking person outside the door, sitting behind a table with a pen and paper in hand.

Jiang Mingshun stood nearby and listened for a while, perhaps thinking that he was a spectator watching the excitement, but no one rushed him to line up at the back.

The boy lowered his head and kept asking, "Name, age, where do you live? How many years have you been in school? How much have you studied?"

The people standing at the table answered one by one. The boy wrote as he said and let the ink dry before handing the paper to him: "Take this paper and go to the lecture hall inside to find Mr. Wu."

"Come forward next!"

Jiang Ming understood, and shyly raised his hands to the people around him, walked closer and asked, "Is Mrs. Wu's girls' school also registered here?"

The bookboy raised his head and looked up and down: "Go to the newly opened back door. The girls' school is in the second courtyard."

Jiang Mingshun smiled awkwardly: "I wonder where the back door is? Can someone show me the way?"

Tong Tong has only been here once, and someone still took him with him last time. He really didn’t know where to find the back door.

The book boy was also in a dilemma: "I'm busy here."

There was still a long queue behind him, so it was a big deal for him to leave.

The people around who were watching with their ears pricked up quickly said, "Sure, you can't leave!"

"If you leave, what will we do?"

There was no other way, the bookboy was hesitating to let them in through the main entrance, and then let Mr. Wu take them to find Mrs. Wu.

Just at this moment, a man dressed as a scholar walked out of the yard.

He glanced at the crowd and was about to leave when his eyes swept across two figures and suddenly stopped: "Uncle Jiang?"

"And Sister Fish Girl? Why are you here?"

Jiang Ming followed the reputation and saw an acquaintance: "Master Qi?"

Qi Yanheng stood up straight and said seriously: "Just call me Yanheng."

He glanced at Jiang Jinyu, remembered the conversation he just heard at the door, and asked, "Uncle, are you going to send your sister Yu Niang to a girls' school?"

"I know where the back door is, how about I take you there?"

Jiang Mingshun's eyes lit up: "Really?"

After that, seeing that he was still wearing a scholar's green shirt, he said sheepishly: "Are you going to school now?"

"If I can't delay your studies, just tell me how to get there."

Qi Yanheng waved his hand: "No problem, I have already reported my name to Mr. Wu, and I want to go home."

"Lectures will officially start tomorrow."

As he said that, he immediately walked ahead.

When Jiang Mingshun thought that he had indeed walked from the inside out, he followed suit and walked forward quickly.Only the book boy who had not yet reacted was left gaping at the backs of several people: "This, this, how did he come out..."

"No, I have to go back and tell the master..."

The bookboy put down his pen and wanted to turn around, but the person behind him grabbed his arm: "What are you going to do?"

"We still haven't finished remembering so many people!"

"That's right, we've finally arrived after waiting for so long, so you can board for us first and then leave."

"No! This is going to delay our child's study!"

"Little brother, you..."

The book boy who was unable to move could only sit down again and wave the brush faster.

Compared to the front door where there was already a long queue, the back door was indeed much deserted.

A long table was also set up at the door, but sitting behind the door was a young girl dressed as a maid.

Qi Yanheng stopped walking after he sent the person nearby: "It's just ahead."

Jiang Mingshun took a look and quickly thanked him: "Thank you, thank you very much."

Qi Yanheng shook his head and said no more: "You guys get busy first, and I'll go back first."

Without waiting for a reply, he turned and left after speaking.

However, within a few breaths, he could no longer even see his back. Jiang Mingshun sighed: "This young master Qi, his movements are really nimble!"

Jiang Jinyu's mouth twitched and she pulled her father to queue.
Yes, there is still a queue, but this queue is much shorter. There are only three people in front of it, a boy, a girl, two middle-aged people and a little girl. They are obviously elders who come to send their children to school.

The person in front finished registering quickly, and the two adults stayed outside. Only the little girl walked in, carrying an exquisite small bookcase on her back.

Jiang Jinyu glanced at her and walked to the desk to stand.

The registering girl took out another piece of rice paper and asked: "Name, age, where you live..."

As expected, it was the same question. Jiang Jinyu raised his eyebrows and answered slowly without Jiang Mingshun opening his mouth.

The girl looked up curiously several times while writing notes on the paper.

I'm afraid I also want to see which little girl is so brave.

After drying the ink, the young girl bypassed Jiang Mingshun and handed the paper directly to Jiang Jinyu. At the end, she warned: "After entering, walk along the veranda on the right. The lecture hall is on the right side of the courtyard."

Jiang Jinyu smiled gratefully, pursed her lips and said, "I understand."

Jiang Mingshun touched his nose and lamented that he had no use for himself.

As if something suddenly occurred to him, he patted his head, took off his purse from his waist, and stuffed it into Jiang Jinyu's schoolbag: "I almost forgot. When you go in, remember to hand Xiu Xiu over to Mrs. Wu."

Jiang Jinyu's backpack was made by Bai after she drew a picture. It was modeled after the style of a backpack. Although it was not as elaborate as those famous brand-name schoolbags that conformed to human mechanics and other gimmicks in previous lives, it was compared to the common backpacks and bookcases nowadays. Cloth backpacks can be much more comfortable and convenient.

She reached out and touched the raised area at the bottom of the bag, nodded and said, "Okay."

Jiang Mingshun suddenly felt a sense of reluctance, and even the excitement and joy of the past few days were diluted a lot.

Just like every old father sending his child to kindergarten for the first time.

Jiang Jinyu didn't have so many emotional changes. After she finished speaking, she turned around and entered the courtyard.

If she goes in now, she will be able to come out in the afternoon at the most, and she may even be able to go home soon. Does she have to hold her father's lap and cry like she did when she was in kindergarten in her previous life? She is no longer a child.

Jiang Jinyu, who was not a child, didn't take two steps before he encountered a real crying child.

It was the little girl who signed up in front of her, who was huddled in the corner of the verandah wiping her tears.