The story of a farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 179 Don’t Punish the Little Black House’s Children to Go to School (2)
The dean smiled and said: "Yeah, it's not you, I'm bothered too, why don't you help solve this matter?"

Lin Xiaowei can't wait to slap himself to death, why dig a hole for himself if he has nothing to do, isn't it, but he must be fooled at this moment, "My dear dean, what you said, even though he did it like this , is optimistic about our academy, how can we stop people from coming in, even though they like to give gifts, as long as they are good children, we still have to accept them, after all, no one knows what their future will be like."

"It's good that you know it, don't make mistakes. This time you won't be punished to enter the small black room, just watch and copy the Tao Te Ching. As for how many times you copy it, you can decide for yourself." The dean smiled. He stroked his white beard and left, but the look in his eyes clearly said that the more he copied, the better.

Lin Xiaowei wanted to vomit blood. In his previous life, he chose calligraphy because of his hobby. In this life, he didn't want to. He had to copy a lot every time. This dean was "really kind" to him.

As soon as the dean left, the well-meaning teachers came over and looked at him with pitiful eyes one by one, "Mr. Qingfeng, this time you can ask for blessings." Calligraphy competition.

"That's right. I still have a lot of things to do. I heard that the dean is here again, so I hurried over here to intercede for you. But it's good that you are free right now."

Lin Xiaowei really wanted to give him a slap in the face. Damn, it’s a good thing if you don’t get into trouble, and plead with me. In the past, every time I was punished, it wasn’t because you talked nonsense in front of the dean, otherwise why would you have been punished for so long.

After the others said a few words casually, they left one after another, leaving Lin Xiaowei sitting there alone and sighing.It's really not a good thing to have a dean who loves calligraphy. Didn't he just fight calligraphy with him that time, and the wrong thing was recorded, and he was punished from time to time, so stingy.

While he was complaining, Ren Xiao had already brought the two children to the door, pointed to the door and said, "Children, this is Honghui Academy. You will take classes here in the future, so you must study hard."

"Auntie, I know, I will take good care of my brother." Ning Tiancheng looked at her very obediently, and smiled with a good temper.

Ren Xiao pinched his face and said with a smile: "Take care of yourself during get out of class, after class or what, if you can make more friends, make more good friends, if you can't, then play by yourself."

There are also children of aristocratic families who study here, and most of them look down on the children of poor and merchant families, so she has to keep the two children from being harmed no matter what.

Arriving at the registration place, I happened to find Lin Xiaowei who was pretending to be dead. Ren Xiao slapped him and said angrily, "I told you to pick us up at the door, but you didn't go, and you're still sleeping here, do you have any sense of master?" ?”

Lin Xiaowei curled his lips, "Fa Kaisen, I was fined again today."

Ren Xiao was stunned, "What does your punishment have to do with me? I said, have you arranged for the two of them to enroll?" This guy was hit again.

Lin Xiaowei got up from the soft couch stiffly, and found two postcards on one side of the bookshelf, which were the enrollment stickers for two children.

Ren Xiao smiled, "Xiaomian, you are quite capable, if you need me again in the future, I will definitely come to you."

Lin Xiaowei stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Sprinkle the water, why don't you hurry up and report to their teacher, or you will be punished if you go late."

"You were punished by your dean, right?" She heard people say that Mr. Qingfeng was punished again on the way here just now. It's so pitiful, but she thinks that this guy should be punished just work.

(End of this chapter)