Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

As soon as Cheng Dazhu opened his mouth, several men listened consciously.

"Grandpa, just ask whatever you want to ask." Cheng Minglian said.

Cheng Mingyi and others looked at Cheng Dazhu, waiting for him to speak.

"I was just talking to your third uncle about Mingli's enrollment. I mentioned that you had never enrolled in a private school. In the past, our family's conditions did not allow it and we could only afford one scholar. But now it is different. As long as the family's soap business continues, we can It can support two or even three scholars."

"In order to prevent you from having any regrets, I still plan to ask you if you want to enroll in a private school. If so, go to the private school with your cousin tomorrow to talk to Mr. Yu."

Cheng Mingyi was silent. He really wanted to study when he was a child. It was very difficult for his third uncle to support him at home. He wanted to go but could not.

Cheng Mingzhi forced a smile and said, "Grandpa, I won't go."

Now that you are married and have a family, how can you do whatever you want?

Supporting a family is a serious matter, not to mention that they are so old; wouldn't it be a joke to go to school again?

"Grandpa, I won't go either. I don't like reading. I can just make soap at home and earn money. As long as life at home is easy, it doesn't matter whether we study or not." Cheng Minglian shook his head quickly.

Cheng Mingxin said with a face of resistance: "Grandpa, I can't go to school. It's better for me to do business than to study."

"Minglian and Mingxin don't want to go, and Mingzhi doesn't want to go either. Mingyi, what about you?" Cheng Dazhu asked casually.

Cheng Mingyi shook his head silently. After a moment, he adjusted his mood and smiled.

"Grandpa, we are already so old, and we will make people laugh if we go to school again. We are learning Chinese characters with our third uncle, and we can be considered to be able to write and do math. There is no need to waste money to go to a private school."

Cheng Dazhu pondered for a moment and asked solemnly: "Have you made up your mind? I'm only asking you this time. If you miss it, you won't have the chance."

Cheng Minglian and Cheng Mingxin wished no one would ask again.

"Grandpa, I think very clearly. If I don't study, I won't go to a private school until I die. I can't sit still and listen to the Master every day." Cheng Mingxin finished speaking and stepped back involuntarily.

Cheng Minglian nodded repeatedly and leaned closer to Mingxin, "Grandpa, don't ask me either."

After Cheng Mingyi figured it out, his complicated emotions dissipated and he smiled at them.

"Grandpa, our family is living a good life now. We just need to work hard; we don't have to think about the things we can't touch. It's good to have a little cousin in the family to go to school. In the future, when the little cousin studies, we will also benefit. .”

"Yes, little cousin, study hard and get a good name so that your brothers can take advantage of it." Cheng Minglian smiled brightly and patted Cheng Mingli on the shoulder.

The brothers didn't want to go, so Cheng Dazhu gave up.

"If you don't want to study, then work hard. It's time to get busy."

"Okay, Grandpa, let's go right away."

The brothers left quickly. Cheng Dazhu watched them leave before looking back, "Mingli, I heard what your brothers said. They work hard, and you study hard."

"Grandfather, don't worry, my grandson will study carefully." He is the one who wants to support his sister. He may not be able to support his sister in business, but he can definitely be an official.

He wants to be a high official and become his sister's support.

Cheng Yuanxi's face was soft, and he rubbed his son's thick hair, "You must do what you say, and you can't slap yourself in the face, you know?"

"Dad, I will definitely do what I said." Cheng Mingli looked serious and solemn, and Cheng Dazhu and Cheng Yuanxi laughed in unison.

"Then work hard, son!"

"Uh-huh."

Cheng Mingli nodded repeatedly, standing in the way, so he went over to sit with his father; watching the wood in his father's hand turn from wood to soap mold little by little, he thought it would be boring, but unexpectedly, he saw something Come to the door. Now that you are interested, join.

"Dad, please teach me how to do carpentry."

"Want to learn?" Cheng Yuanxi asked uncertainly.

Cheng Mingli nodded heavily, "I think if I learn carpentry, I can make boxes, molds, and gadgets for my sister to play with."

"You just need to study hard, why should you learn carpentry?" Cheng Dazhu shook his head, his face full of disapproval.

Cheng Mingli pursed his lips and said, "Grandpa, studying does not prevent me from learning carpentry."

Is "." something that doesn't interfere? It is the elders who want the younger generations to concentrate on progress.

"Dad, Mingli has been sensible since he was a child. He knows what to do and what not to do; he also knows when to do things. He must be able to learn carpentry after he has done well in his studies."

Cheng Yuanxi helped, and Cheng Dazhu softened his heart when he saw his little granddaughter nodding along.

"You can study, but you can't delay studying."

"Okay! Grandpa, don't worry, I won't delay my studies to learn carpentry."

With Cheng Dazhu's nod, Cheng Yuanxi taught him personally; he started with the soap mold, which is the simplest kind of carpentry work. He dug out the grooves bit by bit, and then polished the grooves smooth.

It seems simple, but it requires patience.

People who are impatient will make the work irritable and there will always be problems of one kind or another; such as hangnails, uneven grooves, etc. The perseverance and patience of the craftsman, as well as the strict self-requirements for the works he produces.

As father and son, one is willing to learn and the other is happy to teach, Cheng Mingli quickly mastered the steps and basic skills of making molds.

Then, Cheng Yuanxi led him to do it slowly, first mastering the skills he learned; after he became proficient, he could use them freely and then he could learn other skills.

Cheng Dazhu saw the deeds of their father and son in his eyes, and he had to say that among the whole family, only the grandson of the third bedroom was good at everything; he was still young, so he was at an age where he could be polished.

Jade is not cut, not a device.

That's probably how it came about.

The father and son were doing carpentry work seriously, Cheng Dazhu shook his head slightly, and for a moment he didn't know whether it was right to agree to his grandson's carpentry training.

He was too focused, as if everything was inferior to what he had in hand; he had only seen this level of concentration when Cheng Mingli was reading. If he equated carpentry with reading, he didn't know how his grandson would grow up in the end. For what kind of person.

A craftsman? Or a scholar?

Cheng Dazhu was confused for a moment, then shook his head and stopped looking. The few molds he had at home were simply not enough. If he wanted to mass-produce in the future, the more molds the better.

In the middle of the afternoon, they were busy and had enough lard. They called Mingyi to take him to make alkali, and then they did the operation without Mingyi's intervention.

Mingyi returned to the hospital and guarded the soap that had almost cooled down. When the time was up, she poked the prepared transparent soap.

One poke and it solidified.

Stiff.

She took a small wooden knife and cut it from the edge of the mold, and the solidified transparent soap separated from the mold. When the entire soap separated from the mold and rolled down on her legs together, she immediately looked at the shape of the soap.

The long soap mold naturally produces a long bar of soap; however, small light yellow wild flowers are added inside, which gives it a unique wild charm.