The Red Mansion En Xiaohou

Chapter 9 Admission
Jia Zheng usually taught his children very strictly about reading and conduct. Jia Zhu was an example, but later Jia Baoyu and Jia Huan were involved.

Jia Baoyu didn't like reading by nature, so he turned a deaf ear to Jia Zheng's teachings and hated some of the truths he said. Whenever he got into trouble because of this, Jia's mother protected him.

Seeing that Jia Baoyu was useless, he remembered that there was another spare tire, Jia Huan, and put all his thoughts on Jia Huan, and Jia Baoyu was already in a state of being free.

It's just that he paid attention to it a little late, as Jia Huan had already been led astray by Aunt Zhao.

Jia Huan could pretend for a while, but not for the rest of his life.

After discovering Jia Huan's true nature, no matter how Jia Zheng taught him, Jia Huan's nature was easy to change.

The three views and habits that have been formed as early as childhood, it is difficult for him to get rid of them when he grows up.

Jia Zheng who came in saw the two pulling, and Aunt Zhao fell to the ground.

Jia Zheng subconsciously thought that Jia Huan had pushed Aunt Zhao, so he slapped Jia Huan in anger.

"Little beast, why are you pushing your own mother?"

Jia Huan was stunned and sat on the ground, covering his face and being numb. He didn't mean it, he just didn't want Aunt Zhao to snatch the box away.

Jia Zheng went to help Aunt Zhao, and Aunt Zhao pulled Jia Zheng. Seeing Jia Huan's red face, her eyes widened, and her eyes were full of distress.

"Master, Huan'er didn't push me, it was just to carry the box, I accidentally fell down."

Aunt Zhao took Jia Zheng's arm and explained to Jia Huan. She gave Jia Huan a distressed look and motioned for him to speak.

Jia Huan covered her face and spoke in a daze.

"I didn't want to push my mother."

Jia Zheng's attention was attracted by the box in Aunt Zhao's mouth, and Jia Huan's explanation was no longer important.

Looking at the box, it is a book box, and the wood and workmanship are all high-quality things, which are far from what Jia Huan and Aunt Zhao can afford.

Reminiscent of what he heard about Jia Huan before, Jia Huan's character is even more crooked than he thought.

Now that they are all doing sneaky things, Jia Zheng's eyebrows are frowned.

"Nie Zhan, where did you get this box?"

Jia Zheng loudly asked Jia Huan where the box came from, and Jia Huan was so frightened that he went away.

This time Jia Zheng really wronged Jia Huan. Jia Huan really didn't steal. The young Jia Huan looked at Jia Zheng in fear.

Jia Zheng was about to run away, believing that his son had stolen something, and seeing that Jia Huan was about to be beaten, Aunt Zhao hugged the furious Jia Zheng tightly.

"Jashan gave it to me, and I didn't steal it."

Jia Huan cried loudly, took out the key hanging around his neck and opened the box to prove his innocence.

It was full of books, even Jia Huan would not steal a box of books back.

Jia Zheng took out the books inside one by one, looked carefully, and found that they were all useful books. It was really not like Jia Huan to steal a box of books.

Jia Zheng put down the book, his face looked better, and he showed a fatherly smile to Jia Huan.

"Since it was given to you by Jia Shan, just keep it. They are books that are useful to you. Read them carefully.

Jia Shan will go to school tomorrow, and you are not much younger than him, and you don't always look good at home. In two days, you will go to the ethnology school and study hard with your master. "

Jia Huan showed a reluctance expression on his face.

Being seen by Jia Zheng, Jia Zheng sighed. He did not have high requirements for his youngest son, as long as he was an upright person.

Aunt Zhao put these into a bookcase and put them in a place where she could always see them. Then she gave Jia Huan a few instructions and pulled Jia Zheng out of Jia Huan's room.

Mrs. Wang in the main courtyard of Rongqing Hall knelt in front of the Buddha statue, closed her eyes and chanted sutras, twirling the beads in her hands.

Zhou Rui's family came back from listening to the wall in Aunt Zhao's yard, and bent down to salute Mrs. Wang.

"Madam, it's stopped over there. Master asked Jia Huan to go to the clan school in two days."

Zhou Rui's family's voice reached Mrs. Wang's ears in a moderate tone.

Mrs. Wang opened her eyes and looked up at the Buddha statue enshrined in front of her, and stretched out her hand to signal that Zhou Rui's family helped Mrs. Wang up from the futon.

Mrs. Wang sat down calmly with the Buddhist beads in her hands, without any displeasure on her face, and asked Zhou Rui's family to pour her a glass of water to moisten her throat.

"Huan'er has also reached the age when she should study, so she will give her five taels of silver over tomorrow, and it's all due to my wife's kindness."

Mrs. Wang asked Zhou Rui's family to send money to Jia Huan.

Surprise flashed across Zhou Rui's face. She knew how much her wife hated that mother and son. Now that little beast is going to school, her wife didn't react at all. This is not normal.

"Madam, aren't you worried that Jia Huan will learn to ride on our brother's head?"

Zhou Rui's family, who couldn't figure out Mrs. Wang's thoughts, felt a little anxious, and didn't realize what they said wrong.

There was a gloomy look in Wang's eyes.

What is Jia Huan riding on Baoyu's head? Does Jia Huan deserve it?

What Zhou Rui's family said offended Mrs. Wang, and Mrs. Wang looked up at Zhou Rui's family.

"How can you guess what happens to my master? Go back and receive your punishment yourself."

Hearing the anger in Mrs. Wang's tone, the Zhou Rui family apologized quickly.

Having followed Wang for many years, she knew Wang's temper best. She was undoubtedly jumping back and forth on her weak point just now.

Mrs. Wang's complexion returned to calm again.

There was a slut who flirted with the master every day, and the little beast she gave birth to wanted to compete with her precious jade. Mrs. Wang sneered in her heart.

"I just heard Huan'er stole something."

Doubt flashed in Zhou Ruijia's eyes.

Mrs. Wang glared at Zhou Rui's family bitterly, and secretly scolded Zhou Rui's family as idiots.

The Zhou Rui family suddenly understood, with a look of understanding on their faces, and they bowed to Mrs. Wang and stepped back.

Mrs. Wang continued to worship the Buddha. There was such a commotion just now, and it was not up to her to decide what others thought of it.

In the early morning, the carriage of Rongguo Mansion stopped near the Imperial College.

At this time, a lot of carriages had parked at the gate of the primary school attached to Guozijian, and these were all students who came here to go to school.

Jia Shan and her boy walked into the Daqian state-run elementary school affiliated with the Imperial College. A waiter saw Jia Shan's unfamiliar face and stopped her.

"This young master is entering school for the first time."

Jia Shan nodded, and the waiter brought Jia Shan to the doctor on duty today.

Jia Shan said her name, and the doctor sized her up and down with haughty eyes, without even investigating, and directly arranged Jia Shan in the yellow class, the worst class in the small class.

Jia Shan was very dissatisfied with the doctor with the long forehead, but he had just entered school and could not challenge his master, so he could only swallow his prejudice.

After handing in the Shuxiu, Jia Shan followed the waiter to his class.

Along the way, the waiter introduced him to the rules of the Guozijian Primary School, which he knew at home.

The Affiliated Primary School of Guozijian is divided into three stages: high school and primary school. Students entering here must pass the grade assessment before they can advance to the next grade.

In addition, there is a monthly exam every month. Excellent results in the monthly exam will directly determine his class placement.

He can only jump to one class for each monthly exam. Each class learns different things and the progress is also different. If he wants to jump to the Tianzi class, he needs to go through three months of study.

The good time flowed from the fingertips, and Jia Shan wished to give the doctor Bang Bang two punches.

(End of this chapter)