Uncle Lai in the Red Chamber

Chapter 88 Li Wan’s decision
Rongguo Mansion, Li Wanyuan.

Li Wan watched his son put down his chopsticks, took the handkerchief from Su Yun, wiped his mouth seriously, then picked up the teacup in Biyue's hand, gargled a few mouthfuls, and spit it into the little maid's cup. In the holding spittoon.

He looked at little Jia Lan as if he were an adult, repeating the same thing again and again, his eyes full of relief.

"Take good care of your master in the school! Don't follow them in their mischief!"

"Mother don't worry, son will save!"

As he spoke, Jia Lan bowed to Li Wan again: "Mother! That son goes first!"

Li Wan raised his hand to reach above Jia Lan's head, hesitated for a moment, then patted his shoulder twice and said, "Go! Mom is waiting for you to come back for lunch."

Li Wan finally came back to his senses when he saw Jia Lan's thin figure turning around the screen wall in front of the courtyard gate.

Suyun had experienced her "escape" last time and never mentioned asking Lai Shangrong to teach. Li Wan, whenever he met Lai Shangrong or heard his name, unconsciously thought of the fierce battle in the small courtyard in the northeast corner. And his horrific pickle.

The master and the servant came to the same place by different routes, and they both kept secret about Lai Shangrong. Jia Lan could only hope for his studies in the school.

After more than a month of unremitting efforts and repeated back and forth, ethnic studies finally reopened at the end of February.

At first, Li Wan still had the idea of ​​preferring to be short, hoping that Jia Lian could hire a famous teacher from outside, but as time went by, he could only settle for the next best thing, and agreed to Jia Dairu's reassignment.

It wasn't that she looked down on Jia Dairu's teaching level. After all, he used to teach. It was just that Lai Shangrong took over the school and changed the day to half a day. Jia Dairu also knew about it, so as soon as Jia Lian found him, he proposed to use the old practice because of his old age. .

After struggling on this point for more than half a month, Jia Dairu refused to let go, and since there was no news from the external recruiter, he had no choice but to agree.

Ten days passed, and Jia Lan went to and from school on time every day. She gradually got used to the boring rhythm of watching her son go to school, going to Jia's mother to set rules, and waiting for her son to have lunch when she came back.

Every night in the dead of night, the scene of that day always comes to mind, but unknowingly, the mandarin duck in the room has become me.

Whenever I couldn't suppress the emotions in my heart, I shouted the more and more frequent code,
After feeling relieved, he felt full of guilt for his late husband.

But at night, it was like a fire in an old house, getting out of control and getting worse.

Su Yun threw the handkerchief in her hand to the little girl, turned around and saw Li Wan staring at the screen wall in a daze, and said softly: "Grandma! Don't worry! My brother is the most sensible. When you asked him last time, didn't he also say that he has been in school recently? Do you understand everything it says?"

Li Wan let out a long breath, and his eyes gradually became focused.

"Well! Let's go! Go to the old lady's place!"

Bring Suyun to Rongqing Hall.

I met Jia Mu, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang and others, and wentssiping with Jia Mu and others for a while, when suddenly Baoyu came in.

After Baoyu met Jia Mu and others, she tried to ask: "Baoyu, why didn't you go to school today?"

She didn't care about Baoyu's studies, but it was not too early or too late, and she was afraid that something would happen in the school, so that Baoyu would come back early.

Baoyu smiled and said: "Back to sister-in-law, I took leave today and didn't go to school!"

Hearing that something was wrong in the school, Li Wan took his heart back and joked: "Be careful, I will come back to test your homework!"

Baoyu waved his hand and said: "Brother Lai has already reached the middle level for us, but the master turned around and said what he said before. It doesn't matter if he doesn't get up, there is no need to delay!"

When Li Wan heard Brother Lai, there was a buzz in his head. He felt his cheeks burning hot. After calming down, he remembered Baoyu's evaluation of Jia Dairu's teaching and was about to ask about the specific situation.

I heard Baoyu say to Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and others: "I'm leaving first, Jingqing is still waiting there!"

Sister Feng joked: "I told you not to take the exam, otherwise our family will throw a big show for you right now!"

Li Wan asked weakly: "What's the big show? Where is Baoyu going?" The Lantern Festival scandal was not a secret among the upper echelons of the house, so much so that the words "Rong Ge's daughter-in-law" were now used in the house. It's taboo. No one in the know wants to get into trouble with this in front of Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang.

Of course, the senior management did not include Li Wan, so when she asked this question, no one responded to her, which was quite embarrassing for a while.

Jia's mother also felt that everyone's performance was too obvious, so she said lightly: "That Qin Zhong of the Qin family has been selected as a scholar, and he has a banquet today, and asked someone to invite Baoyu!"

Jia Mu said this indifferently, but it was like a drop of water in a hot oil pan, exploding in Li Wan's heart.

He lost his voice and said: "He...how old is he?"

"He's as big as Baoyu!" Sister Feng then smiled at Jia Mu and said, "Baoyu won so many first places in school, that is, he didn't take the exam, otherwise he would definitely come back with another first place!"

Everyone praised the treasure and jade several times to Mrs. Jia and Mrs. Wang.

Li Wan knew that he had made a mistake and did not dare to ask again. He kept his thoughts in his heart and laughed along with him. However, his heart was already in turmoil, and his smile seemed a bit distorted.

After finally getting through the time, I returned home in despair, only to find Jia Lan sitting in the study.

He quickly walked in and said sternly: "Why are you back so early?"

Jia Lan put down the book and said obediently: "My grandpa said he was not feeling well, so I let him go early today!"

"Your second uncle said that all the lessons my grandpa taught were taught before, but is that true?"

She was afraid of the excuse Baoyu made up to skip class, and wanted to confirm it with her son.

Jialan nodded and said, "I have indeed been there before."

Li Wan screamed sadly: "You kid, why didn't you tell me earlier? You know everything about strange things!"

Jia Lan said as if he were a young adult: "It's not a bad thing to review something old and learn something new. It's not a bad thing to do it again! It's just..."

"What is it?"

"It's just that what my grandpa said was not as detailed as my uncle's, so my second uncle was a little impatient to listen!"

Then he comforted him: "Don't worry, mother. Even though I speak slower, I can always catch up with the previous progress."

Yes, we can always catch up with the previous progress, but how long will it take?

I thought that my son's studies would be improved after school started again, but unexpectedly he went back to the previous courses. It would be fine if he could really review the past and learn new things. But listening to what Baoyu and Jia Lan said, it turned out to be the same as failing.

It's just that it's easier to invite gods than to send them away. After all, Jia Dairu is an elder. According to his teachings of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, this year will be wasted.

Sailing against the current will lead to retreat. In the same year of teaching, Qin Zhong became a scholar, but his son could only waste one year.

This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that Jia Zheng will not fire Jia Dairu when he comes back. Then it is really...

After struggling for so long to get such a result, Li Wan felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

If he is willing to accept his son as his disciple...

Although my son is still young, the next college examination will be in two years.

Thinking of this, the fire in my heart started to heat up again...

(End of this chapter)