Lingquan Space, take your cute baby to farm

Chapter 72 My old man has a lot of them, so you don’t need to buy them for your son.
"Okay, grandma!"

Qiao Sheng has always been good at climbing up the pole. People have said so. If she still screams like that, it would be a bit unethical.

"Good, good, good!"

Nalan Ruolan smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a straight line.

Two quarters of an hour passed, and several deep bells came from inside.

Qiao Sheng subconsciously looked inside, but she couldn't see anything because of the wall.

Nalan Ruolan explained: "This is the bell. It rings seven times when class is over and ten times during get out of class."

"Ah."

Josh nodded.

The two of them started chatting again.

Half an hour passed.

An old man with gray hair and wearing a blue robe walked over from the side.

As the distance gets closer.

Qiao Sheng saw clearly the old man's appearance.

He has peach blossom eyes and a fairly fair complexion. Although there are wrinkles on his face, it can still be seen that he looked good when he was young.

Nalan Ruolan raised his hand and said, "Old man, you're here. Come and sit down."

Soon.

The old man sat down next to Nalan Ruolan. As soon as he sat down, his eyes fell on her face: "I heard your laughter from so far away. What makes you so happy?"

"Isn't it good that I'm happy?"

Nalan Ruolan asked him.

The old man's expression paused and he said: "Of course, I'm just curious why you are so happy. I'll ask you, old woman, why are you so fierce?"

"Am I fierce?"

Nalan Ruolan asked him in a loud voice.

The old man shook his head quickly.

Josh: "..."

Could it be that he has rake ears?Strict wife control?

Nalan Ruolan suddenly realized that Qiao Sheng was here. She smiled and said, "Girl Qiao, my wife and I often quarrel like this, which makes you laugh."

Hear the words.Qiao Sheng said: "It's okay, I think it's good. If I can be like you in the future, I might wake up laughing in my dreams."

The old man finally understood why his wife was so happy.

Can you not be happy to have such a talkative girl here?

Nalan Ruolan became even more happy, and she opened her mouth to introduce.

"Girl Qiao, this is my husband-in-law. His name is Feng Qingyang. He is the only master in our private school. There are now eleven students in total."

so little?
Qiao Sheng asked aloud: "Are there any requirements for admission?"

"want…"

Before Feng Qingyang could even speak a few words, Nalan Ruolan glanced sideways.

His wife is really spoiled by him!
no way.

Who told him to spoil her?

Feng Qingyang looked at Qiao Sheng and said, "In our private school, there are five training sessions per year..."

"Well, how much?"

Nalan Ruolan asked him with raised eyebrows.

Is he shameless?
Feng Qingyang slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Can you let me finish what I'm saying?"

Nalan Ruolan didn't say anything and just looked at him.

Qiao Sheng couldn't help laughing, but he didn't laugh out loud.

Feng Qingyang coughed and continued.

"A year's training is five taels of silver. Since the academy doesn't recruit many students, it's cheaper now. You can give me three or two taels of silver a year."

Feng Qingyang asked Qiao Sheng as he spoke: "Does your son know how to read?"

"He knows the words in the Three-Character Sutra, can read it, and can memorize it."

Qiao Sheng replied.

Feng Qingyang smiled.

"That's good, that's good. There are no other problems. You give me the money and I will give you the books. You can send your son to study tomorrow. As for pen, ink, paper and inkstone..."

Nalan Ruolan answered: "My old man has a lot of them, so you don't need to buy them for your son."

(End of this chapter)