The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 91: Apprenticeship (1)
Zhao Yong cooked and Zhao Jing helped to arrange the dishes, and it was very easy for Yuan Shi to rest for a day.

It's just that I thought she would dress up Yuan Shi today so that Zhao Yong could praise Yuan Shi a few words, but who knew that Zhao Yong's eyes would be straightened when he saw Yuan Shi like this, and he couldn't speak anymore, only hehe smirk.Zhao Jing was speechless, if it wasn't for the arranged marriages in ancient times, it would be strange to get a wife like Zhao Yong.

"Er Hu, ask your father, is your mother beautiful today?" Zhao Jing joked deliberately.

Zhao Erhu did a quick reply to the machine, opened his eyes wide and asked, "Father, is my mother beautiful today?"

Zhao Yong blushed with embarrassment, and glared at Zhao Erhu. Zhao Erhu shrank his neck in a hurry and dared not speak any more.

Yuan Shi smoothed things over and said, "It's hard for the chef at home to do the cooking today."

Hehehe, Zhao Yong smirked a few more words, and followed suit: "Eat, eat, and watch the New Year after eating!"

The family reunited and ate a New Year's Eve dinner. After Yuan Shi cleaned up, she lit a charcoal stove in the main room to watch the new year.There were crackling firecrackers everywhere outside, but the child was so sleepy that he couldn't bear it for a long time.Zhao Yong carried the child back to the house to sleep, and when he came over, he saw Yuan Shi and Zhao Jing still waiting to do needlework.

"Didn't you say that you don't do needlework during the first month? Why are you doing it again?"

"It's not yet the first month, it's still a few hours away!" Yuan Shi smiled lightly, and said to Zhao Jing: "Sister, don't do it, doing needlework at night will hurt your eyes."

Zhao Jing didn't want to do needlework, but she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it when she became sleepy for a while, so she took needlework to meet the occasion. Seeing what Yuan said, she put down needlework and started chatting with them.

"Brother, when you went out yesterday, did you ask which private school is better?"

"It's not bad to check a few schools. There is an old man named Shen who opened a private school in Mao'er Hutong not far from us. I heard that there were two scholars last year. This year is not the New Year's Eve. Well, many people have already gone to his house to learn from him. I was thinking, should we go over earlier during the New Year's Eve, and take one of the big hams I brought back from the building. Let's reserve this spot first. .”

Zhao Yong was unequivocal when he talked about this matter. He is now 25 years old and has only one son, Zhao Erhu, so the whole family is counting on him.Zhao Jing has lived in ancient times for a long time, and gradually got used to this deep-rooted patriarchal patriarchy, because only boys can participate in the imperial examination, and girls have no shortcuts to change the fate of the family, and it is difficult to improve their social status.

"I've heard about Mr. Shen, and it's said that he is a little fearful of internal affairs?" Yuan Shi put down her needle and thread, and joined in the chat. Men who are afraid of internal affairs are rare these days.

Zhao Jing frowned and thought for a while, then said: "In this case, we will prepare a gift tomorrow, let's go to Mr. Shen's house. Bring it on, let Mr. Shen take a good look, maybe you will fall in love."

Zhao Yong thought about it early in the morning, and now he heard Zhao Jing's proposal, so he nodded and agreed, but he is a rough man and a cook, he really can't handle people well, so he said to Yuan Shi: " Otherwise, you and your sister will go for a run tomorrow? I don’t know what to say, if the old man sees that my father is incompetent, it’s not good to underestimate my son.”

Yuan Shi pretended to be angry and glared at Zhao Yong, "Then you still say that taking advantage of the New Year's Eve, you've become a shrinking turtle?"

Zhao Yong lowered his head and smiled innocently: "We, are we also afraid of guilt? It's better for you to go, lady."

Zhao Jing looked at their husband and wife flirting, and she felt sweet in her heart. She didn't know if she would meet such a person in her life, who could openly admit that she was afraid of guilt.

Zhao Jing laughed again when she thought of this, the watchman outside has just passed, and the new year is coming.Zhao Yong pulled Yuan Shi to watch the fireworks outside the window, and they rose into the air in groups, and finally dispersed, just like living life, no matter how prosperous it is, it will return to calm in the end.

Zhao Jing stood up and watched a ball of fireworks rising not far away. Over there was the site of the imperial palace. At this time in the past, she would always accompany the little emperor to watch the year in the Empress Dowager's Yongshou Palace. Watching the little eunuch set off fireworks on the city tower in the warm tent of skein gauze, there is only one day all year round, and the palace is full of excitement.

Zhao Jing sighed, wondering if the little emperor has been doing well recently, and whether his temper has restrained himself.

With a sound, another burst of fireworks exploded in the dark blue night sky. The little emperor stood on the majestic wall of the Forbidden City, wearing a bright yellow brocade robe, a felt hat, and a scarf around his neck.

"Little Fuzi, do you think my aunt can see the fireworks I set off here? In the past, she liked to watch the fireworks the most. This year I will show her the fireworks myself. Can she see them?"

(End of this chapter)