Xiao Hei disapproved and retorted: "My cousin Yongxian was really good at calligraphy back then. He would ask him to write couplets during every festival, but he didn't even write a book for more than 20 years.

Got it!"

Yang Huamei slammed the table: "Although your eldest cousin failed to pass the exam, he passed the exam to be a scholar at your age, and what about you? After eight years of schooling, you went from school to town with half your waist.

Not even a single student has passed the exam, how can you still have the nerve to criticize others?"

Xiao Hei's face dropped and he started to roll his eyes again.

Yang Huamei ignored his roll of eyes, poked his forehead with her hand and continued scolding: "I'll leave it to you now. Your father and I have discussed it with you. If you haven't passed the childbirth examination at the end of the year,

, let’s not read it anymore, you will be fifteen years old during the Chinese New Year, go home during the Chinese New Year and help your father with the farm work..."

"No, I won't come back to be a farmer. I want to study, I want to be an official, and I want to enjoy happiness!"

Yang Huamei was still very satisfied with Xiao Hei's reaction, which showed that the child still wanted to make progress.

But her face was still tense: "What's the use of just thinking about it? Then I still want to be a queen and a queen, can I?"

"If you want to be an official and enjoy happiness, then you have to work hard and study hard to gain fame!"

When it came to studying hard, Xiao Hei immediately stopped talking. He sat there with his cheeks bulging, kicking the leg of the table with one foot and muttering in his mouth.

"What are you muttering about?" Yang Huamei asked.

She vaguely heard the names of Luo Fengtang and Daan.

She grabbed Xiao Hei's shoulders suddenly, leaned down and stared into his stubborn eyes and asked word by word:

"You're not thinking that you can find relatives to help you find an official position without studying hard, are you? Xiaohei, it's ridiculous if you really think that. You are nothing, let alone arrange for you to become an official.

, even if I ask you to work as a steward in your sister Qing'er's restaurant, you can't do it!"

"As a human being, we have to rely on our own abilities and think about asking for help. Even the most real relatives will end up being inferior to you. As time goes by, the relationship of equality between relatives will be gone. People will look down on you. Your mother.

I am like this, you and your brother can no longer follow my old path, you have to rely on yourselves and give your mother some credit, okay?"

Xiao Hei's shoulders were painfully held by Yang Huamei, and the look in Yang Huamei's eyes shocked him even more.

He didn't dare to roll his eyes, let alone refute. As Yang Huamei shook his shoulders vigorously, he nodded passively and spit out a single sound from his mouth: "Oh..."

Yang Huamei said everything she needed to say, as if she had exhausted all her strength and was a little exhausted.

She didn't know how much Xiao Hei could listen to these words tonight, and she also knew that some things couldn't be accomplished in a day, and she couldn't eat hot tofu if she was impatient.

"It's getting late. You go to bed earlier tonight and get up earlier tomorrow morning. You can read and memorize while your mind is clear in the early morning. Don't stay in bed like you used to do when you come back from vacation."

Xiao Hei's eyes flashed and he nodded: "Oh!"

Yang Huamei tried her best to give him a loving and encouraging smile, "That mother has gone back to the house, you can go to sleep."

When she turned around, she heard Xiao Hei calling her from behind again.

"What's wrong?" She turned around and asked gently.

"Mom, I'm not sleepy now. I want to go to bed a little later because I want to..."

Yang Huamei's eyes lit up, and she felt faintly excited.

Do you want to continue reading and writing?

It seems that what I said earlier worked. My little black boy has become enlightened, sensible, and knows how to make progress?

"Mom, my stomach is growling with hunger. I want to eat a bowl of egg noodles before going to bed. It's best to have two poached eggs on top..."

"No!"

Yang Huamei rudely shouted down Xiao Hei's request. Her hand holding the door frame trembled slightly. Anger surged in her chest like molten liquid. She knew she had to leave the house quickly, otherwise she was afraid that she would be slapped to death if she couldn't control herself.

This useless kid who only knows how to eat!

"Why not? I found a few eggs hidden in the rice vat in the kitchen earlier..." Xiao Hei was a little confused by the yelling, but he still spoke loudly.

"That's for your father. He's sick and can't eat hard food. I'll make egg drop soup for him tomorrow morning to replenish his health." Yang Huamei endured it and explained in a cold voice.

Xiao Hei rolled his eyelids and said in a voice that was changing his voice: "Mom, I counted five or six eggs earlier. My dad can't eat that many..."

"no!"

Yang Huamei's voice began to tremble, and her eyes were as cold as ice.

Xiao Hei didn't know it. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked innocently: "Mom, shall we go to the third uncle's house for dinner tomorrow? There are so many good dishes at his house, I'm afraid I haven't finished them yet..."

"Eat your head!"

Yang Huamei's emotions were completely out of control, and she screamed.

He grabbed the broom lying next to him and threw it at Xiao Hei, yelling: "Eat, eat, eat, you are just thinking about eating. Why don't you eat shit in the latrine? All the truths I told you so painstakingly before are in vain.

Did you say that? If you even listened to half of a sentence and offered to read a little more, I would be happy to cut my own flesh for you to eat. What about you? You have no intention of making progress at all, and you are already going to sleep.

Do you still want to eat? If you don’t eat, will you starve to death or what? Don’t you feel sorry for your mother at all? How could I give birth to a child like you? Are you a glutton? Oh my God, ugh

Woohoo..."

At the end of the scolding, Yang Huamei collapsed on the ground helplessly, covering her face with her hands and crying loudly.

All the grievances, supercilious glances, and suspicions she had received throughout the day turned into tears and washed fiercely down her face.

Xiao Hei had never seen Yang Huamei like this before. He was so frightened that he didn't even bother to take off his shoes, turned around and jumped onto the bed, pulled the quilt over his head and covered his ears.

There was so much movement in this room that Wang Hongquan rushed over wearing his coat. Wang Shuanzi also staggered and held on to the wall to find his way to the door of the main room, calling to the room and coughing.

"What's going on? What's going on, you two, if you don't sleep at night?"

Wang Hongquan shouted and rushed into the room, looked at Yang Huamei who was crying in tears, shook his head, and went straight to the bed.

When Xiao Hei heard that the reinforcements were coming, he quickly poked his head out from under the quilt and said to Wang Hongquan with a horrified look on his face: "Master, my mother is crazy..."

Wang Hongquan quickly leaned over to protect Xiao Hei in his arms, patting Xiao Hei's back and coaxing him repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

On the other hand, he frowned and shook his head at Yang Huamei, sighing and having a sad face, as if the sky was about to fall.

Yang Huamei was already sitting on the ground, burying her face between her knees and crying.

"It's so late at night, what do you think you're doing?" Wang Hongquan began to blame her.

"Master, I want to eat poached egg noodles... Mom refused to give in and even lost her temper..." Xiao Hei whispered in Wang Hongquan's ear.
Chapter completed!