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Chapter 156 Wife Works Too Hard

Chapter 156: Chapter 156 Wife Works Too Hard

"Dad, Grandpa..."

"Grandpa..."

Captain Zhao called the two brothers over.

"Do you guys know any poems by heart?"

The two youngsters immediately nodded.

"Yes..."

Xiao Bao immediately began showing off by reciting "The Man of the Fields."

"When plowing the fields under the midday sun, sweat drips onto the earth below. Who knows that each grain in the dish, each is reaped with hardship."

He really did know it.

Xiao Bao was only three years old.

"Da Bao, do you know any?"

Da Bao immediately nodded his little head and said, "I do, mom taught us ten poems."

"Random Writings When Returning to My Hometown: When I left home young and returned an old man, my hometown’s dialect hasn’t changed but my hair has thinned. Children meet yet do not recognize each other, smiling they ask, ’Where is this guest from?’"

Captain Zhao could read, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to become the team leader of Zhao Family Village Team.

He had sent several sons to study.

"Ode to the Goose: Goose, goose, goose, bending its neck to sing to the sky. Its white feathers float on green waters, red feet stir the clear waves."

"Thoughts in the Silent Night: Before my bed, the moon shines bright, I wonder if it’s frost on the ground. Looking up, I gaze at the mountain moon, bowing my head I think of my hometown."

Seeing his older brother recite several poems all at once, Xiao Bao also wanted to recite: "Yearning: Red beans grow in the southern lands, in spring they send forth numerous branches. I wish mom... picks many... it’s the thing most reminiscent of my longing."

Da Bao corrected him, "It’s ’I wish you would pick more,’ not ’mom.’"

Xiao Bao chuckled, "I forgot."

Even Zhao Tianlei was a bit surprised, he knew his wife taught the kids to write and recognize words, but how could they recite so many poems?

When had this happened?

Mrs. Zhao in the kitchen stretched her neck to listen to the sound of her two grandsons reading outside, her gaze resting on her daughter-in-law.

Thinking of the two daughters-in-law, although they had also attended school for two years and recognized a few characters, compared to her youngest daughter-in-law, they really didn’t know where they fell short.

Yun Xiaoxiao had graduated from high school.

The youngest son had also graduated from high school.

Now able to attend university, she had sent all the grandchildren who could study to school.

But previously living under the same roof, she hadn’t heard any of her granddaughters or grandsons reciting from books.

The two granddaughters had somewhat better grades, with sixty points.

But Da Shu seemed to only score around ten points, returning home with his report card each year only to be beaten.

"Mom said, next time we go to town she will buy me a dictionary, then she will teach us Pinyin, and we can look up words in the dictionary and read books on our own," Da Bao responded.

What?

Look up words in a dictionary to read books?

There’s no need to rush reading books like this.

"It must be because it’s too cold outside, so they read and write indoors to pass the time," Zhao Tianlei pitied his wife, who had to revise and still teach the two children so many poems.

His wife was working too hard.

Captain Zhao shifted his gaze back, nowadays just needing to study well was enough to go to university. None of his sons had gone to university, so this hope now rested on his grandsons and granddaughters.

The eldest son’s two granddaughters had average grades.

The second son’s grandson, well, his grades were truly unspeakable, he had never passed an exam.

Now, the third son’s two young ones, who hadn’t even started school yet, could recognize words and even recite poems; they had a real chance at getting into university.

Captain Zhao seemed to envision the scene of his two grandsons getting into university.

"Can you count?"

Da Bao and Xiao Bao started showing off one after the other.

Although Da Bao was young, he could count to a hundred in one go.

Xiao Bao could count to fifty.

"Okay, it’s time to eat," Mrs. Zhao said with a particularly tender look at her two grandsons, who had been reciting poetry and counting.

In a bit they should eat more meat, to replenish.

Although there was only one dish, it was plentiful.

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