The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 235: Only Managed to Hold in a Fart (8)_1

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Only Managed to Hold in a Fart (8)_1

Seeing that the courtyard was empty, Pei Yuan turned the soil over again and scattered cabbage seeds. Even if they didn’t grow into big cabbages, they could still harvest some small ones.

The school had finished its busy farming holiday, and Pei Qin gave Silver to Pei Wendong, allowing him to take it to pay for his tuition and classes.

Fang Li and Lady Yu from the Fang family also sent Fang Liuming over, and from then on, he would study in the town’s school as well.

Pei Qin found it strange. Wasn’t Old Scholar Fang originally teaching his grandson himself? He had even considered teaching Pei Wendong as well. So, why did he suddenly send the child to school?

Lady Yu did not dare to speak ill of her father-in-law, but Grandma Fang confided to Pei Qin, "Your grandpa saw that Wendong was progressing rapidly in his studies after entering the school and decided to send Liuming there to study as well!"

Pei Qin’s mouth twitched slightly. Little Radish’s studies were going well because he had special tutoring.

However, since they sent him to school full of hope, and didn’t say anything about him staying at their house, just coming over occasionally for a meal, Pei Qin didn’t say anything about it.

Teacher Sun was also quite surprised. Why wasn’t Old Scholar Fang teaching his grandson himself anymore? His youngest son had passed the exam and gone to the county school, so it was impossible that he’d stop teaching his only grandson. Teacher Sun guessed that perhaps Old Scholar Fang was no longer in good health. Because Old Scholar Fang did not think much of his teachings, the children from the Fang family never used to attend his school.

If Old Scholar Fang really was unwell... at least the Fang family still had Fang Fu, who had earned the title of Scholar. If he couldn’t advance further, it wouldn’t be too bad. After inquiring about Liuming’s knowledge, Teacher Sun took him on.

Pei Qian was still unhappy for several days. Fang Liuming had come to study in the town, and although he wasn’t staying at their house, the way her father spoke implied he would be coming to their house often. Another freeloader — how could each of them have such thick skin!

Fang Liuming was somewhat unaccustomed to the life at school. When market day came around, and Pei Wendong left school, he called him over to have lunch at their house, "We only eat lunch at house on market days."

Pei Qin fried some mushroom with sliced meat, boiled Hé Láo noodles, served them on a big round plate, topped it with the mushroom and meat in gravy, and also mixed up some cold cucumber and eggplant.

Fang Liuming expressed his trouble, and then washed his hands.

"Acting like a little lord, it even has to be handed to you!?" Pei Qian said with dissatisfaction.

Fang Liuming’s face reddened, and without wiping his hands, he hurried over to get himself a plate, quietly apologized, and gave thanks.

"In our family, no one is waited on during meals. Help yourself, no need to be polite!" Pei Qin called out and then focused on her own meal.

Fang Liuming glanced at the others, and seeing how good the noodles in the dish looked, he began to eat as well.

The coarsely ground noodles were cooked to seventy percent, and the mushroom and meat were tender and juicy. Mixed with the noodles, Fang Liuming had never eaten anything like it before and, without realizing it, finished a whole plate of noodles and was now stuffed.

It was really hot, and having cool water meant going out to draw it from the well. Pei Qin and Pei Yuan would later go to the county town to deliver sugar-coated peanuts.

Pei Qian glanced sideways at Fang Liuming, "Eating till you’re stuffed is the perfect time to do some work!"

Fang Liuming blushed again at her words. He hadn’t paid attention and had finished the noodles, filling himself up. Seeing her carrying the bucket, he came over to take it and help draw water.

Fang Liuming had never done any heavy chores at home, but he could manage drawing water. However, carrying a full bucket for a long distance proved to be a struggle for him.

Watching Pei Qin effortlessly carry two half-filled buckets back home, Fang Liuming forced himself to keep up.

"You eat so much but can’t even lift a bucket of water. Useless!" Pei Qian muttered in dissatisfaction.

Fang Liuming took a deep breath and mustered the strength to carry the water home, ending up with red marks on his hands.

Pei Qin liked to move around after a meal. She went back and forth several times until the water tank was full and then stopped.