This is to prevent theft. An'an felt heartbroken for Gu Ping'an, anyway, with so many people, everyone's eyes were on the food, An'an moved her bowl under the table, stretched out her arm and put the remaining half piece of fish into Gu Ping'an's bowl.

  Gu Ping'an looked down, saw the sudden appearance of a piece of fish in his bowl, his eyes lit up, just about to speak, he noticed Gu An'an, stretching out her index finger, "Shh"

  Gu Ping'an curved his eyes, turned his head, poked Zhao Junyan, and pointed at Gu Anan. Although he didn't say anything, Zhao Junyan knew what was going on.

  She smiled gratefully at Gu Anan and patted her own forehead, "Eat."

  Zhou Aiju's eyes were indeed clear and bright. Gu An'an's small movements couldn't escape the old lady's sharp eyes. She looked at An'an's appearance and shook her head, "This child..."

  It's not that she wasn't good to Gu Ping'an, but this child has been quiet since childhood and is afraid of her. When there's food, although it won't be taken away from Gu Ping'an, after all, he's a ten-year-old kid who's growing up, the little bit that's divided into his hands will be gone in three or two mouthfuls, how can it be enough?!

  After finishing dinner, Gu An'an would normally take the initiative to do the dishes, but today after eating, she wiped her mouth and said, "Mom, I'm going back to my room, I need to prepare for the entrance exam..."

  Zhou Aiju nodded and pointed to Gu Shu, "Go ask your brother to get the study materials, it can save a lot of trouble." Gu Shu had been in high school in the county town for a year. Because of the new policy this year, he could take the college entrance examination. So he came back home and begged his grandfather to let him read for another year, so that he would have a good chance of getting into a good university when taking the exam. The family was happy about the possibility of having a university student in their household.

  In addition, Gu Shu was the eldest grandson of the old Gu family, obedient, good at reading, and looked most like his grandfather when he was young. He pleased the old man, and Old Man Gu patted him on the back, "Go read." Who paid for the tuition? Of course, it was taken care of by the fourth and third elders.

  "Brother, I'm going to your room to get some books. Lend me all the ones you're not using now."

  Gu Shu hesitated, but was interrupted by the old lady, so he could only take Gu An'an to the south kang. Because Gu Shu was going to take the college entrance exam, his family specially arranged a separate room for him, unlike the other grandsons who were crowded together. Although Gu Shu's room was only over 10 square meters, the desk and wardrobe were neatly arranged, no need to look, all done by Gu Dan.

  Gu Shu pulled out a book from the bookcase with a sullen face, "An An, these are all old and valuable books, you must be careful... In Gu Shu's eyes, having one college student at home was enough, there was no need for Gu An An to come and show off, especially since she was just a girl. However, it had to be said that Gu Shu had some reservations about Gu An An, unlike An An's solid foundation, Gu Shu could only attend high school with the help of private tutors, barely managing to get into the county high school.

  An An looked at the math textbook in front of her, smiling with deep meaning. "Isn't this a book issued by the school?", she said. It was free, yet someone still complained that it was expensive. If it were the old An An, she would have really returned the "expensive" book and not dared to borrow it.

  But An now can't.

  "Isn't tuition money?" Gu Shu's face turned red with anger and embarrassment.

  Gu Anan gave Gu Shu a strange look, whispered "Brother's tuition is also paid by my dad", and then slammed the door shut, running away in a flash.

  Qi's anger left Gu Shu breathless for a long time.

  Gu An'an, who had just received the book, was about to go to the old lady's house to ask where her father had gone. As she passed by the kitchen, she heard Wang Da Ying muttering, "An'an that dead girl, usually it's her washing dishes, today she ran away quickly. Sister-in-law, you say, a little girl like her reading books, it's not as good as helping with household chores, getting married early, and having her husband help support the family and several younger brothers at home, instead of wasting money on sending her to school."

  Zhao Junyan was collecting the stove, and she also took out the pickled vegetables that they would eat for dinner to soak in water, to thaw the ice. When she heard Wang Da Ying's words, she originally didn't plan on speaking up, but thinking about the half piece of fish on the table, she said softly, "An An used to do less work? Moreover, An An is going to school, that's Old Fourth spending his own money, what waste is there in this? It seems like sending the nephew from next door to study isn't considered a waste, but sending their own daughter to study is a waste? What kind of logic is this?"

  Zhao Junyan rarely speaks, but when she does, her words are sharp and to the point. After all, she comes from a wealthy family and has different ideas. Moreover, they have a peaceful life, can read books in the village, and every year's worth of school supplies, pens, and other expenses are all paid by Lao Si alone. Just for this, Zhao Junyan should thank her younger brother-in-law.

  Wang Da Ying wanted to retort but thought that if this got out, wouldn't it be troublesome when the time came for his younger brother-in-law to take care of his eldest son's tuition?

  In the end, he swallowed the rest of his words.

  Gu An'an listened for a moment, snorted in laughter and turned into Zhou Aijiu's room.

  I asked my old dad, and then took a pen and a notebook from the old lady's box. These kinds of expenses at home were all bought by Gu Weiqiang when he was running outside, and were kept by the old lady. After all, there are many children in the family, and they are not given out, just in case the children lose them.

  After all, brushes and pens are precious things.

  These days, families that can read books are not many.

  The old Gu family suddenly had two high school students, which is also a great honor for the village.

  Gu Anan muttered, "Not even milk knows where Dad went, he doesn't even come home for meals." She turned around and returned to the west wing.

  The Gu Wei Qiang who was being nagged by Gu An An, this would be in the deepest part of Gu Jia Village, in a household that could be described as a hut made of thatched grass. To say it's a household is an exaggeration, but rather a nest-like structure cobbled together with straw. The pigpens outside were all built with cobblestones, and if you compare the craftsmanship, the pigpens looked more sturdy than the thatched house by several degrees.

  Those who were allocated to live in thatched cottages were none other than the city dwellers who had committed errors and been criticized and struggled against, and then banished to Gujia Village.

  Because of the remote location, people in the village have been passing down that the people living here are black five categories, bad elements, and everyone regards the thatched cottage as a plague god, no one dares to interact with the people on this side, for fear of bringing trouble upon themselves.

  To say, this grass hut was inhabited by three people, a father and son duo, and an old man.

  The old man's name is Lang Yongling, 63 years old this year. He is a native of the Imperial City in Beijing. If the Lang family counts three generations up, they are considered to be nobles of the Manchu Qing dynasty, also known as Nian Gengyao or Niangniang. If we talk about famous people, the Qing dynasty's Heshen was from this surname, but after the founding of the country, it was changed to Lang surname.