Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 568 - 67: Aunt, It’s Better Not to Get Married_2
Those words made Chu River feel even worse.
"Sigh, just like gold, even sand can’t bury my shine."
But at this moment, several of the teenagers were ignoring her, even Yun Baoni hurriedly turned her head away and slipped back into the kitchen.
It wasn’t until then that the side room’s door opened, and Daya walked out with a pale face, her eyes dazed.
Little Xuan also came out looking numb, and sat down on a chair—
"Teacher Xiao Chu, is Daya your niece?"
He had just been tutoring Daya.
Daya and Da Dan are pretty good at math, they’re great with the abacus and can recite any formula.
But when it comes to literature and politics... they’re totally clueless!
Little Xuan couldn’t understand why some people’s Chinese scores, despite constant tutoring, only reached 70 points?!
To pull that score from 59 to 70, he felt like he’d shrunk two inches!
It’s so difficult, so difficult!
Daya also sighed: "I don’t know either, you know those characters, barely knowing them should be enough."
"Why are there so many weird synonyms, near-synonyms, antonyms, and similarly pronounced characters?"
She ruffled her hair, slid off the stool, and crouched in the courtyard, looking extremely defeated.
Ah... Chu River couldn’t help with that problem.
Although Shi Suifeng always attached some textbooks she collected when sending letters back, urging her to study hard.
But, as the family’s backbone, how could Chu River spend time studying?
So to this day, those books have only been glanced at once or twice.
Chu River didn’t dare take an exam, otherwise, she couldn’t guarantee if she could score full marks—after all, studying is just too annoying.
She could only avoid the topic for now. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
...
Just then, Gu Ping walked out of the kitchen, gathering firewood and coal beside him. Seeing Daya’s state, he couldn’t help but sneer:
"If you put as much effort into Chinese as you do with embroidery, you wouldn’t lose points on the verses for ’Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum’."
Daya’s two years of sewing lessons weren’t for nothing, she’s learned quite a lot!
Daya glared at him: "Rip that embroidered bamboo off your collar for me!"
Not much skill was there, but everyone had their own unique markers.
Gu Ping: ...
In short, he lost again!
He had no choice but to continue quietly tidying up the coal and firewood.
Seeing both of her reliable aides in a bad mood, Chu River quickly comforted them: "It’s fine, it’s fine, Daya!"
"Just hang in there for another year, when you graduate next year, without a university, you’ll be free as a bird!"
Daya gritted her teeth and nodded: "Aunt, I’m just waiting for that."
Little Xuan got anxious: "How can you think like that?"
"We’re working so hard now so that if the college entrance exam resumes one day, we can get into university!"
"Did you forget, Teacher Xiao Chu, uncle wants you to get into Beijing! He mentions it in every letter!"
Chu River blinked.
She earnestly said: "It’s not necessary. You see, if our family gets into Beijing, except for Daya, we’ll just rent her a place by the school, and whether she goes to university won’t matter..."
"Why waste money like that?!"
"Things in Beijing are much more expensive than here!"
Daya suddenly stood up: "Now workers’ and farm soldiers’ university students have dorms, I can definitely live in those for free! Aunt, don’t worry, the dormitory, we’ll definitely have those for free!"
Then she gathered her energy again and grabbed Little Xuan’s collar, dragging him back into the room.
"Let’s continue!"
Little Xuan: ...!!!
He struggled helplessly: "Chu Yue! Daya! Even though I’m short, I’m still a teacher!"
But Daya remained relentless, skilfully and stubbornly dragging him back inside.
After all, Little Xuan was really short.
...
It’s not his fault though, after all, he’s actually only 12 years old now.
Back in the day, Professor Zheng had Shi Suifeng change his age by two years, saying he was 14, but in fact, he’s only 12.
Boys usually develop later, and now he’s only 1.6 meters, any child at home can tower over him.
At this moment, Little Xuan being dragged by the collar inside, completely lost his male dignity.
In the corner, Gu Ping straightened his chest, with a commanding presence as he handled the coal!
He thought: Even though I lost to Little Xuan in grades, I’m taller!
Victory!
Sweet victory!
Now his registered age is already 17, and he’s over 1.7 meters, that’s still due to childhood malnutrition.
