latelenovela Chapter 174 It’s fake, definitely fake
Chapter 174 It’s fake, definitely fake
"My name is Meng Yu, I do!"
As early as two months ago, Zhao Susu changed her name by removing the word "fan" at the end and simply called her Meng Yu.
This is her real name and she is very happy with it.
The teacher really gave her a task, asking her to write the first four sentences of the Thousand Character Classic. As long as she could write them, she would pass, but if she couldn't, she would be punished to copy them.
The school bag that Luo Changsheng prepared for her was of the best quality, and the pens, ink, paper and inkstone were also of the best quality.
She took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and ground the ink carefully.
The child was still young, and his hands were also small. His small hands were white and tender, holding a brush and dipping it in ink. Then, his small hands wrote in one breath: "The sky and the earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and wild..."
The words were written in a very fluent style. Although the calligraphy was not very beautiful, there was indeed not a single mistake.
Someone exclaimed: "Wow, it's already eight words."
"Twelve!"
"Twenty!"
"There are more than thirty words, and she's still writing. Could he really memorize the Thousand Character Classic?"
Luo Yan was not convinced. He had been in elementary education for a year but still could not recite the Thousand Character Classic. Meng Yu was younger than him and was still a girl. Her mother said that she was very smart and would be smarter than Luo Yixiao in the future. She would be able to pass the imperial examination at the age of nine and become the first in the exam.
"I don't believe it. How could a little kid like her write so much? Did he have cheat sheets?"
"Even if there is a cheat sheet, she has to be able to write it herself!"
“Who wouldn’t copy it?”
A group of children came over to look through Meng Yu's school bag to see if she had copied from the book. Meng Yu didn't care and let them look through it while she continued writing her own work.
But they found nothing.
Luo Yan was even more unconvinced. He shouted, "It's fake, fake, it must be fake! How could she do that? She is only six years old. She herself said that she only heard people reading outside the window. How could she write?"
The teacher glanced at Luo Yan indifferently and said nothing.
However, a little girl next to him said angrily: "Luo Yan, is it difficult to admit that others are smarter than you?"
"Yes, Master Yan, you are wrong!" another little girl said timidly from behind.
Luo Yan was furious and rushed over to hit the little girl who spoke last.
The little girl was only seven or eight years old. When she saw his ferocious look, she stepped back in fear and ended up tripping over the table and chair behind her and falling to the ground.
Luo Yan refused to give in and raised his little fist.
Meng Yu put down his pen, rushed over to catch the fist, and pushed it lightly, and Luo Yan fell on his butt.
"Wow wow..." Luo Yan started to cry, cursing: "You poor relative who is begging for money, you come to my house to eat, live in my house, and bully me. I'm going to tell my mother and let her beat you to death!"
The servant who was accompanying his studies immediately ran away.
The teacher's face was not looking good either: "Luo Yan, this is a school, don't cry!"
"Master, this is the clan school of our Luo family. How can a little girl named Meng be qualified to study in our clan school? Drive her away, drive her away quickly."
The teacher suddenly felt a headache. He knew Luo Yan. He was the third son of the second branch of the Luo family, born to the second master Luo's wife. He was the legitimate young master of the Luo family.
But Meng Yu was the child that Uncle Luo personally brought to him and handed over to him in person, asking him to take care of him.
He can't afford to offend anyone.
Just a moment later, footsteps were heard in the distance, followed by a voice: "Who bullied my Yan'er?"
Luo Yan rolled over and got up from the ground. His face was covered with tears and snot from crying. He rushed towards Luo's second wife, Sun Yijia, and shouted aggrievedly as he rushed over: "Mom, that stinky girl Meng Yu hit me, drive her away, we don't welcome outsiders in our family, and we don't allow her to study in the clan school!"
When Sun Yijia heard that her beloved son was beaten, she immediately flew into a rage, and the look she gave Meng Yu was like ice.
The teacher hurriedly took two steps forward and said, "Second Madam, there is a misunderstanding here. It's just a joke between children. It's not a big deal."
Sun Yijia was already very angry, but the teacher's words not only did not calm her down, but made her even angrier. She said with a sullen face, "Teacher, what do you mean by children playing around? My son was bullied, and you just made a light statement? Is this still the clan school of the Luo family? Don't forget, you are taking the monthly salary given to you by the Luo family, not for bullying the young master of the Luo family!"
The master's face suddenly turned ugly. It was true that he was taking the monthly salary from the Luo family, but could he be unreasonable in everything? He was a scholar and a man, so it was not convenient for him to argue with Sun Yijiajia here, so he could only say, "Second Madam, why don't you let the Second Master handle this matter!"
"Let Master Bu handle it. Don't think I don't know what you are planning! Men don't have children, so they think it doesn't matter if the child is bullied. But he is my flesh and blood, and I will not let him be bullied for no reason!"
She looked at Meng Yu again: "Come here and apologize to my Yan'er!"
"Second aunt, are you not going to ask what happened and force me to apologize?"
"No matter what happened, you hit Yan'er, shouldn't you apologize?" Sun Yijia suddenly said with a fake smile: "Your eldest uncle, second uncle and fifth uncle all love you very much. Yan'er is your second uncle's biological son. Is this how you repay him? People should be grateful, right? You are so young, but you know how to be arrogant because of your favor. This is not a good habit. As your aunt, I also have the responsibility to teach you. Come here and apologize. I won't pursue other matters!"
"What else does Second Aunt want to hold me to account for?"
Sun Yijiajia disliked Meng Yu because this girl was unlucky for her son.
Although her son was a little naughty, he went to school obediently every day and came back obediently. How come this girl dared to beat her son as soon as he arrived at school?
Sun Yijia looked at Meng Yu and said, "You are young and don't understand. This is the Luo family. Although your mother is a daughter of the Luo family who was lost in the early years, she is married after all. A married daughter is like spilled water. The Luo family is willing to take you in because they value family affection. You should be grateful and not cause trouble for the Luo family. Otherwise, if your uncles get angry and don't take you in, do you think you will still have a good life?"
Meng Yu laughed when he heard this.
The first time she met this second aunt, she had a sense of superiority towards her and looked down on people with contempt.
The jade bracelet she gave her looked perfunctory and reluctant, unlike her aunt who gave her something sincerely.
What Meng Yu cared about was not the perfunctory gift she gave, but the condescending attitude she showed when giving gifts. And the one who took a jade bracelet of average quality but still had an expression that said, "You country folk have never seen the world, this good thing is enough for you to be happy."
Meng Yu glanced at Luo Yan: "He is seven and a half years old, and I am five and a half. He is so strong and he is a boy. Do you think I bully him?"