Even if her husband’s leg can be cured, she has no way of making money.

So now the three of them have to rely on everyone to survive.

In addition, Ahua also needs a lot of money to study, so where will she come from?

Both of them are thinking about how they can live without the Liang family.

The Zhu family did not know how to make money at all. Liang Changhe got a position in the county academy because he was a scholar, and his monthly salary was paid to the public school. After all, it was the Liang family who trained him.

In the future, buying books and pen and ink will also be paid from the public fund.

That stall is the only source of income for the family.

Zhu knew it, but Liang Changhe knew it better.

He used his spare time to write letters to others and earn some pen and ink money.

But he still didn't believe that the talents that the Liang family had worked so hard to cultivate could just be discarded.

In addition, his son is also smart. Even if he has no hope in this life, his son still has it.

He knew that his son's current knowledge was not inferior to his. If his wife hadn't suppressed him, he would have become a scholar at a young age.

If the Liang family gives up on such a talented and good seedling, it will be a great loss.

Others don’t know, but he knows.

Awen looked at the two of them, and she secretly felt that it would be better for the family to be divided. She used to be a foodie, and although she didn't understand the detailed work, she still understood many things.

Plus, with this mountain to back her up, she might be able to go to the mountains and see what there is.

It doesn't matter even if she fails, her handwriting is good. She has recently stepped up her practice to try to catch up. Even if she can't catch up, she still has to imitate it well.

What satisfied her the most was that her family was too poor to afford writing brushes, so they made them out of chicken feathers. The advantage of this kind of writing brushes is that they are hard, which is good for her.

"Dad, you have taught your daughter since she was a child that those who are capable work hard. Now that dad is injured and mother needs to take care of you, my daughter can only use her own pen and ink to help you."

Liang Changhe looked at his sensible daughter, his heart swollen and his eyes were red. He rolled his eyes and his voice was low and hoarse: "You can go if you want, and call Ah Fen."

"Thank you, dad." Awen nodded happily, and after saying that, she ran to her room happily.

Mrs. Zhu looked at Awen worriedly, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Liang Changhe looked at his daughter's leaving back and sighed, then looked at Zhu and began to comfort her: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. This girl is fine."

At the same time, I also feel like my daughter has just grown up.

I had mixed feelings for a while.

His daughter's sensibleness also made him feel distressed as a father, but looking at his own legs made him feel powerless.

Awen returned to her room and started looking for things to prepare.

Ever since she was little, her father has treated all the children in the family equally. Regardless of whether they are boys or girls, they are enlightened at the age of three and literate at the age of four. Later, she learned the Thousand-Character Classic from her brother. Now she is learning the Analects of Confucius.

After they became literate, their father would let them learn to write with a brush dipped in water, or use branches to read on the ground.

It's just that the elder sisters are not persistent enough, or the aunts and uncles are not demanding enough from them.

So much so that her handwriting is the best.

Later, her father asked for a copybook in small regular script with particularly good calligraphy from the academy, and then her calligraphy practice turned to using pen and ink

As for the ink, of course it’s the old one my dad used.

The paper comes from the unwanted ones in the academy. If there are blank spaces, she can help add a few words.

In this way, she has been practicing until today, and she has achieved some success in small regular script.

Deep in the brain, these memories belonging to Liang Jiawen appeared in Awen's mind one after another.
Chapter completed!