After saying that, Zi Lan looked at them and smiled bitterly, "I don't want you to learn from me. I think we can survive that assassination because of unity and concerted efforts.

If it weren't for them to protect me, if it weren't for me to sacrifice myself to delay time, the result today might have been different.

If a family wants to go far and gain more future, fame and fortune or peace, they can only be united in unity.

This is what I learned from my parents’ home. The Song family can reverse the dilemma because of unity between the top and the bottom.

No matter what the Song family did, the other brothers and sisters stood up without hesitation to make up for it, even if they stood up for her or apologized and bowed their heads.

The elders often teach us that I cannot write the word Song in a single stroke. I believe you understand this sentence, but do you implement it by practicing it?

The Song family is dedicated to the fact that I, Song Zilan, can have today. Whenever my suggestions are a little feasible, everyone will implement them without hesitation, correct them for me, tolerate my mistakes, and make up for me, so that I can have the glory of today.

These things seem to be very big and far away from us. In fact, they are right next to you and me, and you and I should reflect on yourself all the time.

During the playfulness, when other sisters make mistakes, have we ever reflected on ourselves, if you walk with her, are you really that innocent if she makes mistakes?

You watch your sister make mistakes without discouraging them, and you are unwilling to make up for it afterwards. You even think why is it because of apologizing for her? Your surname is Cui.

Let me ask, she was criticized and she was embarrassed. What are you? You are all tutored by the Cui family, all of them are birds of a feather. Can you bear such scolding and insults?”

At the end, Zi Lan looked serious and looked at the news for a few days. The problem with the Cui family was that uneven resource allocation and internal strife had begun to show signs, and the main reason was that people were uneven.

The girls below were all half-year-old. When they heard Zi Lan's shouting, they all lowered their heads and looked thoughtful.

"I say one thing, it's my own business. The reason why the Song family retired from the study of people from other surnames was also because of me.

There are more people and more fights. In fact, there are clues, but there is a lack of opportunity. I was young and had a tough temper. I couldn't hear anyone say that my brothers were bad. I slapped a girl from another surname on the spot because my grandfather did not hesitate to make up for this matter.

He also took on all the blame and returned all the people of foreign surnames, so the Song family now has no people of foreign surnames to study.

The matter was resolved, but my grandfather also punished me on the spot. What I didn’t expect was that all the Song sisters present stood up and were willing to be punished with me. That was the first time we were punished. We copied Buddhist scriptures until it was dark before we finished writing them."

She paused for a moment before continuing, "I just wanted to tell you that dripping water wears out the stone, sometimes it's just a trivial matter, but it's not innocent to stand by and watch, which is far more heartbreaking than the bullying of outsiders."

The girls of the Cui family looked at each other and understood that Zilan was concerned and pointed out that as long as she was not a fool, she could hear her advice.

Everyone lowered their heads and was silent, no one was embarrassed to stand up and talk.

"Okay, let's go to class. In the first lesson, I will tell you about the Records of the Grand Historian. Some things are not easy for a female master to explain too much. But I am your sister-in-law. I will talk about what she is difficult for me to talk about. Everyone can use this in the future. Those who have learned should review the past and learn the new."

Zi Lan had no intention of offending anyone on purpose, so it was enough to click and let them go back and think. She believed that the pride of the Cui family had the capital to be proud, and it was enough to hit him, and no one was a fool.

She explained the short stories in the Records of the Grand Historian, which were very easy to understand, and was well-known and passionate, making the boring Records of the Grand Historian look like a storytelling book, which was very interesting. The girls listened carefully, no one deliberately asked for trouble, everyone listened quietly and was very focused.

She taught a lot in one hour, and the class was almost done. The female master would continue to take other courses next.

"I don't talk much today. I have to write a policy when I go back. I don't discuss this with each other.

Everyone needs to write about their own things, what you feel and learn, what you don’t have in the book, and you can write about it if you have other ideas when you listen.

I will give it to me within two days, allowing me to flip through books and check information, and not discuss with each other, so that I can see that I will punish me.

I have also taught my sisters in the Song family for a while, and no one dared to fool me. You can go and inquire.

If you study your skills seriously and do your homework steadily, I won’t blame you for your good or bad, but if you take advantage of the opportunity and try to get away with it, just wait for punishment.”

Zi Lan stood up and bowed to her sisters and said goodbye. The Cui sisters immediately stood up, bowed in a regular manner, and stood up to say hello.

"Thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law, go slowly."

Zilan nodded and left with the maids.

I turned around and went to the library. An old man was sleeping on a recliner at the door.

Zilan walked up to him and asked softly, "Hello Grandpa Jiu, my grandson Lan is here to borrow two books to read. It's the first time I've been to bothering you. I've brought you some tea and a can of dew."

She thought the old man was asleep, but who knew that as soon as the sound fell, the old man nodded.

"Borrow up to five books at a time and return them within one month. Do not damage or stain the books, otherwise the thug board will be thug."

"yes."

The old man didn't even open his eyes and waved his hand. Zilan put the things he brought next to the recliner and went in to borrow a book.

There are also a large number of books in the Cui family’s library, which is the foundation of a family’s heritage and wealth.

Money is nothing at all. As long as you have the ability, are you still afraid of not having money? It doesn’t exist.

Zi Lan first looked at the classification catalog of the Cui family's book pavilion. It was the same as the classification method of the Song family's book collection. It was classified according to A, B, C and D. The catalog was also very clear and clear, making it convenient for everyone to find books.

After searching for a while, she found two books she had long wanted, which were recorded and came out with satisfaction.

He quietly placed the books he copied next to the lounge chair and left quietly.

The old man opened his eyes after the man left, picked up the book and looked at it, smiled and nodded, "This handwriting is better than Brother Hao, it's not bad, and he understands the rules."

He opened the tea pot again and sniffed it, nodding in satisfaction.

"Xiao Liuzi, go and get the small stove. Grandpa, I will boil water and make tea myself."

"yes."

I don’t know where a young man came out of some corner. He saw that he was a martial artist. He ran to the yard and took a small red mud stove and lit it and handed it to the old man. He disappeared again.

After receiving two books, Zilan happily went back to the space at night to take a look, and copy it down to keep it.

I put down the book and went to the main courtyard to pay my respects to the old lady and mother-in-law.

"You went to the clan to study, how about you?"

The old lady looked at Zilan with interest and asked.
Chapter completed!