I transmigrated into a farming novel and started with a campervan.

Wang Dashan could only smile when he heard this. He couldn't respond to it. He understood what Zhao meant, but his family couldn't afford to support a scholar right now.

Wang Yiyi chuckled: "Second Aunt, Xiao Bei hasn't even started school yet, how can you be so sure he'll be successful and become an official?"

Zhao glared at her: "You child, the teacher said that Xiao Bei is just cut out for studying. What do you, a little girl, know?"

Wang Yiyi said sincerely, "Xiao Bei is seven years old and still wets the bed. At eight, he can't even tell the difference between wheat and leeks. He's not cut out for studying. You believe what others say? With this money, you might as well buy him two more acres of land so he can get married in the future."

These words were harsh, but there was not a trace of sarcasm in them; in fact, they were remarkably sincere, as if they were genuinely offering advice.

Zhao was so angry she felt like vomiting blood: "That's late bloomer, what do you know?"

Li suppressed a laugh. She shared the same thought as Wang Yiyi: Xiao Bei really didn't seem to have the makings of a scholar. She pretended to be annoyed and hit Wang Yiyi: "You child, what nonsense are you talking about? Go away."

After saying that, he turned to Zhao and said, "The child is still young and doesn't understand. You, as an elder, shouldn't take it to heart."

If you hold a grudge and word gets out, you'll be seen as bullying a junior.

Zhao managed to regain a sliver of reason and calmed her expression: "How could that be? Sanya is young and has never been to school, so it's normal for her to be immature. But my Xiaobei is different; he's born to be a scholar. You can't bear to see him like that, can you, Third Sister-in-law? I'll be frank today; your family has to put in the effort to help Xiaobei with his education."

Li's smile faltered: "Why do we have to put in the effort for this?"

This is more like borrowing money; you can always pay it back, but putting in effort is like giving it away for free.

Zhao said matter-of-factly, "Look, the relationship between our two families is impeccable. I've even given my niece to your family, so you can't refuse to help. If Xiao Bei becomes successful in the future, he will also take care of you."

Li looked somewhat displeased: "That's a marriage, not a gift."

Zhao lightly slapped her mouth: "Look at what I'm saying. It's about marriage. My niece has always doted on Xiao Bei. If she knew that Xiao Bei would have the opportunity to study, she would definitely approve of it."

Then he looked at Wang Dashan and said, "Right, Third Brother? You're the man of the family, you have to say something, it concerns your nephew's future."

Wang Dashan was at a loss for words. If he agreed, he knew a little about how much it cost to go to school, having learned a bit about it from Jiang Chengzong. If he disagreed, it seemed like he, as the uncle, was too heartless, unwilling to help his nephew with his studies.

In the end, he could only pretend to be ignorant: "You should ask Aunt Da Ya about that; she manages all the money in the house."

Upon hearing that there was hope, Zhao began to pester Li again: "Third brother has already agreed, third brother's wife, you won't disagree, will you?"

Li glared at Wang Dashan, who had indeed left her with all the difficult problems.

If it were any other time, I would have refused, but now that Da Tou's marriage has just been settled, what if something goes wrong?

After considering it carefully, she tentatively asked, "How much money is still short?"

Surely they won't have to pay for everything.

Zhao began to explain: "The tuition fee is two taels of silver a year, payable every six months. There's also money for books, writing materials, and so on. Since he's going to study, he can't be dressed too shabbily. We also need to get Xiao Bei a couple of new outfits, which will cost at least five taels of silver."

Five taels of silver? She works from dawn till dusk making tofu, earning only eight or nine hundred coins a day. This is five taels, and it's not a one-time payment, but an annual one.

Li's face looked rather grim; her own son and daughter hadn't even started school yet.

Not daring to refuse directly, she turned her pleading gaze to Wang Dashan, who then subconsciously looked at Wang Yiyi.

Wang Yiyi sighed inwardly; she knew what her parents were worried about.

"Second Aunt, which teacher said that? Don't be like Jiang Chengzong, just a money-swindler."

Zhao spat twice: "This teacher has taught the top scholar in the imperial examination. He's not like that unlucky Jiang Chengzong. He said Xiao Bei has talent when there are more than a dozen children."

Wang Yiyi said "oh" and thought to herself, "He's probably not a proper teacher."

He then added, "I know a teacher who runs a free elementary school. Let Xiao Bei go there for a while to save some money. Once my parents have finished building the house and recovered, we can send Xiao Bei to school. That way, we won't delay either process."

Zhao was not happy: "Free? What good stuff could it be? Don't let it hold my Xiao Bei back."

"Second Aunt, absolutely not. He's a top scholar in the provincial examination. Let Xiao Bei go and learn from him first. It's free anyway, so he won't lose out," Wang Yiyi continued to persuade.

Zhao finally agreed: "Then let's try it for a while. If it doesn't work, we'll have to go back to the teacher I found."

"Of course, Xiao Bei is so smart, she can learn well anywhere."

Wang Yiyi's flattery delighted Zhao Shi, who immediately agreed.

After Zhao left, Li lashed out at Wang Dashan: "Why didn't you say a single word of nonsense? I really owe your Wang family something."

Wang Dashan said with a fawning expression, "How could I, a grown man, possibly speak up between you women? Besides, what if Xiao Bei really is a scholar? If he passes the imperial examination, our family will also get a tax reduction."

Li was even more furious: "Look at that kid Xiao Bei, is he really cut out for studying? There are so many that you can't even count them all. Send a cow to school and it would do better than him."

Li was speaking the truth, and Wang Yi quickly stepped between the two: "Father, Mother, stop arguing. The elementary school class starts tomorrow. I'll take Xiao Bei with me, and my eldest and second eldest sisters will come too."

Li's anger hadn't subsided: "If this Wang Xiaobei can actually make something of himself, I'll take your surname Wang. What kind of person is he? Doesn't he even look in the mirror? If he really has the talent, I'll support him even if I have to go without food and drink."

Wang Dashan didn't dare to breathe loudly and let Li curse him.

Li cursed a few more times before the family finally stopped.

The next morning, Daya woke up very early.

Today is her first official day at school, and she is so nervous that she can't sleep.

Li also found the three of them the most presentable clothes: "Even if it's free, you should study hard and try to learn as many words as possible."

Zhao brought Xiao Bei over early in the morning, saying, "Take good care of your younger brother. When he becomes successful in the future, you sisters will also enjoy the benefits."

Xiao Bei wasn't very enthusiastic about studying, but his mother told him that he could ride a big horse to school. He broke free from Zhao's hand and tried to climb onto the carriage, but his head hit the carriage hard.

Enraged, he kicked the horse hard and glared at Wang Yi, saying fiercely, "Hurry up and help me onto the horse! Don't you have any sense?"

Wang Yi rolled her eyes and couldn't help but complain, "Someone like this is supposed to have a talent for studying? He must be blind."

Instead of being in a hurry, she said, "The roads in the village are narrow. Let's get on the bus after we leave the village. I'll teach you then."

"Hmph, at least you're sensible." Xiao Bei strode confidently toward the village entrance.