Chapter 4727: Dumb Brain and Poor Study

He still understands love letters.

You are already thirteen or fourteen years old in junior high school, are you still young?

In Zhao Yuanjing's opinion, this is the age at which one can get married.

However, judging from Zhao Xiahua's reaction, it seems that she is still a very young child at this age.

"Brother, you are so good! I knew you could win!" Feng Duoduo asked, "These letters..."

"threw."

"Okay." Feng Duoduo turned around and saw Zhao Xiahua, and immediately exclaimed, "Mom, what's wrong with your head?"

"It's okay, I bumped into it."

"How is that possible?" Feng Duoduo didn't believe it at all.

She glanced at Zhao Yuanjing and asked in a low voice, "Brother, did your stepfather hit you again?"

Zhao Yuanjing nodded and glanced at the homework she was writing.

It seems that he is writing an article.

What kind of vernacular was written?

Zhao Yuanjing could only confirm that what she wrote was not eight-legged essay.

Yun Dai once said that there are many subjects to learn in this world, compulsory education, and all children must study, regardless of gender.

It’s not just about reading articles or writing eight-legged essays.

After all, Zhao Yuanjing was considered a scholar. When he saw the thick pile of books on the table, he picked up one and started reading.

The winding ghost symbols.

I can't understand it at all.

He thought of several foreigners brought back by the Yunji merchant ship.

Presumably, this is also the word used by overseas people.

The cover is written in English.

He put down the book and picked up another one. The cover said Volume 2 of seventh grade, Chinese.

Fortunately, he could understand these normal words.

I picked up another book and couldn’t understand it again.

physics?

He opened it and looked at it, seeming to realize something in his heart.

This has something to do with the knowledge Yun Dai told him.

What magnetic fields, masses, objects, etc.

Zhao Xiahua and Feng Duoduo both looked at him curiously.

"Brother, what are you doing reading my book? I thought you couldn't even understand it."

"How do you talk, kid? Your brother is actually smart, but he just doesn't care. As long as he is willing to read carefully, he will be able to read well." Zhao Xiahua scolded her daughter.

Zhao Yuanjing heard it.

That Zhao Xiaojing is poor in studies and stupid.

Zhao Xiahua came to comfort him again: "You have been delayed by your mother and your stepfather all these years. Oh, what a good child... Xiaojing, there is only the last month left, I'm sorry. Please, just calm down and study hard. Children from poor families like us have no way out if they don’t study. Do you want to work in a factory? You are still young."

Feng Duoduo said: "If I can't get into high school, I can go to a vocational school. I think it's good to learn a skill."

"What do you know?" Zhao Xiahua glared at her, "There is a lot of chaos in the vocational high school. Even good children can be led astray! Your brother is so honest, and he is not bullied? The kid in the news last time, from the vocational high school, was Several boys were beaten to death, have you forgotten?"

Feng Duoduo remained silent.

Zhao Xiahua pulled Zhao Yuanjing to sit down: "The room is very messy. I'm busy every day, and your sister is lazy. Don't mind... Come, sit down, I'll get some food. By the way, there's a can of delicious food here. Take it. Just drink and eat for a while. Why don't you read a book for a while and do your homework."

Zhao Yuanjing looked at the jar in his hand and studied it carefully for a moment, not knowing where to start.

Feng Duoduo turned to look at him: "Brother, aren't you going to take off your makeup and change your clothes?"

"Where to change?"

"...Forget it, it's really inconvenient for our family."