When he thought about how he might not be able to come back for a long time after going to the prefectural academy, Xiao Ye was also a little disappointed. He was only a six-year-old child after all, and it was still difficult for him to live alone without his family. He could not help but cry, "I don't want to leave you guys."
Mother Jian's heart ached as she pulled him into her embrace and comforted him, "Be good, don't cry."
Jian Qingqing knew that some children were too young to feel safe without their loved ones, and some of them might even have psychological problems. Xiao Ye was only six years old, and he would only be in the first grade now. Going to the Prefectural Academy now was equivalent to going to boarding school in the first grade, it would not be good for the child's body and mind in the long run.
She said hesitantly, "Why don't we go when we're older? It's not bad to study in the county now."
