Su Changsheng also heard the sound in the distance and walked out of the house.
When Su Ling saw him from afar, she ran over and wheedled.
Su Changsheng had already changed into clean clothes, so he carried her up with ease.
"Girl, how do you feel on the first day of school?"
Su Ling happily told him what she had seen in the school today and even took out the words she had written.
She looked proud and tilted her head back.
"Master even praised me. I'm the youngest in the school, but I know as much as they do!"
Su Changsheng looked at the crooked words on the paper and was happy. He could not help but touch her head.
After a while, he finally noticed his youngest son not far away.
"Xiaodong, come here."
Reluctantly, Xiaodong walked toward him. He felt suddenly aggrieved by his father's loving expression.
"Father, Master hit my palm. Look, my hand is red!"
He reached out to him and saw the heartache in Su Changsheng's eyes.
"What's going on? Master doesn't look like someone who would physically punish a student."
Su Ling was covering her mouth and snickering. Seeing her like this, Su Changsheng put her down.
He knelt down and looked at her seriously.
"Girl, tell me, why did Master hit your third brother?"
Su Ling had always felt sorry for her three brothers and would usually share more food with them. However, at this moment, she was gloating. It was really strange.
Su Ling looked at Xiaodong, who was eyeing her covetously. After hesitating for a while and confirming that he did not dare to attack her, she asked Su Changsheng to go closer.
As expected, Su Changsheng leaned over and heard her say, "Third Brother fell asleep in class!"
When Su Changsheng heard this, he was furious. Seeing that Xiaodong still wanted to run, he picked him up.
"What did Father tell you? I asked you to go to school to learn things and to read. What's wrong with you? How can you fall asleep in class?"
Su Xiaodong immediately felt guilty. His legs flailed in the air as he begged for mercy.
"Father, Father, I was wrong. Don't be angry. I won't do it again."
Su Changsheng finally put him down, his expression still serious.
"Xiaodong, you're 11 years old this year. You can't even read as much as your sister. Think about what you'll do in the future. Do you want to live like me and guard the crops in the fields every day? Your eldest brother and second brother can still read a few words after attending school for a few years. They can also find work in town. What about you? What are you going to do in the future?"
Su Changsheng looked at him with a pained expression.
Not daring to speak or cry, Xiaodong turned to his sister for help.
Su Ling received his pleading gaze and decided to help him.
"Father, I'll keep an eye on Third Brother from now on. I won't let him sleep in class. Don't be angry."
Seeing how sensible and obedient his daughter was, Su Changsheng's anger gradually dissipated, but he still worried.
Xiaoqiu was sensible and steady. He never worried him when he did things. Xiaochun was not a lazy person. He also had some business acumen and would not be a problem in the future. Little Su Ling was smart and learned things quickly. Even if she could not achieve much in the future, life would not be a problem.
But it was this youngest son who gave him a headache.
He was used to being wild. In the past, he was unwilling to follow his brothers to school and ran around the village every day. Now, he could not read a word.
After thinking about it, he decided that he had to go to the fortune-teller's house and ask him to help control him.
He did not want to raise him to be a good-for-nothing.