One week later.

“Old Su, I quietly asked the team leader about Zilu going to school. He said Zilu can attend school. Like other members’ children, the tuition fee is two yuan per semester, but he has to walk by himself to the neighboring production team’s school.”

Old Feng finally got the details about his grandson’s schooling.

Luckily, there were no restrictions in this regard. Feeling both excited and happy, he quickly shared the good news with Su Huaiyuan.

“That’s really great, but Zilu has to go to school by himself. Are you sure you’re okay with that?!”

Su Huaiyuan sincerely felt happy for Old Feng but also worried about Zilu’s safety on the way to school.

After all, Old Feng didn’t have time to pick up or drop off his grandson. Moreover, another worry was whether Zilu’s identity might cause him to be bullied at school.

One problem after another—worries piled up endlessly.

Fortunately, by the time Dabao and Xiaobao reached school age, their situation should have improved and they would be back in the city, so they didn’t have such troubles.

As soon as he finished saying this, Old Feng fell silent, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on him.

To be honest, Old Feng was really not at ease, not at all.

“Old Su, give me some advice. On one hand, Zilu can’t afford to delay schooling; on the other hand, I’m afraid he’ll be bullied.”

Old Feng was extremely conflicted and didn’t know what to do, so he wanted to ask Su Huaiyuan’s opinion.

Su Huaiyuan was also unsure; as a university professor, he had no experience with this matter but understood Old Feng’s feelings.

“Wait a moment. How about I ask my wife? She knows more than I do.”

Aru’s experience was richer and she understood future trends better.

Maybe she would have a better solution for Feng Zilu’s schooling.

Old Feng’s eyes lit up as soon as he heard that and immediately agreed.

Soon, Qiao Jiuru learned about this. Almost without hesitation, she gave her opinion first.

“Letting the child go to school alone isn’t safe, and Old Feng, you don’t feel at ease either. Even if he goes to school, you worry about him being bullied. Why not have him study at home first?”

“Actually, for primary school grades one to three, Old Feng, you can teach at home. If Zilu is smart and has good study methods, he can self-study up to grade five. Then he can register at school and skip grades.”

Jiuru thought if she were in this situation, she definitely wouldn’t send Dabao and Xiaobao to school unless she could escort them. If not, she’d rather teach them at home.

She, Su Huaiyuan, Su Ze, and Zhou Wanwan—university professors—could surely teach two elementary school kids!

Besides, there are study methods, and if needed, they could use the “sea of problems” approach—practice lots of questions, and how could they still fail exams?

The more Old Feng listened, the brighter his eyes became, nodding repeatedly. He could totally teach his grandson himself—no need to send him to school at all.

“Old Qiao, explain it again carefully.”

Old Su’s wife really knew more than Old Su himself.

He hadn’t paid much attention before but now realized that in Old Su’s family, Old Qiao was the real decision-maker.

“Old Feng, first gather textbooks for grades one to three. You can finish teaching grade one within less than a semester. Give the child plenty of practice questions regularly to apply knowledge and understand it thoroughly. Primary school knowledge isn’t difficult.”

“Next summer, register Zilu at school. Pay the two-yuan tuition fee. As long as his grades are good, he can skip grades. He won’t have to attend classes regularly, only take exams. Not many schools would refuse that.”

“This also applies to middle school, but his grades need to be good. Actually, kids learning together at school is better, but given our current situation and the distance to the nearest school, it’s better to skip formal schooling until before middle school.”

Jiuru earnestly shared this experience with Old Feng, all from what she’d heard in her past life but fitting the current situation well.

Also, today’s primary school teachers weren’t highly qualified—mostly just middle or high school graduates.

While teaching primary school wasn’t a problem, compared to decades later when university graduates teach elementary students, her own teaching would be better.

Anyway, she’d rather teach herself.

Old Feng was enlightened and very excited. His worries and concerns were resolved all at once.

“Old Qiao, your idea is great. Zilu is still young, and I really don’t feel comfortable letting him go alone. I’ll ask the team leader to help find the textbooks, and I’ll pay for them myself.”

Old Feng was now completely at ease and full of energy to work.

Sure enough, in less than three days, Bai Lianshan easily found textbooks for grades one and two.

From then on, Feng Zilu studied by himself at home.

He was also happy not to have to go to school.

In fact, he was afraid—afraid to go to an unfamiliar place alone, afraid of being bullied.

Half a month later, letters and packages from Zhang Hong and Lu Baoguo arrived one after another.

This time, the packages mainly contained medicines: stomach medicine, painkillers, blood pressure medicine, and blood sugar medicine.

Also, two bags of malted milk powder for Dabao and Xiaobao, plus two pounds of White Rabbit candy.

At this time, White Rabbit candy was equivalent to milk; two pieces could be dissolved into a glass of milk. Without milk powder, the candy was a good substitute.

Zhang Hong couldn’t find milk powder, so he had to buy the candy for the two little ones.

Lu Baoguo’s package contained dried sea fish, kelp, dried shrimp, and cured meat.

He specially found someone to buy these items and had easier access than others.

After Qiao Jiuru and Su Huaiyuan received these goods, they divided them into portions: one for Ninth Uncle, one for Bai Lianshan, one shared between Old Feng and Cai Qingwen’s families, and the last shared among others in the cattle pen.

Her space storage still held plenty of these sea products, stocked before being sent down from the city.

She had stored hundreds of pounds of dried sea fish, dozens of pounds of kelp, over ten pounds of seaweed, and dozens of pounds of dried shrimp and small shrimp—enough to last two to three years.

The only issue was needing a reason to take things out of the space.

Now, with the sea products from Lu Baoguo, she finally had a reason.

So, after dinner, Su Huaiyuan and Qiao Jiuru quickly set out under the cover of darkness to deliver some sea products to their youngest daughter.