She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Grandma Yan, what are you thinking? Manshu will take the college entrance examination in one more year. Why transfer her to the city now?"

"That's right. Not only is it difficult to get into a school in the city, it's also expensive. You've put all your savings into it, right?"

"Do I have to pay more to transfer to another school? I heard from a relative of mine that the starting price for transferring to a city school is 20,000 yuan. If you really have that much money, you might as well buy some delicious food for Manshu to eat. Look how thin that girl is."

"..."

Everyone had their say, and most people did not agree with her taking Manshu to the city to study.

Of course, there are also those who agree.

"I think transferring schools is a good thing. The education in the county is definitely not as good as that in the city."

"That's right. Any student picked out of those schools in City C will get higher scores than those in our county."

"Auntie Yan is a far-sighted person, and she is truly a cultured person."

"I also want to transfer my disappointing child to study in the city, but I'm afraid he won't be able to keep up with the learning progress of the city kids."

"..."

Someone else asked Grandma Yan: "What else does Manshu need to do to transfer to another school, besides paying more money? Can he transfer just by paying the money?"

The old lady had never heard Manshu say that he needed money.

"I heard from Nannan that there will be an entrance exam."

"Take the test a few days in advance. If you don't pass it, you won't be able to register and transfer in."

For those who transfer in their senior year of high school, Yingcai does have a certain threshold.

This is also because people are worried that some students transferring here will affect the admission rate of others.

"Ah? You still have to take an exam? Is the exam difficult? No wonder your Manshu has been staying at home to study hard for the past month."

In fact, some people also want to send their children here to study with Manshu and others.

Although they are not in the same grade, Manshu and Wang Yi are recognized in the village for their good grades.

They thought that coming together to study would allow the two of them to explain the questions to the children.

But the old lady didn't give in and just said there was no room at home.

There are also several children who will be in their senior year of high school next semester and will have heavy study workloads.

This disguised rejection discouraged some parents from making any moves.

Everyone was concerned about Wanmanshu's transfer to another school, and some people also asked what would happen to her fields if Grandma Yan went to the city.

Do you grow the crops yourself on weekends, or do you grow them for other people?

"I definitely can't come back. I have to cook for Manshu on weekdays. I'll have to come back on weekends. The bumpy ride back and forth makes me carsick."

What the old lady meant was that she wanted to give all the land to other people to farm.

Those who are willing to plant can communicate with her.

Finally, she chose two trustworthy ones and gave them the items that were close to their homes.

It was agreed that each family would be given 100 kilograms of food every year.

This amount of food is so little that it is equivalent to giving it away for free.

Both families were very happy.

In order to avoid any further complications, he took the initiative to find the village chief, wrote a note and put his fingerprints on it.

Old Mrs. Wang, who rushed over after hearing the news, was unhappy when she heard that Grandma Yan had given away all the land.

From a distance, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Sister Yan, look at us neighbors, why don't you leave the land for me to farm?"

"We can cultivate your land and watch over your house. They are far away, so you won't even know if a thief breaks into your house at night."

It is an established custom for those who farm other people's fields to help look after other people's houses.

But how could Grandma Yan dare to ask Grandma Wang for help?

She was afraid that if she gave the key to Old Lady Wang, she would empty the house in the blink of an eye.

Although there is nothing nice about this shabby house, it is full of the old lady's memories.

She didn't want to be humiliated by Old Lady Wang.