She merely said worriedly, "No. 1 and No. 10 Middle School are both key schools. They're not easy to get into."
"I know." Zhuang Chaoying nodded. "There's still half a year before the junior high entrance exams. That works out nicely. I'll talk Tu Nan around first, then have Jingcheng and Xiaoting study with him."
Zhou Cheng lay in bed with his eyes closed, listening to the couple talk.
He had to admit that grading those exams had made quite an impression on Zhuang Chaoying.
At least when it came to the children's education, he was taking it even more seriously.
In this era, there really weren't many fathers who cared more about their children's studies than Zhuang Chaoying did.
Even Lin Wufeng next door, who had actually gotten into university-and Jiaotong University at that-fell far short of Zhuang Chaoying in the importance he placed on his child's education.
Of course, Lin Wufeng couldn't be blamed for that.
Circumstances had been unusual when Lin Wufeng attended university. He had barely started before he could no longer attend.
He was a good student and capable, yet he had stumbled through life. Meanwhile, those who shouted empty slogans and did nothing decent had all been promoted and lived comfortably.
After those experiences, Lin Wufeng had completely lost faith in education. Instead, he had come to believe the saying, "First fate, second luck, third feng shui," and left everything to chance.
As for Lin Dongzhe's studies, his only requirement was that the boy not grow up illiterate. Anything beyond that was up to him, entirely dependent on his own fortune.
Less than two days after Zhuang Chaoying returned, the school broke up for winter vacation.
The alley was noisy all day long, but Zhou Cheng didn't sit idle either.
Whenever he had nothing