When the teacher heard the student’s words, he frowned.
He had always regretted that Su Jingci was not his own child. With Su Jingci’s talent, he might have already passed the xiucai examination by now.
Even after all these years, he still harbored that regret.
He didn’t believe Shen Yunzhi had come for Su Jingci. Thinking of the rumors about Shen Yunhai, he drew his own conclusion.
Shen Yunzhi had clearly come prepared this time. The teacher glanced at what she had brought and sneered.
“You’ve really gone all out for Shen Yunhai.”
If only she had devoted even half the effort she spent on Shen Yunhai to Su Jingci, the boy wouldn’t be in his current situation.
“Teacher, you misunderstand.” Shen Yunzhi hurried to explain. “Before, I was blinded by foolishness. I was the one who delayed Ci-ge’s studies. I came today to ask — does he still have a chance to continue?”
“What trick are you playing now?” The teacher didn’t believe a single word she said.
“I truly want him to study.” She spoke anxiously. “You’ve said yourself that Ci-ge is clever. I want to plan more carefully for his future.”
“You really agree to let Su Jingci study?”
“Yes, yes. I even brought the tuition.” She took out the prepared silver.
“Su Jingci’s talent is extraordinary. My own abilities are limited — I cannot properly teach him.”
“It was my fault before. I spoke nonsense. If you’re angry, take it out on me. Scold me, beat me if you must — but don’t involve the child.”
“That’s not what I meant.” Seeing her misunderstanding, the teacher clarified, “I’ve found a suitable teacher for him. If you’re willing, have him bring the tuition tomorrow. I’ll introduce him.”
“May I ask where this teacher is from?”
“That’s not something you need to worry about. He teaches well, but his tuition is higher than others — five taels of silver a year.”
Shen Yunzhi clenched her teeth. “As long as Ci-ge can study, money is not an issue.”
She had ten taels in hand, and the business was generating income. Supporting Su Jingci’s education would not be a problem.
This chapter hits differently.
The teacher didn’t just see talent — he saw wasted potential. And now she’s standing there, admitting fault publicly.
That’s a huge emotional shift.
Also five taels a year? That’s serious commitment money. She’s betting on her son’s future now.
Send the next one when you’re ready — this redemption arc is building beautifully.
Her ready agreement made the teacher look at her with new respect.
When Shen Yunzhi returned home, she called Su Jingci into the room, intending to talk to him about his studies. Before she could even begin, she noticed his hands were covered in cracks. Some areas were already showing signs of inflammation.
“Was it from the false groundcherry?”
No wonder he hadn’t let her touch it.
He had been afraid she wouldn’t be able to handle it.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Shen Yunzhi grabbed his hand and led him outside. “Let’s go see the doctor and get some medicine.”
Su Jingci’s hands were meant for reading and writing.
The doctor was visibly startled when he saw them. Shaking his head, he said, “The injury is too severe. The medicine I have here probably won’t be enough.”
Shen Yunzhi’s eyes reddened.
“Mother, don’t worry about me,” Su Jingci said gently. “It’s just a small injury. It’ll heal in a few days.”
“No. We have to get proper medicine.”
“It’s getting late. By the time we arrive, the pharmacy will be closed.”
Shen Yunzhi glanced outside. It was indeed late.
But looking at her son’s hands, her heart ached fiercely.
After everyone had gone to sleep, she took out the jade pendant and asked Song Yinuo whether there was suitable medicine in her world.
She remembered Song Yinuo mentioning that in her era, shops stayed open all day.
“He’s probably having an allergic reaction,” Song Yinuo said. She herself had made ice jelly before — at most her hands would swell, not become this severe. “I think I have some anti-allergy medicine.”
Song Yinuo transmitted the medicine through the pendant.
“Have him take one pill a day. Just one each time. And apply this ointment twice daily. He should recover in a few days.”
“But he has to see his teacher tomorrow,” Shen Yunzhi worried. “What if his hands can’t hold a brush?”