"Cheng Fang, didn't you go to school?" Little Yuan Chun suddenly asked.
Cheng Fang scratched his head, somewhat bitterly saying, "I... I went to study, but then no one would take care of the work in the fields. I can't always rely on the village chief and others to help; I've grown up now and need to support myself. I just don't have time to study, although there are many kids in the village who don't study either. It's not just me."
Cheng Fang really wanted to go to school, very much so. He didn't want to be blind to the world, unable to even write his own name in the future. But he needed to make a living, he had no money for school.
Even if he sold grain for money, he couldn't afford his own education.
The fact that he's even able to fill his stomach is already quite good.
