According to the Records of the History of Shentu: Si Youshunde, when he first entered the state school, he met a wise man like a horse with a thousand li, but luckily met a wise man. From then on...

"Mom, did you hear that the old gentleman is actually a 'wise man'?" Zhu San was even more excited than Zhu Qi after returning from the state journal. He kept repeating, "A wise man, we have a long life."

There are actually wise men in this city..."

Before, the Zhu family naturally didn't know what a "wise man" was, but once Mr. Gu popularized it, they understood the status of a "wise man".

"Wise men" are different from calligraphers and painters. Unlike calligraphers and painters, they have fixed works that can be tasted and appreciated. Before they do something amazing, they often only circulate in a small area.

So, it is normal that Mr. Cen has never heard of it.

But just based on Pushou Zhouxue's praise for him, we know that Mr. Xu's status here must be very high.

Ye Yuran smiled and nodded: "I know, you've said it many times, don't you need a good rest?"

"Hehehehe... My brother is a close disciple of the wise man. Even if I say it a hundred times, I won't get tired..." Zhu Sanqi muttered like a child.

Zhu Qi was also giggling next to him.

Although he didn't understand the point behind it, he was also very happy to see that his third brother was happy about his affairs.

"Yes, yes, for such a happy thing, you can write a letter and send it back to the village to make everyone happy too." Ye Yuran said.

"Of course, for sure, I'll write it when I get back..." Just after saying this, Zhu San was stunned again, "I'll write it?"

He pointed to his nose, somewhat disbelieving.

"It's not like you don't know how to read, so why can't you write?" Ye Yuran said matter-of-factly.

Zhu San was dumbfounded: "But... I don't know as many characters as my seventh brother. Should I let my seventh brother write this kind of thing?"

"What Lao Qi writes is what Lao Qi writes, and what you write is what you write." Ye Yuran looked into his eyes and said seriously, "Lao Qi is not a roundworm in your belly, how did he know that you wanted to write

What?"

"But..." Zhu San didn't know how to refute.

He quickly realized that in fact, his mother did not want him to complete the task of writing letters, but wanted him to further "improve" himself by writing letters.

In my heart, I was both surprised and happy, like a stream of warm water flowing through me.

——No matter what time, my mother will think of him!

"Mom, I know, I will write it." Zhu San said.

Ye Yuran smiled: "Since you agreed, you must write well. Don't be lazy and let Lao Qi write home alone."

"Yes, third brother, I told you a long time ago that you can do it yourself, you don't have to ask me to write it for you..." Zhu Qi giggled beside him.

He didn't think so much, he just felt that it was really great that he could save some energy and not have to write certain things in the letter on behalf of his third brother.

——Hehe! Third brother can also have some "little secrets"!

In Zhu Qi's view, letters can contain "little secrets". For example, the correspondence between him and Dabao and Erbao is full of little secrets.

The three of them were happy and visited Pushou City on the way back.

However, the things here are quite expensive. After shopping for a long time, the mother and son were not willing to buy anything.

However, I was really hungry later on, so I bought some local snacks from a food stall and tried them.

"Mom, I feel that these sesame cakes are not as delicious as the ones you made."

While biting sesame seed cakes, Zhu Qi spoke about his experience very honestly.

"Pfft..." Ye Yuran suddenly laughed and said, "It's not that it's not as delicious as the one I made. It's just that you're used to the taste. What I make is not called sesame biscuits, but meat sandwich biscuits. This is

Real sesame cakes, baked in a special stove, are fragrant and crispy."

"That's because we don't have a stove at home. If we had one, it would definitely taste better than what he cooks." Zhu Qi looked confident, as if the most delicious food in the world was gathered at his home.

Ye Yuran and Zhu San were a little helpless against him.

Although they have a lot of delicious food, you can’t deny that the food made by others is also delicious, right?

"Have you heard about the banquet with the eldest son?"

"Isn't that right? I heard that this man is very talented. Many young men in Pushou City are rushing to make friends with him."

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The mother and son had just finished eating the sesame cakes when they heard a few people resting and chatting.

Originally they wouldn't pay attention, but the "title" mentioned by these people suddenly attracted their attention.

"Master Yan?" Zhu San turned around and asked Zhu Qi, "Old Qi, isn't he the Master Yan you know? When he wrote to you, did he say when he would come to Pushou City?

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"I only said that I would come to the state school to study, but I didn't mention when exactly..." Zhu Qi said stupidly, "Third brother, isn't he the one they were talking about?"

"We only know Mr. Wei Yan, but we don't know if they are talking about the one we know." Zhu San said regretfully, "It's a pity. If we knew if it was him, we could come and visit him."

Come on, after all, I have helped you a lot, so it is reasonable and reasonable to take this trip."

"He left an address."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

"Didn't we just arrive?" Zhu Qi looked innocent.

How did he know that Yan and An would arrive so early?

But since Yan and An have left an address for Zhu Qi, there is no need to worry. They can just make a trip tomorrow and hand over a greeting note.

When communicating with everyone's young masters, it's not like in the countryside, where you can just go to the house you want to go to. Instead, you need to submit a "Better Letter" in advance to inform the other party about when you will go.

It would be very impolite to go there without warning in advance.

After all, the bigger the family, the more complicated things are at home, and the more likely you are to run into "inconvenient" times for others.

Of course, if the relationship has matured to a certain level, that's another matter.

But now, although Zhu Qi has been exchanging letters with Yan Hean, they are not familiar with each other yet, and it is not clear whether the other party likes this kind of "surprise attack", so it is better to be cautious.

Zhu Qi said: "I will write it when I get back."

Thinking that he would meet Yan and An soon, Zhu Qi couldn't wait. He wanted to go back home and write a letter quickly, and he didn't even want to go shopping on the street.

Ye Yuran and Zhu San felt helpless again: They really thought about it!

——Fortunately, they have almost finished shopping, and it is really time to go home and have a rest, otherwise...

What Ye Yuran didn't expect was that with their "undecided return date", they would bump into Chen's wife who was looking at the door when they returned to Chen's house.

Mrs. Chen was not embarrassed. She smiled when she saw them: "Aunt Zhu, are you back? Oh, but you are back. I saw you going out in the morning and you haven't come back. I was afraid that something would happen to you outside...

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Chapter completed!