Zi Lan saw Zi Yan through the crack in the door and showed a sweet smile, "Brother, my father just said that he would take me to the village to play on the day.

I specially begged my father, and he agreed to take my brothers to play with him. This is a reward for you to study hard these days without slacking off. Brother, what are you rewarding me?"

After saying that, he shook his head and tail proudly, and his arrogant look was so painful.

Zi Yan and Yang Yu looked at each other and immediately smiled in surprise. They turned their heads to look at the sister outside the crack of the door, "Really, my sister loves us. What do you say you want? I will never refuse what my brother can do."

"Let me borrow your handwritten book and read it. Dad taught me the new content, but I don't understand it very well. Let me take a look at the notes."

Zilan wanted to take it to the space to copy and review it. She was not a real genius. At most, she was smart, but more so she was just diligent and hardworking.

"What's this? I promise you. I'll sort it out and send it to you. If you don't understand, please come and ask your brother."

Zi Yan agreed happily when he heard this.

"Also, you can get me another set of four treasures in the study, and I'll be useful."

Zilan wanted to take it into the space to practice calligraphy, but she was too young and was still in the stage of supervision by adults, so she couldn't go out to buy it, so she could only ask her brother for it. There was no such thing in the space.

"Okay, my sister is a good student and I naturally have to support me, so I will cover it."

Zi Lan smiled sweetly, "Brother is the best. Don't tell your parents and the others, you should say I've wasted it."

"Okay, don't worry, I've complained behind my back for a long time, and I didn't care for you any time."

Zi Yan happily agreed that this was a trivial matter and it didn't hinder it.

"Thank you brother, my aunt told me to cook some sour plum soup and mung bean soup for you. Remember to bring a bowl to the master and some refreshments and fruits. If you are hungry, please make your stomach."

"Okay, I got it, you go back."

Zi Yan waved to her. The women in the yard where the martial arts practice cannot enter. This was decided by the old man of the Yanghou Mansion himself. Even the old lady could not enter. What was afraid that the women's family members would be soft-hearted to interfere in the martial arts master's teachings, which would make it difficult for the master to be a human being and would delay the child.

"Okay, I'm leaving, goodbye brothers."

After Zi Lan finished the good news, she stood up and waved to her brothers and ran away. She was about to continue painting lotus flowers.

"Go and go, slow down and don't fall."

Zi Yan kept reminding him from behind until he couldn't see his sister.

"It's still my sister who loves us. I've been so tired these days. I really don't want to get up in the morning."

Yang Lin also moved his sore shoulders and wailed in pain.

Practicing martial arts is extremely hard. You can't slack off at all when practicing in winter and practice in summer and you can't slack off at all. Only in this way can you make a pair of copper and iron bones come out. Otherwise, why should you go to the battlefield? You will also be a delivery person if you go.

"Practicing martial arts is always hard. My father often says that only by suffering can one become the best. You should know that many farmers' children in the country do not have such a chance to get such a good education even if they have good roots.

I used to go around the countryside and understand the people's conditions and saw a lot of people's livelihoods. Now I have such a good opportunity to study with my grandfather. We should cherish and be grateful and work harder to be worthy of the care of our elders."

Yang Lin had almost never suffered any hardships and couldn't help asking curiously: "Are they working hard?"

"Well, you know that those who can afford to read are those who are loose at hand. Even such pens, ink, paper and inkstones are precious and cannot be wasted.

When I was studying in a local school, many children practiced writing with sand tables, asking parents to help make a square flat box with soil or sand inside and wooden sticks as pens. They practiced writing like this.

Older children write well and will help rich young masters copy books, and they can only practice calligraphy and review books, and can also earn some small money to pay for the repair fee.

And even so, they don’t have any notes to read carefully. It all depends on their own understanding and hard study. It is really too difficult for poor families to jump into the Dragon Gate."

It is precisely because Zi Yan has experienced life among the people that he is very down-to-earth and pragmatic, and is more grateful and knows how to cherish it. He is also working harder and more motivated, and does not miss any opportunity to improve himself.

The three brothers were all a little surprised, and Yang Lin sighed blankly, "It turns out that the countryside is really as hard as they said."

Yang Yu nodded seriously, "Yes, Brother Yan is true. I have seen him at the farm. Some children practice calligraphy on the ground, and they learned from others. They barely recognize a few words. Whenever they see us studying, they are full of envy."

"That's not true. My father often uses them to teach us brothers and sisters, and we must know how to cherish and be grateful, and we must not slackew."

Zi Yan giggled.

"No wonder my father likes you so much. I wish I could change my son. Brother Yan, I have no place to stand like this."

Yang Lin covered his face and complained sadly.

"That's whether my second uncle is so damn good at loving and chasing. He has too high expectations for you, so he has stricter requirements. Have you ever given me a good face? I praise you every time I take the school exam, and I never praise me. Even my sister Lan'er rarely gets a word of praise."

Zi Yan rolled his eyes to him in anger.

Yang Lin laughed again. My uncle is really good at learning, he is also very patient with them, is kind to tempt them, and teaches them the six craftsmanship of gentlemen, but he is much gentler than his father.

"Okay, I'm back to practice."

Master Wu saw that the time was almost over, so he asked them to continue to come back to practice.

Zilan jumped back to the yard and saw the girls kneeling on the ground. Shuhui also had a stern face as if she was angry.

"Sister Hui, what's wrong?"

Zi Lan looked around and didn't know what was going on.

"What else can it be? All these girls don't have brains to work, they're so angry."

Shuhui waved her sleeves angrily and scolded her.

Zi Lan felt strange, and after a closer look, she suddenly found that the half-drawn lotus picture on her drawing board had been ruined.

I stood there in a daze for a while without saying anything, and my expression was a little dazed.

"Good sister, don't be sad. I have scolded the girls. It's their negligence. Don't be sad."

The first time Shuhui saw Zi Lan's dazed expression, she was a little panicked for a moment, and pulled her sleeve and persuaded her anxiously.

"Who has come just now?"

Zi Lan asked calmly.

"I saw you running away, so my son-in-law went to the study room in the front yard. Later, Miss Xuan'er came over and said a few words to us. Who knew that she suddenly took a pen and said she would help you draw a few strokes. We had already become like this before we could stop it. Girl, I'm really sorry, please punish me."

Hongmei also knelt on the ground, with a look of guilt, and a flash of spirit, Zhao Xuan'er rushed over and took a brush and wiped it twice, destroying the lotus picture.

After hearing this, Zi Lan smiled clearly, sighed and said, "Oh! All the good moods are ruined. Hongmei, you are the eldest maid, but you have made such a mistake.
Chapter completed!