"OK."

After saying hello to Zhao Long, Ling Yun followed Da Wa and walked eastward.

"Ah sister, let's go."

Because Zhao Long's home is in the west and his home is in the east, they went home separately as soon as they left home.

"Shiro, how was your schooling today? Did you get beaten up by the old master?"

While walking, Da Wa suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand, looking up and down, as if he was worried that he would be beaten by the old master.

"No, sister, actually the old lady is quite gentle."

Looking at the worried eldest child, Ling Yun explained patiently in order to stop her from worrying too much.

"I heard from Xiaohua that the old master is very cruel. He beats her at every turn and forces her to stand still at every turn."

The eldest child did not believe in the gentle temperament of the old master, and seemed to be thinking about what to do if her brother was beaten and it hurt.

"Sister, don't worry. My brother is very good. How could I be willing to whip me before I even like him?"

"That's right. Shiro has always been well-behaved, and the old master has never been so unreasonable."

After a heartfelt phone call, Da Wa allayed her worries.

"By the way, sister, now that you are out, who is preparing the food at home?"

Ling Yun suddenly thought about what to do with the food at home when the eldest child went out.

He was not worried that there would be no food to eat, but he was worried that if the adults came back later and had no food to eat, which would affect their work in the afternoon, they would probably beat her again.

"Silang, don't be afraid, the food is almost ready. When I come out, let Erwa watch it for me and just add a little heat."

Seeing his worry, Da Wa said mischievously.

"By the way, sister, we paid homage to Confucius this morning and learned Chinese calligraphy. My brother will teach you how to write in the evening."

"Okay, okay."
Chapter completed!