What she remembers most clearly is that in order to study at their school, students' families had to own a house in the county. Only those with a house were eligible to take the entrance exam for their school. Just this one point alone disqualified her, leaving her without even a chance to prove herself.

She went to another school for an exam. She chose a seat by the window and was pondering a difficult question on the exam paper that she had never seen before. A student who was picking up his report card looked out the window and said something that she still remembers vividly: "This question is too easy. There is no need to think about it. I can write it down directly. It was a question on our sixth-grade final exam."

The huge gap disturbed her mind. Sitting in the examination room, listening to the student's proud tone, she felt a burning shame and an overwhelming sense of inferiority.

The types of questions she had never seen before, the questions she had racked her brains over, were actually considered child's play by others. At that moment, she also deeply understood how big the gap was between teaching in rural towns and teaching in cities.

She spent a lot of time solving that problem, and she didn't even know what she was writing. She accidentally got all the answers to that 20-point question right. The teacher specially called her to the office to analyze and solve the whole test paper for her, and even gave her a phone number so that she could call and ask if she had any questions in the future.

She understood that it was the teacher's praise for her, and that answer sheet would soon become her admission notice.

Walking through the campus, she was immersed in the joy of sudden enlightenment, but at the same time, she was still bothered by the student's words. The turmoil in her heart could not be calmed for a long time, but she did not tell anyone.

She started at a significant disadvantage compared to her peers. Later, she was able to study in the county as she wished, but she chose a relatively ordinary school. But what did it matter? For her young self, being able to study in the county was infinitely better than studying in the town.

She used to find it hard to imagine what her parents were like when they went to find a school for her. But when she saw the original owner's father, it was as if she saw him and realized that her parents were just as careful and cautious in their efforts to secure a spot!

Qi Yu did not linger for long. He left as soon as Lan Qingyue and Lan Rongchang entered.

Lan Qingyue turned on all the lights in the living room, and the room was immediately bright and magnificent. Lan Rongchang stood awkwardly by the coffee table.

Lan Qingyue was puzzled, but since she regarded him as her father, she called him "Dad" much more naturally. "Dad, why are you standing? Please sit down."

"No, no," Lan Rongchang waved his hand, looked at the sofa covered with cute cushions, then at the soft, brand-new carpet, and gently moved his feet, saying with difficulty, "Qingqing, Dad has been on a long journey all day, and I'm all sweaty and smelly. I'd like to go to the guest room to take a shower first."

So he refused to sit down because he was worried about his body odor getting on the sofa?

Lan Qingyue understood.

Do I really need to be so careful when I'm with my daughter?

Lan Qingyue sighed helplessly and led Lan Rongchang to a room on the first floor.

She had already noticed that there was a large room on the first floor, which was neatly tidied up but had few clothes on it. She guessed that it was prepared by the original owner specifically for her father.

Lan Qingyue went to the kitchen. There were some eggs, vegetables, and a few pieces of meat in the refrigerator. She had gone out for a walk last night to buy them. She had originally bought enough for two days, but since Lan Rongchang had come, she planned to cook all the meat as a way of showing filial piety on behalf of the original owner of the body.