This was a do-or-die situation for Feng Shaoli. He had been waiting for many years to take the imperial examination. In his early years, although his family had Ping Shi to help him, they were very poor. Over the years, he had served as an official in various places, but his rank was always low. However, he had a hardworking and thrifty wife, Ping Shi, who not only raised Feng Shaoli's younger siblings to adulthood and helped them get married, but also saved up a considerable amount of money.

Wu Muyue admired Feng Shaoli's character and repeatedly advised him to take advantage of his youth to go to the capital to participate in the imperial examination. After much deliberation, Feng Shaoli decided to give it a shot. So, he resigned from his official post and went to Tai'an to study with his family.

While Xu Zhi was packing her luggage at home, Ping Shi was also packing her luggage at home. The family had lived in this courtyard for several years and had developed feelings for it. Everywhere she looked was full of memories, and she couldn't bear to throw anything away.

With a small purse she had made, Miao'er found Xu Zhi with red eyes. Reluctantly, she took out the purse and said to Xu Zhi, "My father said he was going to take my mother and us to school. I don't know when we will meet again after this separation. Aunt Zheng, this is the best and first purse I made. I'm giving it to you. Please keep it safe. When you see this purse, you will remember me."

Seeing how reluctant Miao'er was to part with her, Xu Zhi quickly pulled her into her arms and said, "Do you know where your father is going to study? Let me tell you, it's my aunt's house. Once my husband and I have settled down, I will send letters to my aunt's house. Miao'er, learn to read well with your father and sister, and then write to me, okay?"

Miao'er stared with her big, round eyes in disbelief and said, "Is this really Aunt Zheng's aunt's house?"