To catch up with the schedule and be able to switch classes sooner, Mo Zhong had no choice but to harden his heart and push himself to at least switch to an adult class. Spending every day with children was just too embarrassing.

After a day of school, when he got home, his daughter was still supervising him. Watching his daughter lying on the recliner, occasionally stuffing a snack into her mouth, Mo Zhong felt like the little girl in his heart was crying her eyes out.

"Dad, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and study." Mo Qian interrupted Mo Zhong, who was daydreaming, not letting him slack off. If he didn't pass the exam quickly, when would he ever be able to live a life where he had everything done for him?

This all stems from the bizarre system of that era: only those whose family members passed the imperial examinations and achieved the rank of Xiuren were allowed to hire maids and servants, and even then, there were limits on the number they could have.

One who passed the county-level imperial examination was allowed four servants in their household; one who passed the provincial-level examination was allowed six; and one who passed the metropolitan-level examination and entered the imperial court as an official was no longer subject to any restrictions on the number of servants in their household.

Merchants, on the other hand, are not subject to this constraint, which is also related to the amount of taxes they pay each year, given the large sums of silver they contribute annually.

"I know, you're such a good daughter!" Mo Zhong said irritably, rolling his eyes as he looked at Mo Qian lounging lazily in the recliner.

"Of course, I'm Daddy's darling little cotton-padded jacket, haha!" Mo Qian wasn't embarrassed at all, patting herself on the back.

"Mom, let's have braised rabbit, chicken stew with mushrooms, and a sweet soup today." Mo Qian estimated the time, came to Zhang Jinxin's side, shook Zhang Jinxin's arm, and said coquettishly.

"Little glutton, all you ever think about is food." Zhang Jinxin shook her head with a smile. He was only most enthusiastic about food during mealtimes.

"That's all thanks to Mom's good cooking skills." Zhang Jinxin usually had nothing to do at home, so she would think about food when she was bored, and eventually she developed excellent cooking skills, which benefited Mo Qian and her father.