Jiang Xiaoli then instructed, "I want the pillowcases, duvet covers, and fitted sheets to be made of the same pattern."

Li Guizhi frowned. "If they're all the same, how can they look good?"

She nodded firmly, "It looks good, Mom, please do it this way for me!"

Li Guizhi couldn't resist her coaxing, "Alright, alright, anyway, it's for you to use, so I'll make you the same one."

After chatting for a while, Xiao Jincheng and his family said goodbye and left.

Just as Jiang Xiaoli was about to wash up, Zong Jia and He Dafu arrived.

"Hey, Dafu, aren't you supposed to be going on a business trip tomorrow? Why aren't you getting some rest today?"

Dafu smiled and shook the file bag in his hand. "I've come to give you money. What, now that you're the company boss, you don't care about the meager sums we used to give you?"

Taking the stack of cash, Jiang Xiaoli chuckled, "How could that be? Even a mosquito's leg is still meat."

She gestured for them to sit down and asked, "Have the supply agreements been finalized with these supermarkets in Xi'an?"

Dafu nodded and said, "Don't worry, everything has been agreed upon."

Zong Jia showed her the steamed bun shop's ledger, "The profits for the last few days were about what Pumpkin estimated. Today, we'll split the remaining money."

Jiang Xiaoli glanced at it quickly and said, "Yes, it's fine as long as the steamed bun shop maintains this level. Thank you for your hard work, Brother Gua."

Dafu chuckled, "Your brother Gua isn't working hard at all. Now that he's done with his work every day, he still has plenty of time to go to the movies and go on dates with his boyfriend."

"Haha, shouldn't we prepare the money for the wedding gift in advance?" Jiang Xiaoli winked at the two of them.

Zong Jiayu shook his head with a smile, "It won't be that fast."

When Li Guizhi returned from throwing out the trash, she saw the two of them coming over and quickly went inside to retrieve the sweater she had half-knitted.

"Xiao Zong, come over here and compare, let me see if the size is right."

Zong Jia held up the half-knitted dark green sweater and asked, "Godmother, what's this?"

After confirming that the size was correct, Li Guizhi smiled and said, "It's getting cold, so I'll knit you a sweater. It'll keep you warm when you wear it close to your skin."

Jiang Xiaoli said sourly from the side, "Aren't you touched? I still haven't gotten a new sweater!"

Zong Jia felt a lump in his throat, and his voice choked with emotion, "Godmother, this is too..."

Li Guizhi patted her daughter and said to Zong Jiayu, "Don't listen to Xiaoli's nonsense. Knitting a sweater doesn't take much effort."

Jiang Xiaoli didn't expect his reaction to be so strong from her joking remark.

She stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, I was just kidding."

Zong Jia took a deep breath and smiled. "Yes, I know."

Li Guizhi carefully put away the half-finished sweater. "Oh, right, I'm going to buy fabric with Xiaoyu's mom tomorrow to make bed sheets and duvet covers. I might as well buy some for you too, Xiao Zong. What pattern do you like?"

Zong Jiayu, not wanting to trouble her, said, "Godmother, I'll just go buy it myself."

"Well, I'm going to buy something for the new house tomorrow anyway. Something simple, either solid color or plaid, is that okay?" Li Guizhi asked him directly, ignoring his refusal.

Zong Jia chuckled and simply stopped struggling. "Godmother, something simple will do. You decide for me."

“Okay, no problem. All the beds in our new house are the same size, so I can easily explain it to the tailor.”

After they finished talking, Jiang Xiaoli asked curiously, "You went to driving lessons again today? How did it go?"

Zong Jia nodded, "It's not bad, but there are too many people learning to drive. There are nearly 10 people in a group, and each person has too little time to get the hang of it."

“Ten people? That’s too many. Why don’t you give the coach some money and ask him to give you some extra help?” she suggested.

Zong Jia chuckled, "I've already discussed it with the coach, and he'll dedicate one day a week to train me alone."

Jiang Xiaoli gave him a thumbs up, "Smart. Give your master some cigarettes and alcohol so he can guide you and get your license sooner."

"Yeah, that's what I think too." His time is too precious right now, and it would be a waste to spend it squeezing in with a bunch of people to practice driving.

...

Early Monday morning, Chen called Jiang Xiaoli and Xu Xing to his office. "The senior high school joint exam is this Friday and Saturday. How are you two preparing?"

Jiang Xiaoli has been too busy lately and hasn't had much time to read, but she's still confident: "Teacher Chen, I think there shouldn't be any problems."

Chen frowned. "You're acting strangely. Why aren't you as arrogant as you were a while ago?"

She chuckled sheepishly, "Well, I was just trying to be modest."

Chen looked her over and over, "Get back into the swing of things this week and study hard, or I won't give you leave."

Jiang Xiaoli immediately perked up and assured him, "Teacher Chen, don't worry, everything will be fine!"

After Xu Xing waited for her to finish expressing her opinion, he said with a relaxed expression, "Teacher Chen, I have no problem either."

Chen Zhe was relieved. "Okay, that's good. You two go back and come to me on Thursday to pick up your exam admission tickets."

Back in the classroom, Jiang Xiaoli really started to study seriously.

While reviewing her notes, she also fulfilled her earlier promise and compiled a list of key points for the midterm exam for Xie Yitao and the others.

Next week is the school's midterm exam, and the learning atmosphere in their class is very strong right now.

This is their first major exam since the start of the first year of high school. Their middle school grades are now history, and their competition is just beginning.

In the afternoon, Chen Jing received the exam review notes that Jiang Xiaoli had compiled for them.

She covered her mouth and whispered her gratitude with delight, "Jiang Jiang, you are my goddess!"

"Jiang Jiang?" Jiang Xiaoli found this name quite interesting.

Chen Jing explained, "Is it okay if I call you that? I feel it's both affectionate and cute."

A name is just a label, she had no objection, "Sure."

Hou Rui interjected, "I think we should call him Master Jiang! To be able to summarize such brilliant exam points, you're our god!"

Jiang Xiaoli couldn't hold back her water and almost spat it out; she was having a hard time holding it in.

She couldn't help but complain, "Hou Rui, if you call me that, people who don't know any better will think I'm involved in some kind of feudal superstition!"

Xie Yitao laughed so hard he could barely breathe, "Hou Rui, you're really something! First there was the girl chasing the wind, and now there's the great god Jiang. Jiang Xiaoli's reputation is about to be ruined by you!"

Hou Rui scratched his head sheepishly, "Now that you mention it, it does seem a bit strange. Don't worry, let me think about it some more."

Jiang Xiaoli was afraid of him. "What are you thinking? Just call me by my name. Don't try to come up with any more ideas."

After saying that, she stood up, went to the back row, and gave Xiao Muyu the exam notes she had compiled. "Could you please share the two extra copies with Yuan Man and Tang Wanqiao?"

Xiao Muyu gave her an OK sign with sparkling eyes.