But for now, she could only appease Cao Xinchun like this; it wasn't time to break off all ties yet. Her younger siblings were too young, and she needed to be careful in everything she did.

Although my aunt favors the three siblings, she also has her own family and we can't rely on her for everything.

Moreover, in her previous life, her aunt's family had an accident not long after this, and her health was very poor.

She couldn't quite remember what exactly happened.

Therefore, she had to learn how to deal with Cao Xinchun.

Futaba seemed to understand something, and her gaze towards Yang Wanwan was filled with obvious admiration.

Yang Wanwan said, "Your aunt puts on a very good act in front of others. If you argue with her, she'll say it's for our own good, and people will just say that we siblings didn't have proper parental guidance and don't know how to respect our elders. So, remember what your eldest sister said: don't have direct conflicts with them, and learn to find ways to fight them indirectly. No matter how angry you are about what they say, you must be careful about your words and actions, and don't give them any leverage, because you will be leaving the village in the future."

Shang Tao didn't know how much he understood, but he said crisply, "Big sister! I'll listen to you!"

Futaba smiled, her eyes filled with admiration.

Yang Wanwan's eyes widened at the sight; if this younger sister were to wait a few more years, she would truly be an absolute beauty.

When she had some free time in the evening, Yang Wanwan organized all the books that Pan the Mute might need for his self-study and asked Shang Tao to deliver them to him.

Shang Tao went out twice, and when he finally came back, he told Yang Wanwan, "Big sister, the underground work has been successfully completed. I only sent him the first-year junior high school textbooks for Chinese, English, physics, and chemistry. Pan Yiming said that too many books would make it easy for the enemy to discover them. We'll ask for more after we finish reading these."

Yang Wanwan knew what he meant.

Shang Tao delivered the book to Pan the mute behind the back of Pan's family.

The first time was when I met with Pan the Mute to discuss the time and content of the book delivery.

The second time was when I delivered the books.

Yang Wanwan laughed: "Are you an ally?"

Shang Tao stared with his big, round eyes: "Of course! You guys are the rear!"

Er Ye: "Big sister, we're so much luckier than Pan Yiming. Those are his own parents, and they won't even let him read a book!"

Shang Tao also spoke indignantly: "Yes! I could hear Pan Yiming's mother scolding him from afar, saying that he hadn't earned a single penny while working, but had instead gained a lot of weight!"

Futaba said, "I don't know what he said..."

Shang Tao: "He just doesn't say anything. Isn't he mute? Mute people can't talk, hahaha..."

Before returning from Shenzhen, Yang Wanwan and the other two had agreed not to tell a fourth person about their noodle-selling business.

Therefore, even Shang Tao was unaware of this matter.

How Pan the Mute would explain to others that he had inexplicably run away and then inexplicably returned was beyond Yang Wanwan's comprehension.

Shang Tao is right, isn't he mute?

Just say nothing.

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September 1st arrived as scheduled, and the three siblings went to school to register.

Yang Wanwan and Er Ye went to the same school and were in the first year of junior high school, while Shang Tao was in the sixth grade of elementary school, and his school was a little farther away than theirs.

After paying tuition and receiving new books, the three siblings stayed home counting their money.

These two hundred-plus dollars are the money I made from selling stickers and softcovers these past few days; I've finally recouped my wholesale costs.

There are still quite a few stickers and softcovers that haven't been sold, and they plan to sell them slowly over time.

The next day, the three siblings got up early, cooked and ate breakfast, and then went to school together.

When she arrived in class and saw her classmates' youthful, innocent, and adorable appearance, Yang Wanwan was lost in thought for a while.

Today was the first day of class. After the homeroom teacher said a few words, the second period was Chinese class, and class officially began.

Last night she reviewed all the books. The Chinese text wasn't too difficult; grammar was the key, which she had mastered well back then, so she only needed a little review now. She had forgotten a lot of the classical Chinese texts, and had also forgotten most of the texts she had learned in the previous two years, so she had to bury herself in studying.

The second class was English, and Yang Wanwan suddenly felt that life was full of hope.

During the years she worked as a ghost, she often worked for a foreign trade company.

Because the people at the foreign trade company often worked overtime at night, she didn't have to sleep and had nothing to do, so she just spent her time with those people working overtime. As she did so, she learned several foreign languages.

She didn't know how well she had learned, but she felt that those professional translators who did foreign trade were just so-so, at least their English was good enough to pass the professional level 8 exam.

Therefore, the English test paper in front of her was extremely easy for her.

As she continued to learn the courses one by one, Yang Wanwan gradually gained confidence.

These past few days she's been panicking because she's long forgotten what she learned back then. Who can remember the periodic table of elements after graduating from junior high school almost twenty years ago?

However, middle school knowledge relies heavily on memorization, so Yang Wanwan initially opted for rote memorization, trying to memorize all the formulas in the book. But how could she apply them if she couldn't even remember the formulas?

She did this for math, physics, and chemistry; for Chinese, she memorized classical Chinese texts and key passages; for biology, she still memorized by rote; and for geography, it wasn't too difficult.

After a week of classes, I finished the last class on Saturday morning, and then had a day and a half off.

Yang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, finally finding the trick to learning.

When they got home at noon, Shang Tao started the fire and cooked rice, while Yang Wanwan washed and chopped vegetables to prepare stir-fried eggplant. Er Ye was doing the accounts: "This week, we made seventy-nine yuan. Tomorrow is the town market, so we'll go sell some more."

Yang Wanwan gave Er Ye an encouraging smile.

Pour minced garlic into the oil pan, take the steamed eggplant from the rice cooker and put it into the pan. Press it a few times with a spatula to mash the eggplant into a paste, then add salt, stir-fry evenly and serve.

Then, I stir-fried some chili peppers with pork cracklings, and put the two dishes on the table.

Shang Tao served the rice, and the three siblings began to eat. They all loved the stir-fried pork cracklings with chili peppers and ate with great relish.

As usual, Yang Wanwan left a portion of food for Pan the mute.

Yang Wanwan discovered that her younger brother and sister ate their meals with great relish; they were so easy to please and take care of.

"Er Ye, Shang Tao, do you want to continue your studies after graduating from junior high school? Like Sister Yong Hong and Brother Qing Qiu, go to university?"

Yang Yonghong and Yang Qingqiu are college students from the village, and everyone in the village knows them.

"Of course I want to!"

Er Ye and Shang Tao said in unison.

Yang Wanwan asked, "Didn't you want to go and get a job?"

Er Ye said, "Sister, if we can go to university, who would want to work part-time?"

Shang Tao said, "Sister, people only take side paths when there are no main roads left. If there are main roads, why would anyone take side paths? Sister, don't you think so?"

Yang Wanwan: You always have so many reasons!

Because he had a son named Yang Qingqiu, Cao Xinchun always felt superior to others.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Qingqiu was a college student, Yang's aunt wouldn't have so easily given up on Cao Xinchun's idea of ​​occupying Yang Wanwan's house.