When Li Wenxuan heard about the punishment, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He knew the books on the shelf well, especially those few that had been passed down from his master. The ones on the shelf were all copied by his father and had originally been sealed up to prevent damage from insects.

There's a copy of the Book of Rites in there, the entire text is over 90,000 characters. Over 90,000 characters of classical Chinese, wow!

Most importantly, the punishment Dad mentioned wasn't just simple copying; it had to be copied stroke by stroke using Song typeface, and there couldn't be any smudges or erasures. After it was finished, it would look like it had been printed.

In other words, if you make a typo at the end of this page, okay, start over on this page.

Upon hearing the punishment, Li Wenhui, who was kneeling there, trembled involuntarily, but quickly agreed.

Sitting next to her husband, Ding Qiunan opened her mouth, but in the end, she sighed and said nothing.

"Alright, stop kneeling there. Go copy it. Give me what you've copied in three days, and I'll let you see what I've copied too."

...

Back in her room, Wang Yueyue stuck out her tongue in a cute way.

“Brother Xuan, Father Chu was too harsh today. I remember that in the past, when we were punished, we would only copy one book or a part of the Book of Rites. Today, we have to copy the whole thing, several books at once, and we only have three days. Tsk tsk…”

Looking at his wife's scrunched-up face, Li Wenxuan smiled and reached out to touch it.

“Our dad mainly wants to temper my sister’s personality. Don’t you think she’s been a bit too impulsive lately? I think our dad doesn’t care about losing face or not. What he cares about is the future. If our sister’s personality continues like this after marriage, not taking anything seriously, how will she raise her children properly?”

Wang Yueyue nodded thoughtfully, then her eyes lit up as she said, "Brother Xuan, how about we help Sister Hui copy some? Just like when we were little."

When the three of them were punished by copying books as children, because of the special nature of the Song typeface, as long as they wrote it in a standard way, everyone's writing was actually quite similar and difficult to distinguish. So the three of them often helped each other.

But this time Li Wenxuan shook his head: "No way this time. Let's not try to be clever. Do you really think Dad doesn't know about the things we helped write before? He just doesn't say anything. If we dare to help this time, I guess you'll be fine, but I might be in trouble."

Wang Yueyue looked down at her stomach, then smiled and said, "Then I'll go help Sister Hui by myself."

"You'd better not get your hopes up, lest Dad finds out and your sister's punishment becomes even more severe."

"Hmm...then I'll go over and comfort Sister Hui." With that, Wang Yueyue stood up.

Li Wenxuan quickly grabbed her: "You really want to help?"

"Oh, I won't help. I'm just going over to comfort her."

"Then I'll go with you."

"We're at home, I'm not going out, why are you keeping me company? Stop fooling around, be a good girl." Wang Yueyue tiptoed and gently kissed her husband's cheek, then walked outside.

Alright, let's watch TV!

...

Back Garden

Ding Qiunan, Li Qin, and Ding's mother sat in the pavilion, working with their hands and chatting casually.

"Qiu Nan, so you're saying that Xiao Chu and Hui Hui are copying books over there right now?"

Ding Ma, who was working with her head down, didn't even look up. She just rolled her eyes up over her reading glasses and looked at her daughter, asking her a question.

"Yeah, I'm copying it down right now. We only have three days, so we have to hurry!"

"Why didn't you try to persuade him to just copy a little less as a token gesture?"

“Aunt Ding, I think Xiao Chu did the right thing. Hui Hui really went too far this time. She didn’t care at all about such a big thing. It’s a good thing that she didn’t complain today, otherwise how would Xiao Chu face people in the future?”

"Sister, Li Chu doesn't care about that. The reason he punished Huihui is because he was angry at the girl's careless attitude. He also felt that he hadn't raised the child well, which was his responsibility as the father, so he punished himself as well."

"Sigh, the child is still young, take it slow."

Ding Qiunan didn't know what to say after hearing her mother's words.

Still young? You're already in your twenties, about to get married and take charge of your own lives. What do you mean by "still young"?

But that's how the older generation is. They're strict with their own children, but when it comes to their grandchildren, they seem to soften all at once and can tolerate any mistake.

“Aunt Ding, we’re all getting old. Let Xiao Chu handle how to discipline the child himself.”

"You're right, I was worrying for nothing!" Ding's mother said with a self-deprecating laugh, then held up the sweater she was knitting: "Can you help me see if this pattern is twisted correctly?"

"Come here, Aunt Ding, let me take a look... You need to pick a needle here, like this... How about that, do you understand?"

"Hmm, I understand now."

"Qiu Nan, what kind of betrothal gifts did the Shen family bring?" Li Qin asked curiously after handing the sweater to Aunt Ding.

"Just those few items: a set of gold jewelry, including a ring, earrings, a necklace, a bracelet, a watch, wedding cakes, four kinds of candies, a pair of scissors, a comb, a round mirror, and an abacus."

"Hey, the Shen family is quite traditional in their manners," Ding's mother muttered, her head bowed.

"Oh, right, Qiu Nan, you need to prepare a money box for Hui Hui later, it should be made of mahogany. Since the Shen family has already sent over the abacus, we have to match it with this money box, otherwise they'll think we don't care about their little things."

"I know, Mom. Li Chu has already prepared it. It's even made of sandalwood."

"Good, it's all ready!" Aunt Ding nodded in satisfaction.

...

In Li Wenhui's house, she took the handkerchief Yueyue handed her, wiped away her tears, and then picked up her pen to continue copying.

"Sister Hui, how about I copy some for you?"

Upon hearing this, Wenhui, who was about to put down her pen, paused for a moment, then shook her head: "Forget it, it was indeed my own mistake that I made you copy this."

"Isn't it enough to just recognize your mistake?"

"No, Yueyue, this time it's not like when we were little. Before, it was because we were naughty, but now I'm the one who made a mistake. I'll do it myself, and it'll be a good opportunity for me to learn my lesson."

"Okay, but if you feel like you can't finish copying it, just tell me sooner rather than later!"

"Thank you, Yueyue. You've been running around taking care of everything for me today. You should go back and rest now."

"Oh dear," Wang Yueyue patted Wen Hui's shoulder heartily, "You're my sister-in-law, we're family."

"Pfft!" Wenhui burst out laughing at Yueyue's adorable appearance.

"Stop teasing me, Yueyue, go back and rest for a while."

"Okay, then I'm off, Sister Hui."

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