Chapter 196 Pastries

The debate competition ended successfully, but the warm atmosphere at the scene has not completely dissipated. The air seems to still be filled with a mixture of tension and excitement.

According to the originally established rules, each person on the winning side can obtain twenty credits.

However, Su Yichen seemed to have no interest in this. His mind was not on these credits at all. He kept thinking about how he looked in high spirits during the debate.

I was eager to know whether the servant had recorded his heroic performance.

"Don't worry, young master. I have carefully recorded every highlight moment of yours on the court. Take a look." Wu Yuan smiled and took out the painting he had drawn carefully with a look of seeking credit.

The thick stack of drawings showed Su Yichen making a passionate speech on stage, and also scenes of them fighting side by side. Occasionally, Wu Yuan had thoughtfully attached Su Yichen's brilliant words from the debate to the side on small pieces of paper, as if to provide vivid narration for the drawings.

If Gu Jiayue were present at this moment, she would be surprised to find that Wu Yuan's paintings had a unique style and vaguely resembled the comics in her memory.

Su Yichen took the painting with both hands, and he squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while. The corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, revealing a satisfied smile, and he nodded slightly from time to time, as if he was very satisfied with Wu Yuan's record. "Very good, give all these to me and send them back to Kyoto.

"Wait a minute." He suddenly looked up, as if remembering something, his eyes gleaming with a different light. Then he turned around and hurried towards Yin Siqi.

"Brother Yin, where is the game process recorded by your servant?" Su Yichen walked to Yin Siqi and asked curiously.

Yin Siqi calmly raised his hand and pointed behind him, a faint smile on his face. "Look, they're in the back. They're all copying over there."

Su Yichen looked in the direction Yin Siqi pointed.

Wow, I saw a group of people huddled together tightly, heads buzzing around, it was a very lively scene.

Everyone held a pen and paper in their hands, concentrating on copying the manuscript written by Yin Siqi's servant.

"Hey, hey, hey, please save a place for me." Seeing this, Su Yichen couldn't wait to rush into the crowd and quickly joined the copying team.

Gu Jiayue stood quietly in the yard, smiling as she watched the lively scene of the twenty or so teenagers in front of her laughing and joking.

The breeze blew gently, ruffling her hair and making her blend into the yard.

If, at this moment when everyone is so happy that they forget themselves, she suddenly tells them that there will be another monthly exam tomorrow, how will they react?

Will everyone have a sad face, like eggplants hit by frost?

Thinking of this, Gu Jiayue couldn't help but laugh softly.

But soon, she shook her head again. Forget it, let's not do such an "evil" thing, just let them enjoy this rare happy time.

She walked into the yard with light steps. After stopping, she raised her hands and clapped them gently. The sound was crisp and pleasant, instantly attracting everyone's attention. "Everyone, remember to come to my house for a warming meal this afternoon."

When the teenagers heard Gu Jiayue's voice, they subconsciously stopped what they were doing, and the originally noisy scene suddenly became much quieter.

As the class monitor, Yin Siqi naturally had to take the lead. "Okay, Master, we will definitely arrive on time."

"Okay, I'll go first." Gu Jiayue smiled and nodded.

After Gu Jiayue left, the teenagers were like a boiling pot of boiling water. They quickly gathered together and started a heated discussion.

"When we go to the teacher's house for dinner, should we give him some gifts?" A young man scratched his head, a hint of confusion on his face, and asked first.

"Of course she will. I remember every time I went out to attend a banquet or visit someone's home, my mother would carefully prepare something for me to take with me." Another teenager immediately took over the conversation.

"I remember that happening, but what should we give as a gift?"

Everyone looked at each other, scratched their heads, and their faces were full of confusion.

"I don't know either. My mother prepared it for me before."

For a moment, everyone was at a loss. At this moment, they all wished their mother was by their side to give them advice.

Hey, Yin Siqi and Su Yichen looked at each other as if they had telepathy.

"Isn't Brother Song's mother in Taohua Village? Why don't we ask Brother Song to go and ask?" Su Yichen was the first to make a suggestion.

"It's feasible. Brother Song's mother is the wife of the prefect of Juzhou. I heard that she is strict in managing the household. She must have some unique experience in giving gifts." Yin Siqi nodded in agreement.

After the young men had discussed it, they rushed to find Song Zhixu.

At this time, Song Zhixu was diligently running around Fu Wenhan, trying to atone for his ignorant sister.

But who could have imagined that the culprit Song Yao not only did not apologize properly, but also ate the gift of apology?

That’s right, eat it!

That was the apology gift that my mother had carefully selected for a long time.

When Song Zhixu thought of this, he felt a surge of anger rising up.

"Song Yao!" Song Zhixu couldn't help but shout loudly, his voice trembling slightly with anger.

"Burp~" Song Zhixu's sudden sound scared Song Yao a lot.

She was eating the cake happily when she almost choked and made an uncomfortable sound in her throat.

Seeing this, Fu Wenhan quickly stood up, quickly poured a cup of tea, and carefully handed it to Song Yao, his eyes full of concern: "Drink some water quickly."

When Song Zhixu saw this scene, he became even angrier. He had worked so hard to fetch this water!

There were so many people in the school today, and the line for getting water was very long. He took a lot of effort to get this glass of water, but Fu Wenhan gave it to Song Yao so easily!

"What do you want to drink?" Song Zhixu rushed over, stretched out his hand to grab the water cup, stared at Song Yao, and shouted: "Did mother ask you to come here to eat? She asked you to come here to apologize!"

Song Yao was frightened by her brother's sudden anger. She pursed her lips, a hint of grievance flashing in her eyes, but she didn't dare to say anything. She reluctantly put down the half-eaten cake in her hand, her movements slow, as if she was reluctant to part with it.

"Why are you still standing there? Pour some tea and thank you!" Song Zhixu felt tired looking at his sister like this.

"Oh, oh, oh." Song Yao woke up as if from a dream. She quickly picked up another cup and shakily poured half a cup of tea into it. Then she respectfully handed it to Fu Wenhan, forcing a smile on her face, and said, "Thank you for saving my life, Master Fu. I have no way to repay you, so please accept this small gift."

As she spoke, she stole a glance at the already opened package of snacks and added, "This doesn't count."

Fu Wenhan couldn't help laughing as he looked at the innocent, cute and interesting girl in front of him.

His smile was gentle and kind, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze: "Okay, I accept Miss Song's gift. Miss Song, don't take this matter to heart."

His rescue operation ended with him getting injured, so it wasn't a success. If it weren't for Song Yao's peace of mind, he would have felt a little embarrassed to accept the gift.

"Okay, go back. Mother has been waiting for you for a long time. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to return to Juzhou on time." Song Zhixu looked at his sister, his tone softened a little, but still with a hint of urging.

Song Yao glanced at the pastries on the table, her eyes full of reluctance. Her mouth was slightly pouting, as if she wanted to take another bite.

At this moment, the anxious shouts of Yin Siqi and others suddenly rang out from outside the door. "Brother Song! Brother Song, are you there?"

When Song Zhixu heard the voice, he could only put Song Yao aside temporarily and walked quickly to the door. "Brother Yin? What do you want from me?" He looked at the people outside the door with a puzzled look on his face.

Time was pressing, so Yin Siqi and the others didn't waste any time and directly stated their purpose. "Well, Master Gu just came to tell us that we're going to her house tonight for a warming dinner. But none of us have experience preparing gifts."

"And isn't Auntie here? So we want you to go and ask what gift we should give."

"Oh? This is no small matter. Please wait a moment, I will go ask my mother." Song Zhixu immediately realized the importance of the matter when he heard it.

He himself really didn't have much experience in this area. After all, at their age and status, it wasn't their turn to worry about things like giving gifts on a daily basis.

If he accidentally delivered the wrong item and upset the host, that would be bad. But before he left, he had to take this worrying sister away.

In the room, as soon as Song Zhixu left, Fu Wenhan handed the half piece of cake on the table to Song Yao with a doting smile on his face: "Eat it quickly, wait for your brother to come back."

When Song Yao saw the cakes, her eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "Thank you, Master Fu, you are such a good person."

She couldn't wait to take the pastry and started eating it.

Fu Wenhan looked at Song Yao wolfing down the food and smiled even more gently.

He also considerately poured another cup of tea and placed it aside, his eyes fixed on Song Yao, ready to hand it to her as soon as she finished eating.

When Song Zhixu came in, he happened to see Song Yao drinking water.

He pretended not to see anything and politely said to Fu Wenhan, "Brother Fu, Brother Yin just asked me to do something. I will take my younger sister away first. You should have a good rest."

Although Fu Wenhan felt a little reluctant, he couldn't show it, so he could only nod gently and said, "Okay."

He looked at Song Yao beside him again, hesitated for a moment, carefully wrapped up the opened package of cakes on the table, handed it to Song Yao, and said, "Miss Song, take the cakes with you. You can fill your stomach when you get hungry later."

Song Yao's face suddenly blossomed with a smile brighter than the sun. She said happily, "Thank you, Mr. Fu. You are really a very good person. When you have time, come to the Song Mansion and my brother will treat you."

Song Zhixu was listening from the side and couldn't help but complain in his heart: Why do you want me to entertain the guests you invited?

However, he knew that this was not the time to dwell on such matters, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

Taking Song Yao back to the room where Mrs. Wan was resting, Song Zhixu told her everything Yin Siqi had asked him to do.

Mrs. Wan sat in a chair, listening quietly, then nodded gently with a faint smile on her face: "Haha, you young people, how could you understand the twists and turns of gift-giving? There is a lot of knowledge involved, and it is enough for you to learn."

Song Zhixu listened and showed a humble expression on his face, "Mother, your teaching is right. I will study hard in the future."

Wan waved her hand and said with a smile, "Well, why are you, a grown man, learning this? Don't you have me here now? When you get married, your wife will take care of all these trivial matters for you." After that, she turned her head and her eyes fell on Song Yao. Her face straightened slightly and she said, "But you, a girl of fifteen, will be coming of age after the New Year. You are already a grown woman. It's time for you to seriously learn how to manage the household and the directors."

Song Yao's face immediately fell upon hearing this. Her lips were pouting, and she felt reluctance. She had no interest in these things, nor was she good at them. The thought of learning them gave her a headache.

Mrs. Wan looked at her daughter and sighed helplessly, then continued, "Tell me, what should we give to Master Gu when he moves to the new house?"

Song Yao tilted her head and thought for a long time before she said hesitantly, "How about we send some food?"

"Sending food is a good idea, but what kind of food should we send?" Wan asked with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"As long as it's food, isn't it enough? Sister Jiayue is very easy-going and won't be picky about gifts from others." Song Yao said nonchalantly.

After hearing this, the smile on Mrs. Wan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a serious look.

She looked at her daughter and said earnestly, "Other people aren't picky because they're well-educated. But we can't just give it away casually."

This silly daughter still has so much to learn.

How can I feel at ease to marry her off before she learns it?

Forget it. I'll lock her up at home when I get home and let her study for five hours a day. She should be able to learn it well before she reaches the age of marriage.

At this time, Song Yao was secretly taking cakes from the purse at her side and eating them with relish. She was completely unaware of the change in expression on Wan's face and was still immersed in her own little world.