Huang Rong gradually lowered her guard. She realized that her previous attitude had been terrible, but she was too proud to apologize to Fang He.

She was quite surprised that Fang He would take the initiative to apologize to her. Since the other party had given her a way out, she should take advantage of it and not push her luck or make things too difficult for him.

Besides, the reason she acted that way towards Fang He was because he had attracted Lu Xi's attention, leaving her with no place and causing her to feel neglected. That's why she deliberately said some very hurtful things to Fang He.

"Fang He, I'm very happy that you said these things to me. I'm here and I promise you that I won't deliberately cause you trouble or say unpleasant things anymore. In short, we're friends from now on."

Let's not talk about being brothers and sisters, we can just be ordinary friends.

Seeing how easy she was to talk to, Fang He's mood gradually improved. It turned out that Sister Dou Dou hadn't lied to him. Girls really do need to be coaxed; a few sweet words and their attitude immediately changed.

The person I used to find so annoying now seems much more pleasing to the eye. She has a round face, big, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and fair skin; she's quite good-looking.

In the following days, DouDou Tavern returned to peace and tranquility.

"Fang He, you've had a long day, let me wipe the tables." For the first time ever, Huang Rong offered to clean up the tables and arrange the chairs when closing time.

Fang He didn't stand on ceremony and took the initiative to pick up the mop and start mopping the floor. He was now very good at mopping and could mop the floor until it was shiny.

"Huang Rong, I've boiled some bath water for you. Taking a bath before bed helps you sleep better," Fang He said while mopping the floor.

Huang Ronglian said thank you, "Fang He, you are so thoughtful."

"Lu Xi, go back and rest when you're done. I'll take care of things here," Fang He called out to Lu Xi, who was washing dishes in the kitchen.

Lu Xi ignored her and washed the dishes by herself. She then took a rag and wiped every nook and cranny of the kitchen counter. After checking that there were no problems, she went to check the stove. The fire in the stove had gone out, with only a tiny spark remaining.

"Fang He, go wash up and go to bed after you've finished mopping the floor. I'll finish up last," Lu Xi said.

He was used to being the last to leave, and he was responsible for checking every corner of the front hall, not even the storeroom.

Yuan Doudou was in the bedroom, feeding Tangtang milk, while An Rong watched Anji read. Today was the day Anji was going home.

"It's getting late, Anji, go wash up and go to bed." After studying for a month, he can still concentrate on his studies; he's definitely got the makings of a scholar.

Angie stood up, stretched, and yawned; she was indeed a little sleepy.

Anrong took Anji to the bathroom and gave him a quick wipe down.

"Daddy, it feels like the house has changed again since I came back this time," Angie said while washing his feet.

An Rong said "oh" and asked him what changes had occurred.

“It’s Aunt Huang Rong and Uncle Fang He. They don’t fight anymore; instead, they can chat and laugh together.” Anji hit the nail on the head.

An Rong laughed and said, "That's normal. Relationships between people are not static. As people's moods change, so do their relationships. The fact that they don't argue means they've grown up."

“Actually, there are people I don’t like in the academy. I don’t want to talk to them. I feel like we’re not on the same path,” Angie said, looking down.

He recalled his life at the academy. Some of his classmates shared his ideals and worked hard together to acquire knowledge, while others were inattentive in class and spent their free time chatting about food, drink, and fun, like children who had never grown up.

Among his classmates, most were around his age or older than him. They were no longer children, but they still did some silly things.

An Rong could tell that Anji was somewhat downcast when he mentioned those people, which seemed to have affected his studies.

"Anji, are you unhappy for those people?" Anrong asked softly.

Angie nodded, unsure of what to say. He just felt uncomfortable watching them go to a place to study with their family's money, but instead of focusing on their studies, they only thought about being lazy and having fun. Angie felt sorry for them and felt sorry for their families.

He is only five years old, but his mind is like that of an eight or nine-year-old. He understands that you reap what you sow, and he is also grateful.

It wasn't easy for his parents to support his education. The tuition alone cost fifty taels a year, not to mention the daily expenses for books, writing materials, food, and lodging.

An Rong saw in his eyes a maturity beyond his years and a sensibility that made him feel sorry for him.

To prevent her child from feeling inferior, Dou Dou and her husband had tried to talk to him about the hardships of life and how difficult it is to earn money in front of him, but Anji still knew everything.

He's so sensible it breaks your heart.

“Anji, Daddy knows you’re a good boy. When we’re out in the world, we can only watch other people’s behavior and not interfere. For things we can’t control, we should try to stay away from them and ignore them to reduce their impact on us. Daddy hopes you can study hard and, more importantly, that you can study happily.”

It was Dou Dou who initially suggested sending Anji to school. In his opinion, they couldn't predict what kind of impact it would have on a teenager who was going away from home to study and come into contact with people they couldn't be sure of.

Many factors are unknown and unpredictable.

Angie raised his head, his eyes sparkling. He suddenly realized that it was better to rely on oneself than to rely on others, and better to help oneself than to help others.

He is not a Bodhisattva and does not need to save all sentient beings.

"Father, I understand. I will focus on my studies and ignore worldly affairs." Anji had figured it out, and the burden in his heart was lifted.

An Rong took a cloth and wiped Anji's feet clean, nodding with a smile. The little guy is still young, and he will naturally understand many things when he grows up.

That evening, An Rong told Yuan Dou Dou about it, and Dou Dou couldn't help but worry that such an environment would have some impact on An Ji.

"Anrong, I think you should send him to the academy tomorrow, or talk to the person in charge. We can't let a few parasites ruin the academy's atmosphere of diligent learning." Everyone understands the principle that one bad apple spoils the whole bunch.

To foster a strong learning atmosphere in an academy, we must start with students who have poor learning attitudes and help them recognize their mistakes.

When necessary, contact the student's parents and leverage their leadership role, as no child disobeys their parents.

"DouDou, this is the first time I've ever heard of anything like this."

Yuan Doudou was speechless. "You should have heard the story of Mencius' mother moving three times, which also tells us that the environment has a great influence on people."

An Rong couldn't help but admire him; how could he not have thought of these things?