Jiang Ling held the pristine white sheet of Xuan paper and examined it repeatedly. She patted Jiang Suihe on the shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Good girl, you've really made us proud!"

Jiang Suihe blushed and stuck out her tongue modestly, saying, "No, no! It's all thanks to my uncle's excellent teaching!"

Hearing Jiang Suihe mention Jiang Zhishan, Jiang Ling couldn't help but feel a little worried. She wondered if the boy was doing well at the Jiang family. She hadn't seen him for quite some time and missed him.

"Big sister! It's me! Open the door!"

Just then, Jiang Zhishan's familiar voice came from outside the door, and Jiang Ling quickly stepped forward to open it. Jiang Zhishan's familiar face appeared before Jiang Ling's eyes.

"Big sister!" Jiang Zhishan smiled slightly.

"You... why are you here? Aren't you going to Qingzhou to take the imperial examination after the New Year?" Jiang Ling was surprised to see Jiang Zhishan outside the door.

“It won’t make a difference if we take a few more days. Isn’t Suihe going to Linghui Academy tomorrow? I’ll go see her off!” Jiang Zhishan said, untying the bundle from his chest.

"Uncle!" Upon hearing the voice, Jiang Suihe ran up to the two and greeted them politely.

"Hey, here you go!" Jiang Zhishan took out the writing set from the bundle and handed it to Jiang Suihe.

Jiang Ling quickly stuffed the writing implements back into Jiang Zhishan's arms and waved her hand, saying, "What are you doing? You're too kind. I'll prepare everything Suihe needs! You're about to go to Qingzhou for the imperial examinations, and you'll need money for many things! You should spend your money wisely!"

"Big sister! If Suihe can get into Linghui Academy, why shouldn't I, as her uncle, give her a set of writing materials!" As he spoke, Jiang Zhishan stubbornly stuffed the writing materials back into Jiang Suihe's arms.