“Suihe, come here. Your aunt doesn’t have anything good. I’ve made a lot of money lately thanks to your mother’s kindness. Knowing that you’re going to study, I bought you some Xuan paper. Don’t skimp on it!” As she spoke, Zhao Erleng’s wife lifted the basket, and the white Xuan paper appeared in front of everyone.

Jiang Ling wanted to refuse, but Zhao Erleng's wife knew Jiang Ling too well and spoke first: "Sister, you can't refuse! Thanks to you, your spicy hot pot shop is doing so well. I wouldn't have dared to dream of this before! Besides, Suihe is the first child from our Lujia Village to study at Linghui Academy. Consider this a small gift from me to Suihe!"

Seeing how enthusiastic Zhao Erleng's wife was, Jiang Ling didn't know what to say and could only thank her profusely as she accepted the Xuan paper she was given.

"Yaojie's mother, you haven't left yet, have you?"

Lightning Girl poked her head in from outside the door and, seeing that Jiang Ling was still there, quickly came in.

"Lightning Girl, what's the matter so early?" Jiang Ling asked quickly, thinking there was a problem with her warehouse.

Lightning Mother didn't answer Jiang Ling, but simply placed a calligraphy brush in front of her and said, "Suihe is doing well now and wants to become a girl scholar. I don't have much to give her, so I just bought her a calligraphy brush! Suihe, don't think your aunt's gift is bad!"

Jiang Suihe thanked her repeatedly, glanced at Jiang Ling to confirm that she could accept it, and then thanked Lightning Girl again before putting the brush into her bag.

Before Lightning Girl could even sit down, Hu Yue'er and Zhou Daxia also sneaked into Jiang Ling's house.

What are you doing here?