As soon as I reached the door, it was pushed open from the inside.
Qin Hexuan came out and said, "It's too late. You guys can share the food. I'm leaving first."
When Song Tao heard this, he immediately became anxious.
He didn't care about the maid who came to deliver breakfast. He opened the food box with one hand, grabbed two silver thread rolls from it, turned around and trotted to catch up with Qin Hexuan.
"Sir, how can I bear to read for a whole morning without eating? How about a few bites of silver thread rolls to fill my stomach?"
"What will it look like if my family sees me eating while walking?" Qin Hexuan said, "It's okay, I'm not hungry. It's the same whether we eat together at noon."
Qin Hexuan had a sullen face all the way until he saw Mr. Wei's gate.
Song Tao hurried forward to open the door for him.
As soon as the door opened, childish but very cheerful laughter came from the yard.
"Sunny is here?" Qin Hexuan immediately recognized the identity of the person when he heard the familiar voice.
He quickened his pace and walked into the main room, and sure enough, he saw Wei Yan chatting and laughing with Qingtian.
"Sunny day." Qin Hexuan called.
"Brother Qin!" Qingtian greeted Qin Hexuan as soon as she saw him. "This study is much bigger than before, and there are so many more books!"
The yard here is actually only slightly larger than where Wei Yan lived before, but there are five main rooms built in the front yard, and now they are all connected and used as a study.
The two rooms on the west side are almost entirely occupied by bookshelves.
Except for some books of Qin Hexuan, the rest were brought by Wei Yan.
There is a desk against the innermost wall on the east side, which is for Wei Yan's own use.
There was another long table a little further out, which was prepared for Wei Yan to teach his disciples.
When Qin Hexuan heard Qingtian mention the bookshelf, he suddenly felt a little proud.
Because Qin Songyin had told him to cherish books, and even more so, to cherish the opportunity to read so many books.
So Qin Hexuan took on almost all the physical labor.
Wei Yan only needed to sit next to the box, take out the book from inside, and tell Qin Hexuan which shelf and which compartment the book should be placed on.
"It took my husband and I several days to organize these books," Qin Hexuan said to Qingtian, "I was so tired that my arms were aching for several days!"
Qin Hexuan has always practiced martial arts and thinks that moving books is a piece of cake.
I just felt a little tired after moving on the first day, but when I woke up the next day I felt discomfort in my shoulders, and later even my fingers started to ache.
But he said nothing and persevered.
If his hands hadn't been shaking while he was practicing calligraphy in the next few days, even Wei Yan wouldn't have noticed this problem.
But when he saw the sunny day, he immediately complained as if he had been wronged.
Wei Yan also spoke up for him, saying, "I didn't do much. He Xuan sorted and shelved all the books himself. It really took a lot out of him."
"Brother Qin, you are so awesome!" Qingtian looked at the many bookshelves and the densely packed books on them, and she felt like she would never be able to finish reading so many books in her lifetime.
I didn’t expect that Brother Qin could organize so many books by himself. He is so capable.
Wei Yan said, "I've already said that I won't assign you any homework for the next two days.
"It's a sunny day today, so I'll find something lighthearted to tell you."
As Wei Yan spoke, he stood up and found a book on the shelf. He asked the two children to sit at the desk and began to tell them some short historical stories.
It was the first time for Qingtian to hear such a story, and he was soon fascinated by it.
Unexpectedly, just when she was listening attentively, she suddenly felt that Qin Hexuan beside her was making some strange noises from time to time.
Every time he made a sound, he would move his body, as if he had a pointy butt.
Qingtian didn’t take it seriously at first, but later on, this happened more and more frequently and it affected her ability to listen to stories.
"Brother Qin, are you feeling unwell?" Qingtian finally couldn't help but turned his head and asked.
Wei Yan had also heard some of the noises earlier. He noticed that Qin Hexuan's face was a little red and his expression was a little embarrassed. He asked speculatively, "What's wrong? Are you having a stomachache?"
Qin Hexuan shook his head and said embarrassedly: "No, I didn't have time to eat breakfast this morning. Maybe I'm a little hungry, so..."
"Hey, kid, I thought it was nothing!" Wei Yan said speechlessly, "Although I am usually strict, I wouldn't be so unkind, right?"
After Wei Yan finished speaking, he turned to Song Tao who was standing beside him and said, "Hurry up and prepare something to eat."
"Yes, I have prepared it long ago!" Song Tao hurriedly brought up the food that he had asked someone to bring over earlier.
"Okay, let's eat. I'm told there's no class today, so it's okay to relax for a day now and then."
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