In the classroom, Xia Juntao was watering the asparagus fern.
Sun Shuo: "You, you helped Song Yan with his chores?"
"Yes! I've mopped this half of the floor, wiped the table, poured water, erased the blackboard, and watered the flowers. I'll take out the trash next, so I'll finish more than half!" Xia Juntao meant to finish Song Yan's half of the work.
Several girls watched as Xia Juntao nonchalantly carried away the trash.
In fact, Xia Juntao had a lot of complaints in his heart.
Grandma kept nagging, making it inconvenient for Song Yan to do anything. So she made him do everything he could to help her at school, like his assigned duties.
Dad chimed in: "We should repay kindness, they've taken care of your grandma for so many years..."
nagging!
Xia Juntao originally wanted to check the duty roster to see which day Song Yan was on duty. It seemed like he would be committing a heinous crime if he didn't help Song Yan with his duties.
Song Yan said it was her turn to do the duty, so what else is there to say? Just do it for her!
Therefore, it was right for Xia Juntao to stop worrying about it today and directly call him "Uncle-Master".
If we don't clarify his status as Song Yan's apprentice, he might bring Song Yan milk every day, do his chores, and even have other things he needs to do for Song Yan.
Rumors will inevitably spread like wildfire.
This morning, everyone was joking that Xia Juntao had done a very clean job.
Xia Juntao: "It has to be clean. If my uncle complains to my grandma, I'll be in deep trouble."
Duan Xueting stood very close to Xia Juntao. "I didn't know you were going to cover Song Yan's chores. I'll help you next time!"
Duan Xueting had her own plans. She definitely wouldn't ask Song Yan for help, and besides, it would be useless anyway.
But she and Xia Juntao became lovers, so Xia Juntao could help her ask for help!
"No need! This is what I should do for my martial uncle." Xia Juntao said in a very formal way, not casually.
Duan Xueting felt that Xia Juntao had become distant from her again since yesterday, just like before. Now it was confirmed that she wasn't mistaken.
What's going on?
What's going on? This is Xia Juntao's strong will to survive.
He only knew that Song Yan had helped his grandmother a lot before, but he didn't know exactly what Song Yan had helped her with. Now, he naturally wanted to find out.
He was also a sent-down youth, and a man at that—surely he was a better worker than women! But he never had much left over at the end of the year. How much surplus grain could Song Yan, a female sent-down youth, possibly have to support her grandmother?
Grandma started by talking about the four tomatoes and four pancakes that Song Yan had given her, and then went on to talk about many other things, from food to household items and shelter…
Grandma said she was pushed into the water and wouldn't have survived without Song Yan. Song Yan even went to seek justice and revenge for her…
Song Yan is very capable; he can fish, earn double work points, and catch chickens and rabbits…
Song Yan did something that even his own grandson was ashamed of.
Duan Xueting still dislikes Song Yan.
Xia Juntao had no feelings for her, not even a good impression.
If Xia Juntao still wants to continue his relationship with Duan Xueting, does that mean he's tired of living? Or is he so comfortable that he wants to be double-teamed by his grandmother and father, and maybe his mother will join in too, since his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have a very good relationship?
That could mean a three-on-one fight.
Xia Juntao got up and left his seat, subtly avoiding Duan Xueting.
Duan Xueting isn't stupid; she's very good at reading people's expressions.
Duan Xueting hated Song Yan to death, as well as Xia Juntao.
Another morning arrived, and Song Yan's milk and eggs came as scheduled.
Song Yan picked it up, ready to drink it all in one gulp.
Duan Xueting's sarcastic words rang out: "Class monitor, you're doing a great job as a junior disciple. Song Yan, why don't you give him a hand?"
"Hey! Who's going with you today? Aren't you taking your junior apprentice?"
Song Yan only brings two people with him when he goes to see Han Lao. On Mondays and Wednesdays, he brings the other four people from his dormitory.
In other words, their roommates have one opportunity each week to be taken by Song Yan to study with Professor Han.
Of course, Duan Xueting is an exception.
Friday was designated for students who were on good terms with Song Yan, such as Sun Shuo. Everyone wanted to go, and those who didn't have a conflict with Song Yan automatically scheduled their time. It was like a duty roster; everyone filled in their names in order.
The girls' dorms were all next to each other, so they got the news faster and were all at the front of the line, while the boys were all at the back! Xia Juntao was no exception.
Many people can't get a spot even during the summer vacation, so they'll have to wait until the next semester.
Xia Juntao should be applauding himself now; staying away from Duan Xueting was practically a strategic decision.
Was he really that clueless? If he wanted his martial uncle to pull some strings, he'd have to do it quietly. He certainly couldn't let Duan Xueting lead him by the nose.
"Duan Xueting, you're wrong. I'm the class monitor, after all. I can't lead the way in cutting in line."
I urge my classmates, it's already a rare opportunity for us to witness Dr. Han's house call. Students from other classes are incredibly envious of us. Let's not ruin this chance by cutting in line and being disorganized." Xia Juntao's words made many people reconsider their actions.
If Xia Juntao goes today, one classmate won't be able to go. The two classmates who were scheduled to go today are really unhappy.
If the other students fight tooth and nail without any regard for appearances, in the end no one will get to go! This won't affect Duan Xueting or her close friends, since they won't be able to go anyway. But everyone else will suffer.
Song Yan: They misunderstood. They thought that Old Han only allowed Song Yan to take two people with him.
Actually, it didn't matter to Master Han if Song Yan brought a few people. Master Han didn't allow his two senior brothers to bring anyone. They were teachers, and with so many students, who would they bring? To avoid trouble, he simply didn't allow any of them to go.
Song Yan slowly took a sip of his milk. "Class monitor, if you want to go, ask for leave this afternoon."
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