After waiting like this, another week passed.

Xiaoguo had already prepared everything, including Zhuangzhuang's school bag, clothes, shoes, and books that he might need. He even bought new rice paper and writing brushes and ink.

Even though he didn't say it explicitly, one could tell from his expression that he already knew it.

"Zhuangzhuang, get up."

Xiaoguo made breakfast and returned to the room. Seeing Zhuangzhuang still lying in bed, she stuffed her cold hands into the quilt without thinking.

“Ah~”

In an instant, Zhuangzhuang jumped up from the bed as if he was installed with a spring, accompanied by a wailing sound.

“Get up!”

Xiaoguo smiled and patted the exposed little butt, then got up and left.

I went back to the kitchen, served the porridge, and just as I put it on the table, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Xiaoguo asked subconsciously in the kitchen, but then he reacted and couldn't help but chuckle. How stupid! Who could hear him if he asked in the house?

The knocks on the door continued. Xiao Guo put down his chopsticks, walked into the yard, and shouted, "Here I come!"

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a familiar face, the face that Xiaoguo had been looking forward to seeing.

"You're finally here!"

"Huh? Oh yeah."

The postman was a little frightened by Xiaoguo's enthusiasm, so he took out the letter and gave it to her in a daze.

"Thank you, thank you."

Xiao Guo thanked him and was about to close the door impatiently, but suddenly a hand reached out and held the door, "Wait a moment!"

Xiaoguo was startled and almost pinched his hand, but fortunately she reacted in time.

The postman scratched his head in embarrassment. He was just stunned by her enthusiasm and only gave her one letter in a daze. He took out another one from his pocket and handed it to her, "There is another letter."

"Anything else?" This time it was Xiaoguo's turn to feel puzzled. Besides Jiang Shanhe, who else could write to her?

Xiaoguo took the envelope and carefully studied the unfamiliar handwriting on it, wondering who it could be.

Apart from Jiang Shanhe, the only person who kept in touch with her in the capital was Xiao Yi!

After guessing who it was, Xiao Guo accepted it with confidence. Just in case, she confirmed with the postman whether there was any letter for her. After getting a firm answer that there was no letter, she bid farewell to the postman.

I wanted to go back to my room to read the letter, but just as I passed the kitchen, I was stopped by the sharp-eyed Zhuangzhuang.

"Mom, it's time to eat."

"Hey, come right up, you eat first."

Xiaoguo didn't even pause, just said something casually and went back to the room. Nothing else to do now was more important than reading the letter.

Zhuangzhuang was rolling his eggs on the table, looking into his bowl with a smirk. This was the first time he didn't want his mother to receive the letter.

After returning to the house, Xiaoguo first opened the envelope from Jiang Danhe and found two pages inside. She opened one of them and saw only two lines of words on it. The top line seemed to be the address, and Xiaoguo pondered over the bottom line before putting it down and opening the other one.

After reading Jiang Shanhe's letter, Xiaoguo had a clue in her mind. She picked up the other letter again and carefully studied the following line. Based on her thoughts and Jiang Shanhe's guess, she estimated that this sentence was addressed to Zhuangzhuang.

Thinking of this, she was about to take the letter to find Zhuangzhuang, but then she sat down again because she suddenly remembered that there was another letter.

I opened the envelope and unfolded the letter paper. The handwriting was mature and steady, not like Xiao Yi's at all, and the first sentence was his self-introduction.

"Oh my god!"

Xiao Guo exclaimed in surprise. It turned out to be a letter from Emperor Shao Zhan. What could he possibly tell her? It seemed like they didn't know each other very well.

The more Xiaoguo looked at it, the more his brows furrowed. It turned out that this was a letter asking for help.

In the letter, Shao Zhan told Xiao Guo the reason why Jiang Shanhe wanted to go home, and the implicit meaning of his words was to ask Xiao Guo to help him persuade Jiang Shanhe not to resign, emphasizing that Jiang Shanhe was actually unwilling to leave the barracks.

Originally, Xiaoguo did not intend to agree with Jiang Shanhe's decision, but was attracted by the following words.

The general meaning is that Shao Zhan said that Jiang Shanhe's position would be restructured. Except for not having to go to the battlefield, everything else would remain unchanged. In addition, he would have a lot of vacation time, so even if he wanted to come back once a month, that would be allowed.

When Xiaoguo first saw it, her first impression was that it was unreliable. She felt that both the idea and the person who came up with it were unreliable.

What's the purpose of doing this? This is a bad idea that doesn't seem to come from the head of a country.

Xiaoguo shook his head. If he did that, wouldn't he become an idle general?

Shao Zhan could think of all the considerations. He was not a brainless fool. Since he said such words, he must have a reason.

Given the current situation, he can confidently say that there will be no major wars in the next ten, twenty, or thirty years. There are other generals to deal with ordinary minor conflicts, and there are experienced veterans stationed on all borders.

Jiang Shanhe only needs to be a general to stabilize the country in the capital. Anyway, the foreign tribes have been frightened by Jiang Shanhe in recent years, and they dare not invade easily because of his reputation. Therefore, he only needs to train soldiers, promote commanders, and recruit military talents.

In this way, there would be no war, and he could naturally wait until old age in peace and without life-threatening danger. In order to prevent Jiang Shanhe from leaving, he made many plans. He said that he had no time to accompany his family, so he would give Jiang Shanhe a lot of holidays, enough to relieve his homesickness.

As soon as the perfect solution came out, he couldn't wait to write a letter to Xiaoguo. In this kind of matter, it would be more appropriate for her to advise him.

But he had overlooked one point, which was that Xiaoguo would not force his own ideas on Jiang Shanhe.

Although Xiaoguo finds this idea very attractive, after all, it is rare to have a job that is both rewarding and easy. And one thing is very true, if a family is together all the time, there will inevitably be bumps and bruises. It is better to have distance create beauty and a short separation is better than a new marriage.

However, she completely followed Jiang Shanhe's ideas. This was his business and his decision, and should not be interfered with by others. Even his family members had no right to interfere.

He calmly put away the letter and returned to the kitchen, taking only the one written by Confucius.

When she came in, Zhuangzhuang was holding a half bowl of porridge and looked at her with resentful eyes, "I'm almost done."

Does she know that in just that moment, she is in great pain?

"Hey, now's the perfect time to drink."

Xiaoguo said with a smile, holding the bowl and drinking half of it in one gulp, catching up with the strong progress.

He put down the bowl, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, looked at Zhuangzhuang quietly, and asked tentatively, "Zhuangzhuang, do you want to worship the Master?"

Who knew that as soon as the words came out, Zhuangzhuang's emotions became particularly excited.

“No no no!”

Zhuangzhuang's reaction was very strong, bursting out with emotions that had been suppressed for a long time.

Xiaoguo was so frightened by him that she stood there in a daze. It seemed to her that she had never seen Zhuangzhuang so angry before.

Zhuangzhuang threw the chopsticks out with a bang. The chopsticks bounced onto the wall and then bounced back to the ground, covered with dust. Only then did he calm down.

What followed was guilt. He shouldn't have lost his temper. Thinking of this, he became depressed. His head almost dropped under the table. Golden beans fell to the ground with a crackling sound. His two chubby hands were twisted together. He raised them from time to time to wipe away his tears.

Xiaoguo held back her smile. It was so rare to see Zhuangzhuang lose his temper. Normally, even if she made him angry, he would just act coquettishly. But today was the first time he had a serious temper. She inexplicably felt that it was worth commemorating. Should she mark it as the anniversary of Zhuangzhuang's first temper?

Thinking of this nonsensical scene, Xiao Guo couldn't help but burst out laughing.