The crowd immediately dispersed, keeping a safe distance from Mo Yunmei.
Mo Yunmei grew anxious, "Didn't you say you could eat it if you answered correctly? Why are you all hiding to the side?"
Mo Dongmei said angrily, "Auntie, you still want to eat! There's none for you!"
Mo Yunmei asked, puzzled, "Why wasn't there any for me?"
Everyone was disappointed and left without saying a word.
Mo Yunmei kept asking, "Why did everyone leave? Who's going to give me some snacks? Why didn't they give me any?"
Nobody paid any attention to her.
Su Nanxi had no choice but to take out the braised meat she had bought and stir-fry it to eat.
She had originally planned to give this braised pork as a gift to her private tutor, but since there were no other dishes, she decided to eat it first. At worst, she could find a recipe and make her own braised pork; it shouldn't be any worse, and it would be more sincere.
Mo Yunmei was displeased and shouted, "You bought braised meat and you're trying to hide it! Are you planning to eat it all by yourself? A daughter-in-law who acts like this will be divorced!"
Su Nanxi couldn't stand it anymore and slapped him across the face. "All you do all day is shout, like a fly! If you don't talk, no one will think you're mute!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Su Nanxi to make a move so suddenly, but they quickly came to their senses.
Mo Yunmei, however, could not let it go. She covered her face, cried, and shouted that she wanted to hit Su Nanxi.
Su Nanxi raised an eyebrow and beckoned to her, her gesture full of provocation.
Mo Yunmei was furious. She waved her hands and rushed over.
Seeing this, the crowd quickly stopped her, holding her back tightly to prevent the crazy woman from rushing forward.
They weren't worried about Su Nanxi, but about Mo Yunmei. They figured that once they arrived, Mo Yunmei wouldn't be able to get up for at least ten days to two weeks.
Mo Qinghe came over, pulled his wife to his side, and casually rubbed her hands.
Su Nanxi let him massage her, and her anger gradually subsided.
Once the commotion subsided, Mo Qinghe said calmly, "The mute girl plans to give the braised meat to the private tutor as a gift. She also plans to send Jiaxing to school and wants to find out more about the situation first."
He didn't want his wife to be wronged or mistreated; she had done a good deed, and someone had to thank her.
"What?!" Everyone was in disbelief.
Grandma Mo asked timidly, "Were those writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones bought for Xing-ge'er?"
Seeing Su Nanxi nod, Old Lady Mo suddenly burst into tears, laughing and crying at the same time.
The others were also very moved, but Mo Jiaxing was the most excited. He ran to Su Nanxi's side and asked, "Third Aunt, are you really sending me to school?"
His eyes didn't miss Su Nanxi's every move. When he nodded to her, he felt a weight lifted from his heart and jumped up and down with excitement.
Several children jumped up and down as well.
Finally, Old Man Mo made the final decision: he would send Mo Jiaxing to school, but the expenses would be covered by public funds. He would send Mo Dongcheng as well when he was older. For now, the older one would go to school, and they could teach the younger one later.
The Qin and Zhao families were very grateful to Su Nanxi. If it weren't for her taking the initiative, their sons might not have had the opportunity to study.
There was a private school in the next village, run by an old scholar who had spent half his life trying to pass the imperial examinations but never succeeded. He was all alone, and as he grew older and homesick, he returned to the village and started the private school, wanting to do his best to teach the village children.
The private school was very simple, just a room in the old scholar's house with a few tables and chairs, and that was how classes were held.
There aren't many rules; any child who wants to learn is willing to be taught by an experienced teacher, and they can come to learn anytime.
If you don't have money for tuition, you can use rice, vegetables, and dried meat as substitutes.
That's all I've heard, and I don't know the truth, which is why Su Nanxi wanted to meet with them first to find out.
She felt that the private tutor was just trying to make a living.
Much later, the private tutor told her that he really was just trying to make a living.
In the afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Mo, along with their son and a gift, went to the neighboring village to inquire.
The Mo family didn't eat the braised meat, so they asked me to bring it as a gift. Besides the braised meat, there were also candies, cookies, fruits, and some herbal jelly.
Mo Yunmei didn't eat enough at noon, so she ran out in the afternoon.
Su Nanxi wasn't paying attention to her affairs; her two specially made winnowing baskets were finished and now needed polishing, so she was busy.
Mo Qinghe also helped with the polishing. He didn't know what his wife wanted to do with it, but he would try to get it for her if she wanted it.
Mo Dongcheng was a mischievous boy; he would come over every now and then to check on things and cause trouble. After being glared at by Mo Qinghe a few times, he slunk away, probably to go out and play.
When Mo Laoda and the others returned, they said that Mo Jiaxing had passed the teacher's test and could start school on a chosen date.
The Mo family was overjoyed.
Su Nanxi wondered, Mo Jiaxing has never been to school and doesn't know many characters, yet there's an exam? What kind of exam is this?
I had a medicinal bath in the evening.
Knowing that Mo Qinghe wanted a medicinal bath, the Mo family members all conscientiously and quickly finished washing up and emptied the bathroom.
Mo Qinghe felt that the medicinal bath was very effective. He recalled the previous medicinal bath, which had no effect at all. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think that his wife was indeed here to bring him good fortune.
When his wife massaged his legs, he relaxed a lot, no longer tense and stiff, and instead became more relaxed and enjoyed it.
When he got up at night to practice walking, he felt that his legs were stronger and less painful, and he could walk two laps!
Su Nanxi was fast asleep. In her hazy state, she seemed to feel someone pull her into their arms, holding her very gently, and finally placing a warm kiss on her forehead.
Another busy day.
Su Nanxi sent the children away and went deep into the mountains to collect some precious medicinal herbs, which she could sell and also plant in her space.
Just as she finished picking and was about to go back, a child darted out of the woods and blocked her way.
She was terrified. Oh no! In the deep mountains and forests, she saw a little ghost again!
The little devil, with a cool and aloof expression, said to her in a clear voice, "Sister, I am Xiao Han. Do you remember me?"
I don't care who you are! I don't know you!
Seeing Su Nanxi about to leave, the little devil panicked and spread his arms to block her way, saying, "You saved me, have you forgotten?"
How come she doesn't remember saving anyone?
Seeing that Su Nanxi still didn't believe him, the little devil panicked, "My father, Xiao Yi, begged you to save me. I was poisoned and on the verge of death. You saved me!"
Uh! It seems like there is such a thing.
Seeing that Su Nanxi remembered, the little devil calmed down. "My father and I have recognized you as our master. Do you remember? My father let me see you and asked you what he wanted to do."
Recognizing a master?
Is that true?
Besides, how did she know what he was going to do?
She didn't give an answer, and the little devil wouldn't let her go. Annoyed by his harassment, she picked up a branch, left a few lines of writing on the ground, and then walked away.
The little devil leaned closer to look, muttering intermittently, "Live the rest of your life well, don't dwell on the past, don't come looking for me. Grandma wants a bodyguard, but you don't have one, do you?"
Xiao Han didn't know many characters and didn't fully understand the text. He had to read it several times before he could grasp the general idea.
When he got back, his father, Xiao Yi, asked about it, and he raised his head and said, "My sister said she wants a bodyguard!"
Xiao Yi asked doubtfully, "Are you sure she said that?"
"I'm sure! She wrote it on the ground! I looked carefully!"
"Okay, I understand."
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