At that time, Xiaojie was dull and numb. You were such a beautiful child, but you didn't like to laugh or cry, and you were always silent. You only acted like a normal child in front of her, your wet nurse.
But the child will eventually grow up and face the outside world independently. How long can she accompany him?
At that time, Song Wanxian looked anxious and worried, but no matter what she did, it seemed that nothing could be changed.
Sometimes, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she couldn't help crying when she thought about the difficulties and hardships Xiaojie might face if she was no longer around.
Just when she was about to fall into despair, Zhang Xiulin appeared.
She didn't know how Zhang Xiulin and Xiaojie knew each other, but she knew that after they met, the little guy gradually became lively and cheerful.
He is no longer silent or dull, but can lie, get angry, and be shy. He is a lively, active child.
Song Wanxian felt that Zhang Xiulin was like sunshine to Xiao Jie, bright and warm, shining down and dispelling the darkness and dampness, allowing Xiao Jie's wilted sapling to grow again.
Song Wanxian was surprised and confused when Xiaojie took the initiative to tell her that he wanted to propose to Zhang Xiulin.
Because of everything that happened in his childhood, Xiaojie is more mature than any other child, and he knows better than any other child that he has to fight for what he wants.
If he hadn't had this awareness, he would have died long ago.
Zhang Xiulin is her sunshine and will be a good wife in the future, so Xiaojie wants to keep her by his side as soon as possible.
For a nine-year-old boy, such thoughts seemed utilitarian, selfish, and pathetic.
Xiao Jie, before the age of eight, was a demon cave, struggling desperately for survival. After the age of eight, he was confused and taciturn. When he was nine years old, he met Zhang Xiulin, and everything became clear.
"Nurse, nurse, are you listening?" A child's soft and tender voice came to her ears. Song Wanxian came back to her senses and saw Xiao Jie coming to her at some point.
"What did you just say?" Song Wanxian curled up the corners of her lips into a smile and reached out to smooth out the wrinkles on his collar.
"Nanny, I'm telling you, if Sister Lin doesn't win, we'll still have to propose marriage."
Song Wanxian smiled, it turned out that she was worried about this.
"Okay, I understand. But Nanny thinks your sister Lin will definitely pass the examination and become a student."
Xiao Jie's eyes lit up, and his big round eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars. He said excitedly: "Yes, right? I think Sister Lin is okay too."
The little girl's heart finally settled down, and she ran out, saying that she was going to choose a gift and give it to Zhang Xiulin, who had passed the examination and became a student, when he came back.
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The next day, Tangzhou Prefecture was immersed in a unique atmosphere of either great joy or great sorrow.
Those candidates who took part in the provincial examination got up early, washed, dressed neatly, and waited for the people from the yamen to come and register.
Because of this atmosphere, Zhao Chuchu and the other two couldn't sleep in, so they got up and were having breakfast in the lobby of the inn.
Zhao Chuchu put a few dumplings into Zhang Xiuyuan's bowl.
The lobby of the inn was full of people, but those who used to talk loudly before today were eating breakfast silently without saying a word. Except for frequently looking towards the inn, their ears pricked up, as if they were anxiously waiting for something.
Zhao Chuchu looked at the little girl who was drinking porridge silently across from her and asked in a low voice, "Sister Lin, are you nervous?"
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