408 Sound Transmission Grass
[This sound transmission grass usually takes 10 years to grow. And the failure rate of growing it is extremely high.]
Little Ah Yu skillfully took out a small shovel and dug a small pit in an empty space before stuffing the seeds in.
She brought over a small bottle and watered the land.
She did not care much about Meatball’s words. “It’s fine. I’ll plant it here. I won’t plant it outside.”
[Don’t use this thing immediately after it’s planted.]
“Why? I still wanted to give some to Big Brother Ah You! I kept reading the letters Big Brother Ah You wrote, but I didn’t hear what Big Brother Ah You said. I almost forgot his voice!”
Meatball did not know how to explain it to Little Ah Yu. If she took this thing out, it might cause unnecessary misunderstandings. After all, it belonged to a country that had already fallen.
However, Meatball knew that the mission reward given by the spatial pocket would definitely not harm the target.
This was because the meaning of the existence of the spatial pocket was to protect, not harm.
[When it’s planted, show it to your Grandma first. Let’s see what your Grandma says then.] In any case, Old Madam Wang should know how to deal with this thing.
“Alright.” Of course, Little Ah Yu could agree.
After planting the seeds, Little Ah Yu left the room. This time, she did not go to the village to play with the others. Instead, she ran into the small study and started reading.
Tang Yuan looked around the Wang Family and realized that Little Ah Yu was in the study.
“Little Master, it’s time for breakfast. Are you going over to eat, or should I bring it over for you?”
Tang Yuan did not ask Little Ah Yu why she was reading. She only tidied up the things on the table.
“I’m coming, I’m coming.” Little Ah Yu picked up an unstained brush and stuck it in the book. She stood up, patted her clothes, and pulled Tang Yuan’s hand out.
She happened to see Wang Wulang walking in with a bun in his mouth.
“Little Sister Ah Yu, why are you here so early to read?” Wang Wulang asked. “Is it because your private school is too strict with you? It’s already the holidays, but you’re still so busy. I’ll go to your school to ask tomorrow.”
Little Ah Yu: “No, Teacher only asked me to write big words every day and not read. I wanted to read it myself.”
Wang Wulang was speechless.
He wished that he did not have to read so much. After all, he still had to memorize it after reading it. After memorizing it, he still had to analyze it. After analyzing it, he still had to do questions. It was extremely difficult.
How could it be as interesting as learning martial arts?
“Big Brother Ah You wrote to me, saying that he wants to take the county scholar examination. He’s so smart, he’ll definitely be able to get in. Although I can’t take the county scholar examination, I can’t hold him back, so I still have to study more.”
It couldn’t be that the letters Big Brother Ah You wrote to her were so proficient, but the letters she wrote to him were always useless.
When she was old in the future, it would be so embarrassing to take out these letters to read.
Little Ah Yu said it seriously and did not notice that Wang Wulang’s mouth was already wide open.
The bun almost fell out.
How old was Qin Huai this year? Was he eight years old?
He’s actually taking the county exam?
Wang Wulang suddenly realized why Grandma was suddenly so angry yesterday, especially since it involved Second Uncle.
Grandma must have read Qin Huai’s letter too.
A little child could even become a county scholar, but his Second Uncle only managed to become a county scholar in his thirties. And he was actually a little smug about it.
Grandma must be feeling unbalanced.
Wang Wulang immediately decided that he had to perform well during this period of time and not let Grandma pull the chink in his armor.
Let Second Uncle withstand the storm!
However, Wang Wulang’s plan to stay and study silently failed. This was because after dinner, Old Madam Wang looked around the house and decided to bring Little Ah Yu and Wang Wulang out.
She brought them to see the progress of the cane sugar workshop in the village.