"It's delicious, then let's take this mung bean shortbread to your dad now." Zhao Qingzao nodded with a smile and said to Han Guang.

As a result, as soon as Zhao Qingzao finished speaking, Han Guang immediately reached out and took a few more mung bean shortbreads, and said that he wanted to help Zhao Qingzao try the taste again, because he was in a hurry to go back to the study, so Zhao Qingzao didn't want to worry about Han Guang, so he returned to the study with the mung bean shortbread.

"Dad, this is my master's mung bean shortbread, you will definitely like it. After Han Guang devoured a few shortbreads, he pointed to the shortbread in Zhao Qingzao's hand and said to Han Yicheng.

Han Yicheng was holding a book in his hand, and Xiaocao was lying on the table writing and drawing, it seemed that Han Yicheng was already giving Xiaocao a question.

"I'm embarrassed to ask your master to make shortbread, but since it's done, you can bring it over and let me taste it." Han Yicheng first looked at Zhao Qingzao, and then said to Han Guang.

Hearing Han Yicheng say this, Han Guang immediately handed the mung bean shortbread to Han Yicheng, seeing this, Zhao Qingzao looked at the expression on Han Yicheng's face nervously, afraid that Han Yicheng would feel that what he made was not delicious, and then he couldn't use this to please Han Yicheng and let Xiaocao go to school in Confucian Academy.

Unexpectedly, Han Yicheng had just eaten a mung bean shortbread, and he showed a look of enjoyment, and then he couldn't wait to eat several mung bean shortbreads, Boss Hu saw it, and naturally refused to let Han Yicheng finish all the shortbreads, so he also reached out and grabbed them, so that Zhao Qingzao and Han Guang didn't react to what was going on, Han Yicheng and Boss Hu finished eating all the mung bean shortbreads.

"Miss Zhao, the dim sum you made is so delicious. Boss Hu gave a thumbs up and said to Zhao Qingzao.

"This shortbread is really delicious, much better than the dim sum made by Han Guang. Han Yicheng also nodded in praise.

Seeing that Han Yicheng liked the shortbread he made so much, Zhao Qingzao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, so it seemed that at least he could please Han Yicheng, so that Xiaocao was more likely to go to school in Confucian Academy.

"Dad, what do you say about Xiaocao's admission to the Confucian Academy?, do you agree?" Han Guang took the opportunity to ask Han Yicheng.

Hearing this, Han Yicheng turned his head to look at Xiaocao, and then said with a smile: "Although Xiaocao is only three years old, he is very talented in painting, I think Mr. Shen of Confucianism Academy will definitely like Xiaocao, if he can cultivate it well, maybe Xiaocao will be the next painting saint." ”

"Dad, do you agree to let Xiaocao go to school in the Confucian Academy?" Han Guang probably didn't expect Han Yicheng to agree to let Xiaocao go to school in the Confucian Academy so quickly, so he confirmed to Han Yicheng again.

It wasn't until they saw Han Yicheng nodding that everyone was relieved, and after some hard work, Xiaocao, who was only three years old, could finally enter the Confucian Academy and see Shen Changting.

In fact, hearing what Han Yicheng said just now, Zhao Qingzao also had a slight fluctuation in his heart, Xiaocao does have a talent for painting, but this is not a strange thing, after all, Xiaocao is Shen Changting's son, and he will definitely inherit Shen Changting's advantages, if Xiaocao can learn to paint under Shen Changting's teaching, it is also a very good thing.

Because the shop still has a lot of things to deal with, so Zhao Qingzao did not stay for a long time, after saying goodbye to Han Yicheng, he returned to the shop with Xiaocao, Han Guang and Hu Boss were originally going to come with him, but Han Yicheng asked them to stay, and said that there was something important to talk about, so Hu Boss and Han Guang stayed in the Han Mansion and let the carriage send Zhao Qingzao and Xiaocao back to the shop.

"Mother, I can finally see my father. Xiaocao had just returned to the shop, and said happily to Zhao Qingzao.

However, Zhao Qingzao hurriedly covered Xiaocao's mouth, and said to Xiaocao: "Xiaocao, didn't my mother tell you? No matter where you are, you have to call Mr., let alone recognize your father, have you forgotten?"

"I'm sorry, mother, I'm so happy that I forgot what you said, I'll definitely pay attention. Xiaocao lowered her head and whispered to Zhao Qingzao.

Hearing Xiaocao say this, Zhao Qingzao smiled and touched Xiaocao's head, because Xiaocao was going to school in Confucian Academy tomorrow, so Zhao Qingzao decided to help Xiaocao make a schoolbag, so that Xiaocao would be much more convenient when she went to school.

"Xiaocao, my mother will make you a schoolbag. Zhao Qingzao said to Xiaocao with a smile.

"What is a school bag?" Xiaocao asked with a wink of confusion.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingzao realized that Xiaocao didn't know what the schoolbag was at all, so he said with a smile: "It's just something to hold books and brushes, and when your mother is ready, you can put all the things you need to use in school." ”

As soon as Zhao Qingzao finished speaking, Xiaocao jumped up happily, and asked Zhao Qingzao to hurry up and finish the schoolbag, fortunately, there were a lot of leftover rags from the clothes in the room, so after Zhao Qingzao returned to the room, he picked a suitable rag, and then sat down to help Xiaocao make the schoolbag.

Because the schoolbag was ready before dawn, Zhao Qingzao casually cooked two bowls of noodles for dinner, and continued to do needlework under the candlelight, Xiaocao saw that Zhao Qingzao was so hard, so he asked Zhao Qingzao to rest for a while, but Zhao Qingzao insisted on making the schoolbag well, and let Xiaocao rest early, Xiaocao really had no choice, so he climbed to the bed with two short legs, and fell asleep after a while.

It was almost dawn, and Zhao Qingzao finished the schoolbag, although Zhao Qingzao's needlework was not very good, but with her maternal love for Xiaocao, she still made a very good-looking schoolbag.

After putting Xiaocao's books and brushes into the schoolbag, Zhao Qingzao yawned, and then woke Xiaocao up.

"Xiaocao, get up quickly, you still have to go to school. Zhao Qingzao pushed the grass and then said.

"Hmm. Xiaocao opened his eyes in a daze, and after a while he realized that he was going to go to school in the Confucian Academy, so he nodded in response, and then obediently got out of bed, put on his shoes, and changed his clothes.

Although Zhao Qingzao and Xiaocao lived outside the city gate, the Confucian Academy was not very far, so after Zhao Qingzao and Xiaocao finished breakfast, the two of them went to the Confucian Academy hand in hand.

As soon as they walked to the gate of the Confucian Academy, Zhao Qingzao and Xiaocao saw carriages and sedan chairs coming and going, but Miss Gongzi wearing silk and satin all walked into the academy, Zhao Qingzao and Xiaocao were dressed ordinary, and they came by walking, so they naturally became outliers in this group of young ladies and young men, not to mention that Xiaocao was only three years old.

"Master, so you are here. At this moment, Han Guang suddenly walked over and said to Zhao Qingzao.

Zhao Qingzao was still thinking about how to send Xiaocao to the Confucian Academy, after all, Shen Changting was teaching painting here, in case she met Shen Changting in the Confucian Academy, what should she do? Shen Changting couldn't recognize Xiaocao, but he recognized her.

"Han Guang, why are you here?" Zhao Qingzao was also very happy when she saw Han Guang coming, because in this way, Han Guang could bring Xiaocao into the Confucian Academy, and she would not run into Shen Changting.

"I'm going to teach at the Confucian Academy in the future. Han Guang sighed helplessly, and then said to Zhao Qingzao.

Hearing Han Guang say this, Zhao Qingzao understood why Han Yicheng let Boss Hu and Han Guang stay yesterday, it is estimated that they tossed for a long time, and finally forced Han Guang to teach in the Confucian Academy, but Han Guang's temperament, can he really teach well? Maybe he will run to make snacks after teaching.

"What's going on?" Zhao Qingzao was still very curious, so he asked Han Guang.

"It's not that Hu Dingyun's bastard who complained to my father, so my father asked me to teach in the Confucian Academy, and after knowing what it means to be a teacher, I will go to the Salt Gang to make amends. Han Guang rolled his eyes and then said.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingzao only then knew what was going on, but after Han Guang taught in the Confucian Academy, it is estimated that he will not be able to go to the shop often to ask her for cooking skills in the future, and Zhao Qingzao will naturally lack this source of extra money.

"So that's the case, the grass will be handed over to you, you must help me take good care of the grass, he is only three years old, in case he is bullied by others, it will not be good. Zhao Qingzao nodded, and then said what she was most worried about, although Xiaocao is a smart child, but he is only three years old after all, so after entering the Confucian Academy, he will definitely meet people who look at him unpleasantly, what should Xiaocao do if he is bullied? Zhao Qingzao can't break into the Confucian Academy to protect Xiaocao, so in this case, he can only ask Han Guang to take care of Xiaocao.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely take care of Xiaocao, if someone bullies Xiaocao, I will definitely not let him go. Han Guang patted his chest and assured Zhao Qingzao.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingzao nodded reassuringly, because the hour was not early, so after Han Guang said to Zhao Qingzao, he took Xiaocao into the Confucian Academy, Xiaocao kept looking back at Zhao Qingzao, the two mothers and sons separated for the first time, and they were a little reluctant.

Seeing Xiaocao walk into the academy, Zhao Qingzao was about to go home, but he didn't expect to turn his head and see a familiar figure, Zhao Qingzao's head rumbled, and he sighed in his heart, and subconsciously hid in the corner on the side.

Although it was just a back, Zhao Qingzao knew that person was Shen Changting, he hadn't seen him for a long time, Shen Changting seemed to be much taller, maybe because he didn't have to work after returning to Biancheng, and he was pampered every day, so Shen Changting was no longer thin and weak.

Zhao Qingzao never thought that she would see Shen Changting again under such circumstances, watching Shen Changting walk into the Confucian Academy, Zhao Qingzao withdrew her gaze after a long time, and let out a long sigh, after all, she still didn't have the courage to see Shen Changting, maybe it was enough to look at his back from a distance.

I don't know how to get back to the shop, Zhao Qingzao just walked into the shop, and many guests came in to order, Zhao Qingzao didn't care about Shen Changting's affairs anymore, so he specially greeted the guests, because the business of the shop is getting better and better, so Zhao Qingzao is a little too busy alone, plus the green shadow is also by Han Guang's side, so she can't come over to help her, after Zhao Qingzao sent away a wave of guests, he pondered to find someone for the shop.