The next day, just after dawn, Fang Xuan got up and called the curtain to help the eldest brother prepare the lesson plan, and the first night his mother said that his grandmother had brought a letter to ask about the situation here, and said that if possible, he would try to move to Nanjing to live with her and his uncle. Mother's ancestral home is Suzhou, his father is a well-known local private school teacher, although the old lady is an embroidery master, but also a young lady from Zhong Mingding's food house, she read poetry and books when she was young, and she was strong all her life. Later, my uncle went to Nanjing for work, and after the old man passed away, my uncle took the old lady to Nanjing.

In the letter, the old lady asked about the family's living conditions after the war, food and clothing, and urged Meng Xiaohui to move to Nanjing as soon as possible. Fang Qingli discussed it with his mother, he was not worried about the school, and he was also worried about his mother alone, so he decided to hand over the school to the boss temporarily, Fang Xingguo was in weak health, so he decided to only take Fang Xuan to Nanjing Province. Many courses in the lower grades of the school, such as poetry and arithmetic, are taught by Fang Xuan, and this time it is half a month, Fang Xuan has to sort out the courseware and hand it to the fourth brother, hoping that he will teach on his behalf.

"Fourth brother? Are you resting? Fang Xuan gently knocked on the door of Xingguo's room below.

"Simmer, come in."

"Fourth brother, this is a lesson plan, I have sorted it out, it's very simple, that is, children may have to work hard" Fang Xuan put a dozen bound rice papers on the table.

"You're not a kid yourself, ahem." Fang Xingguo listened to his sister Lao Cheng's words, and laughed and coughed a few times.

"Fourth brother, can you, if not, I won't go."

"It's just a few lessons, your fourth brother is still okay" Fang Xingguo patted his sister's head.

"That's okay, fourth brother, I'll come back to bring you salted duck and back to the dried water, the last time my uncle brought it was delicious, but unfortunately it was snatched away by the third brother, don't worry, I'll bring you more this time, all for you."

"Okay, then you bring more, don't eat it again on the way, I look forward to your salted duck."

"Cut, where am I as greedy as you say."

"Simmer, how are the things packed, I'll leave in two hours, you hurry up, don't pester your fourth brother to talk" Meng Xiaohui shouted in the courtyard.

"Alas, here it is, fourth brother, please, please." Fang Xuan waved towards Fang Xingguo and exited the room.

"Mother, I'm fine," Fang Xuan shouted and ran towards the hall.

"Just wear this little thing" Meng Xiaohui looked at her daughter's little baggage.

"Well, why don't you just go for a few days, why do you bring so much, it's too cumbersome."

"That's right, your jacket is thicker, and you can't wear it in Nanjing, so you can find a shop to make you two beautiful ones when you go to that mother, and when you grow one, it's time to make clothes." Meng Xiaohui looked at Fang Xuan and compared, nodded, and mentally calculated how to make a few clothes.

"Okay, mother, where's my father?"

"Go buy a cake for your grandma, I'll go back immediately, and then think about whether there is anything left behind, your father will leave when he comes back" Meng Xiaohui told her daughter, although Fang Xuan has a good brain and is also top in learning, he often makes mistakes in some small things, and it is common to lose everything.

"Ah, I promised to give Qiao Luo a book before, but I forgot to give it to her, I'll go up and get it, mother, when we leave, it's good to turn around." Fang Xuan looked up and smiled at her mother.

"Confused, don't go get it soon, and I don't know where to forget it for a while."

"Gotta class!"

Fang Xuan carried a stack of books, all of which she had read a long time ago, she had already memorized them, and put them in the corner of the bookshelf for a long time. Although she did things in the Mo family, she only had the permission of the master to roll her eyes at the young master's book when she was free during the day, she was used to being cautious since she was a child, and she didn't dare to read it generously, not to mention that she didn't have time during the day. Later, I heard that the son of the tailor next door was also in school, so I had the courage to borrow it, and I didn't dare to pay it back on time.

After Fang Xuan learned about it, she glanced at the "Historical Records" on Qiao Luo's desk, and told Qiao Luo that she would send books to her after she fell, and there was no need to return them in a hurry, similar to "Confucius", "Mencius", "Historical Records", "Warring States Policy" and other books, her father had let her read them well when she was a child, and now in addition to literature and history, arithmetic, she will also ask her eldest brother's classmates studying abroad from time to time to bring some translations of foreign novels.

The car stopped at the door of Liu Pingping's spice shop, Fang Xuan said to Meng Xiaohui and Fang Qingli, and got out of the car with the book.

"Aunt Liu, is Qiao Luo here?"

"Yes, what are you?"

"This is the book I promised to borrow from her before, I forgot it when I was busy, today I am going to Nanjing with my father and mother to see my grandmother, I will send it to her by the way" said Fang Xuan put the book on the table, shook his arm, and smiled at Liu Pingping.

"Okay, I call her, thank you so much, that child loves to read on weekdays, and he has a heart."

"It's okay, it's just some books, I'll send some when she's done."

"Hey, what a good girl, Luoluo, I'm here to deliver you a book, come out quickly." As she spoke, Liu Pingping shouted into the back room.

Not long after, Joe fell out, the sun came out well today, the temperature was higher, Joe fell wearing a short shirt with a placket, a canvas skirt underneath, and a jujube red scarf, which looked particularly beautiful and good-looking.

"Simmering, thank you for coming, and I sent it specially, I'm tired, sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water to drink" Qiao Luo's voice was the same as his people, and the girls who grew up in the south were extraordinarily gentle, like water.

"No, no, my father and mother are still waiting for me, by the way, I may be going for half a month, some of these books are still quite obscure, if you really don't understand, you can go and learn to ask my fourth brother, I will tell him."

"Okay, thank you for coming, simmer."

"What's polite, then I'll go first, goodbye Aunt Liu." Walking to the door, Fang Xuan turned around and glanced at Qiao Luo again: "Luoluo, you look so good today, hehe." With that, he walked towards the car with big strides.

"This girl is still the same skin as when she was a child, and she hasn't changed at all." Liu Pingping glanced at Fang Xuan's back.

Qiao Luo's face was flushed when he was said, he picked up the book and lowered his head to Liu Pingping, and then entered the room. Sitting on a low stool, looking at the stack of books on the small square table, and looking at the sunlight outside the window, this is a rare sunny day in the south, Qiao Luo smiled from the bottom of his heart, although it is cold here, but the hearts are warm.