Early the next morning, Jack was a little listless, and even when he came back from a run, he yawned profusely.

"What's wrong with you?" Olivia was worried about her young son, who had always been full of energy, and pulled Jack over and touched his forehead and nose, and sniffed Jack's body, but didn't find anything wrong with Jack, so she pushed Jack back to the table.

"The school rules are so long, I don't know how many times I turned around after copying the hourglass. With that, Jack yawned again.

"You're done copying it all?" Luna turned to look at Jack in disbelief.

"Well, it's all copied. Jack nodded, and put a pair of bright eyes washed by saline water, and fell on Silas who was distributing food, he was actually hungry in the middle of the night last night, but that kid from Cayden actually fell asleep by the hourglass, so he could only endure it.

Filling Jack's bowl with broth and placing the bread on a nearby plate, Silas looked at Jack and smiled, then scooped up a large piece of stew and placed it next to the bread.

"Thank you, Father!" staring at the stew, which was twice as big as usual, Jack's originally listless little face rejuvenated.

"Eat!" Silas laughed and patted his son's little head amusefully, before turning back to his seat.

"My father is eccentric. Luna looked at the small piece of stew on her plate, and then at the piece of stew the size of an adult's fist on Jack's plate, and although she hadn't eaten much meat in the morning, no one had said that she couldn't be pretentious.

"It's not eccentric. Olivia joined in the fun, picked up her fork and ordered the stew on her plate, giving Silas a disgusted look.

Silas pretended to be helpless, shook his head, looked at his wife and children with a little grievance, sighed and said:

"Look at the two of you, who is talking to me all day long, don't keep scolding Jack, be kind to the cubs, and who is always afraid that I will punish Jack, chasing after Jack every day, and helping him finish up the trouble?

"Who made you feel bad?" Olivia narrowed.

"Father is having a hard time?" Luna puffed out her bun face and looked at her father with resentment.

Seeing this, Silas immediately straightened his face, picked up his knife and fork, and muttered while cutting the meat on the plate with his head down:

"It's all those ministers who don't do their business all day, and they've been so busy lately that they have to run around and talk about things for a long time, which is annoying! Well, eat quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold for a while. ”

Luna raised an eyebrow before withdrawing her gaze from Silas, picking up the spoon and starting to drink the soup.

Olivia snorted and began to eat.

After breakfast, Luna is taken to Silas' study, where she is said to have been on personal leave.

After watching Silas walk into the study, he sat down at the table, first took a sip of the water that the waiter had prepared, and then picked up a thick stack of official documents that needed instructions, selected a few from them, handed them to Luna, who was standing aside, and said:

"There's paper over there, and after reading it, write down your thoughts on the paper. I'll read and write it all and bring it to me. ”

Luna took the official document handed by Silas in a daze, took a stack of white paper herself, held the inkwell with a pen in it, walked to the small side in front of the sofa, sat on the floor, and then turned her head to look at her father before looking down at the contents of the official document.

The first official document, sprinkled with a whole page, whether it is paper or ink, is full of low-key luxury, close to smell, there is a faint very refreshing pine fragrance, the handwriting is also very beautiful, the wording is gorgeous.

Putting aside the fixed format of official document writing, the lord who wrote the official document was stunned to write about a snowstorm, which made Luna feel a little regretful that she couldn't see it with her own eyes.

After reading the entire document, Luna smacked her mouth a few times, then turned her head to look at her father again, her eyes showing sympathy.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the little lord who wrote the official letter was still on his own one-third of an acre of land, Luna wanted to go directly to the door and beat people up, you said that if you were affected by the disaster, you would be affected by the disaster, and if you don't have money, you won't have money.

After reading the official document for three seconds, Luna pulled out a blank piece of paper and took a deep breath, she was not going to write her thoughts anymore, she was going to write a reply directly to the little lord, as for whether her father used it or not, she couldn't care about it, in short, let's vent it first!

Using her skills from 12 years of writing essays and 1 year of essays, Luna began to write hard, and from time to time, she would run to the bookshelf and whisper to the waiter waiting on the side, helping her get two books so that she could copy two sentences and drop a bookbag.

Silas, who looked up at his daughter from time to time, was stunned, and for a while he couldn't figure out what this little guy was doing.

When it was almost time for Luna to report to Fleming, she had finished writing the reply to the official letter, although the handwriting was still a little crooked, but it could not stand, and the wording was definitely comparable to that of the little lord who wrote the disaster report.

Satisfied, she read what she had written, and then Luna put the reply on top of the table and left the study to report to Fleming.

She didn't feel hurt without comparison, but at this time, she felt that it was more worry-free and effortless to settle accounts.

After Luna left, Silas walked over to the table with some curiosity, picked up the reply that Luna had written, and read it.

The expression on His Majesty's face also changed from surprise at first, to surprise and then to eccentricity.

After reading this little essay of his daughter, Silas picked up the official document written by the little lord and looked at it, then shook his head with a smile, and beckoned to the little waiter on the side:

"Send this to the paperwork, ask them to correct the formatting and typos, copy it, and send it back. ”

"Yes. The little waiter took the letter from Silas and ran away.

Silas was left alone, looking at the few remaining official documents that Luna had not touched, shook his head, and then quickly browsed through them, bent down and picked up the pen on the small table, dipped it in ink, and completed the reply in a few words, and gathered it into the pile of official documents on his desk.

Here, Silas, who had finished approving the official documents that had been piled up early in the morning, began to summon the ministers to discuss the matter, and on the other side, Luna, who was already in place, began to officially look at the ledger after a rote memorization the day before.

But she had learned wisely today, and dragged the little table to Fleming's desk on her own, and asked as she watched.