After time travel, the system allowed me to keep learning

Gong and the same family did not refuse Mr. Pang's gift of thanks. Only when the kindness can be settled with a gift of thanks can people feel at ease to appreciate their kindness. At this time, it is really not suitable to be falsely polite.

The few people were talking and laughing all the way back to the inn, acting as if they had just eaten just to have a drink and talk. Who knows if someone is watching in the dark?

After returning to the inn, they entered Mr. Pang's room together and told Mrs. Pang about tomorrow's plan. Mrs. Pang was nonchalant and only nodded in agreement. Apparently he still hasn't recovered from his cousin's betrayal.

Gong and the other four came out soon after and returned to the new 'presidential set' that Mr. Pang ordered for them.

"Ji Qing thanks Uncle Gong and Aunt Chen for your kindness!"

Following the family back was Pang Jiqing, who was wearing Ling Jing's clothes. Pang Jiqing pushed away Gong Ruixue who was about to help him, knelt firmly on the ground, and kowtowed three times to Gong Hetong and Chen Yining.

Chen Yining suddenly felt that this child was also very distressing.

Early the next morning, when Pang Jiqing got up, he saw Gong and the same family busy writing. Pang Jiqing was very curious and walked up to see what they were writing.

What are Gong Ruixue and the others doing? They were taking a periodic test, yes, it was the system's quiz that asked students to learn how to write and read.

Pang Jiqing saw that Uncle Gong's writing style was strong and thick, and his words were just like the person he wrote, giving people a sense of stability and uprightness.

Aunt Chen's fonts are gentle, natural, and beautiful.

But with such fluent writing skills, they wrote the "Thousand-Character Essay" that only young children can practice?

Looking at Gong Ruixue again, everything on Gong Ruixue's face, hands and body was covered with black ink. Even the paper was covered with smeared ink, and it was impossible to see what was written.

Pang Jiqing didn't know what they were doing early in the morning, but seeing that the three of them only looked up at him when he came out and then immediately started writing quickly, it should be something more important, so he didn't dare to disturb them.

If Mr. Pang is sitting here, he may have to think more about whether his family is using a thousand-character text to inform someone.

After another while of burning incense, Gong Hetong and Chen Yining put down their pens one after another and stood up to move around, while Gong Ruixue continued to work hard on writing her ghostly drawings with missing arms and legs.

Gong Ruixue wrote two more words and then put down the pen with a frustrated look.

"Ding... Gong Hetong scored a hundred points, Chen Yining scored a hundred points, and Gong Ruixue scored... forty-three points. The host Gong Ruixue will receive the unlucky buff for half an hour, please be prepared."

Half an hour is an hour, and this hour is enough to send Master Pang and the others away.

Before leaving, Gong Hetong said with some worry: "It's only half an hour. Tao Zi, you just stay in the room and don't go anywhere. After this period of time, we will talk about it. Yi Ning, you'd better not be in the same room with Tao Zi." Here, go and accompany Mrs. Pang. Taozi, you...take care!"

Gong Hetong suppressed his laughter, and the corners of his mouth twitched. After speaking in a hurry, he quickly got into the carriage. The four of them watched the carriage slowly drive out of sight before returning to the inn.

Gong Ruixue was left alone in the room, and Chen Yining took Mrs. Pang and Pang Jiqing to their rooms.

"Aunt Chen, why does sister Ruixue stay in the room alone?" Pang Jiqing was curious.

"It's okay, she is quite mysterious, and she will be particularly unlucky for half an hour on a regular basis. It is best not to get close to her during this half hour, otherwise she will inevitably be implicated. Let's talk about ours, and she can do it herself."

Chen Yining figured that the time might not be up yet, so she asked the servant to bring an incense burner and four sticks of incense to Gong Ruixue. There were no timing tools in this era. One stick of incense lasted about fifteen minutes, and four sticks of incense lasted half an hour.

Mrs. Pang was afraid that Gong Ruixue would be bored, so she asked the servant to send a plate of snacks and a pot of tea to Gong Ruixue's room.

Gong Ruixue didn't know when it would start. She was grabbing the snack and biting it, thinking about how to judge the start of the buff. She swallowed a mouthful of snack and turned her eyes to the half-bitten snack in her hand.

Half a meat worm stuck in the middle of the snack, half? Half! Only!

Gong Ruixue pretended to be calm and placed the pastry in the middle of the plate. After a while, she could take the pastry to the store to discuss it. Then he picked up the fire stick and lit a stick of incense and was about to stand it in the incense burner. With two "click" sounds, the incense burner broke into two halves, and the ashes were scattered all over him. He reached out to pat away the ashes, but the incense in his hand also broke. The broken incense head fell on Gong Ruixue's legs, burning her skirt and scalding her legs.

Gong Ruixue jumped up because of the burn, and knocked over the tea that had just been delivered to her on the table. The hot tea splashed onto the back of Gong Ruixue's hand, which instantly turned red.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Gong Ruixue was about to ask the waiter to bring some cold water for a cold compress, so she went to open the door. Just as he walked to the door, he heard a commotion at the door, and then the door was knocked open and Gong Ruixue was slapped hard on the face.

A person bumped into Gong Ruixue and knocked her to the ground. The back of her head hit the ground with a "bang" sound, and Gong Ruixue's eyes instantly saw stars. Before she had time to react, the person who bumped in immediately fell on Gong Ruixue, so hard that Gong Ruixue almost sent out the other half of the insect.

"Oh, oh, oh, what are you doing, you evil drunkard, pushing me away!" The person who fell in was Doctor Qian. Doctor Qian asked the store owner which room Gong and the same family were in, and came up in a hurry. Unexpectedly, he met a group of people just as he arrived at the door. The drunkard pushed him and he crashed in.

"Qian... Qian... Qian..." Gong Ruixue was in so much pain that she lost the ability to speak. Doctor Qian couldn't get up from his bones for a long time, which made Gong Ruixue wish she could die on the spot.

A boy passing by saw an old man and a young child lying on the ground wailing, and hurried in to help them up.

"Ah!!!" The boy didn't pay attention to his steps in a hurry and stepped on Gong Ruixue's ankle. "Broken... broken..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Miss, are you okay?" The boy was frightened, and Doctor Qian also spent a lot of effort to climb up to help Gong Ruixue.

"Don't move! Stay away from me! I...I can get up by myself!" Gong Ruixue gritted her teeth.

Doctor Qian and the boy were so frightened that they took two steps back and watched Gong Ruixue sit up little by little. Just when they were about to succeed, they watched Gong Ruixue fall to the ground again with an ouch.

Gong Ruixue raised her left hand, with several silver needles stuck on it, and then turned to look at Doctor Qian's overturned medicine box, feeling hopeless.

Forget it, destroy it, lie down wherever you fall.

"Ah yo yo, baby, are you okay? Let uncle take a look. Why are you standing there? Come and help!"

Doctor Qian carefully took off the silver needle from Gong Ruixue's hand, and he and the boy helped Gong Ruixue to the bed.

Doctor Qian checked Gong Ruixue's ankle: "It's dislocated. My uncle will put it back for you and it won't hurt. Just bear with it and it'll be fine."

"Don't! Don't move it now!" Before Gong Ruixue could stop it, she heard a "click" and connected it, but not completely...

"It's impossible. I've been setting bones for more than ten years and I've never lost my hand..." Doctor Qian was a little doubtful about life.

Before Gong Ruixue could react, Doctor Qian pulled and pushed, and finally put Gong Ruixue's little foot back on.

"Okay, girl, are you okay?" Doctor Qian smiled guiltily.

"Ka...ka...coax!" Doctor Qian didn't even raise his head. He only heard the sound of wood cracking, and then, the bed...collapsed...