The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

The girl's young body is still lively, but her heart is already dark.

"Go back early, and don't forget to tell your mother about becoming my apprentice. You will follow me from now on. Before you finish your studies, I will take care of your food and clothing. Let her rest assured."

Hu Zi naturally knew the ins and outs of becoming a disciple. Lan Wangshu could be considered his second mother. However, he still felt a little awkward when he thought of this. The girl was too young.

After saying goodbye to Hu Zi, Lan Wangshu slowly returned home. He had visited two stores today and collected some money. It turned out that only getting rich quickly could relieve his worries.

The winter night came quickly, and soon there was no sunlight at all. Lan Luochen studied in his room by candlelight.

Lan Wangshu felt very distressed when he saw this. What if his eyes were hurt? This was not the way to study hard.

The girl heated a cup of milk and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Lan Luochen's voice was emotionless and hard, totally unlike his usual clingy self. Lan Wangshu felt a little ashamed, feeling like a parent who kept feeding his child while he was preparing for the college entrance exam.

She pushed the door open quietly and walked in slowly.

"I didn't disturb you."

Lan Luochen paused for a moment while holding the pen, put the pen down without hesitation, stood up and walked towards her, took the cup in her hand, and smiled obediently.

"How could that be? I am so happy that my sister came to see me, but is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Yes, there is something. Lan Wangshu looked around. This room is still a bit simple. He casually looked at the homework he was doing."

Lan Luochen was a little nervous, afraid that he wouldn't be able to answer some questions and his sister would be disappointed.

Lan Wangshu looked at the article written by the young man. It looked so awkward without punctuation marks. He wondered if these people usually made mistakes in punctuation.

This is a policy paper on the current snow disaster. Lan Luochen participated in it personally, and it is well written, at least it is practical.

She was a little confused, as the county exam didn't seem to test policy essays, but only the basics of some big books and dictation.

"You, are you preparing for the provincial examination?"

"Yes, sister, what do you think of my writing?"

Well written, but how would you write about something you haven’t experienced?

Keeping up with current affairs is a question in exams in every era. This is what is called predicting the topic. But what if something unknown happens?

“I will be in the position of officials to decide how these matters should be resolved.”

Lan Wangshu nodded. This was indeed the angle that strategies usually chose. It was simply more likely to be recognized by examiners. This had been the case with model essays for many years, so it was normal for Lan Luochen to think this way.

However, she also has a different opinion. It is because many so-called experts in modern times say things that are out of touch with the masses that they are ridiculed by everyone.

For example, there is no holiday on New Year’s Eve. When you get home from work, the nanny will bring you meals, just in time for the New Year.

But he forgot how most people can afford a nanny.

"It's certainly possible, but the routine templates are all the same, so it's a bit difficult to stand out."

Lan Luochen felt a little lonely during these years. That was why he felt it was a bit difficult and he was not so confident about the provincial examination.

"Would you like to give me some pointers, sister?"

"You are a child from the countryside. You have suffered a lot from life and have seen a lot of difficulties and ups and downs. This is your trait. Sometimes you have to start from the group that needs to solve the problem and think about how to really put it into practice and into life."

Lan Luochen listened, thoughtful.

"Of course, I'm not encouraging you to criticize past exam essays. Instead, you should explain your identity and reasons clearly in a few words, then express everyone's desires and often ask yourself a few questions: what, why, and how."

The more the boy listened, the more fascinated he became. He felt that his mind seemed to be different, as if he had found the direction.

Lan Wangshu smiled and took out a small battery-powered desk lamp and handed it to Lan Luochen.

The boy's eyes widened in surprise. What was this thing? It could emit such a bright light without any oil or fire.

"This is a lamp. You must keep it carefully and don't let anyone else find it. There is a switch here. If it doesn't light up, tell me. The batteries need to be replaced."

"Is this my sister's new invention?"

The boy's eyes were fervent and pious. He carefully put the candle away, held it in both hands like a treasure, and blew out the candle.

"I guess so. There is only one."

Lan Luochen smiled happily. This small lamp actually lit up the whole room. It was truly magical. This way, he would be more confident about the palace examination.

"This is incredible, it's so clear, thank you sister."

"Although you and I are half-siblings, we are also related by blood. I will sincerely befriend you and give you a good future, which will also be worthy of the real Lan Wangshu."

The young man's expression froze. He didn't like the original person, but from Lan Wangshu's words he could tell that she would stay here forever, and he felt a secret joy in his heart.