The book has no strength, the female supporting role just wants to survive

In the following days, Jiang Tunan indeed did not see Xiao Mingli, and Xiao Mingrui only came occasionally, gave a few instructions, and then left quickly.

Jiang Tunan enjoyed his free time and concentrated on preparing for the exam.

One day, Jiang Tunan came to the bamboo room with tea in hand, hair tied up, and a book in his arms.

There is a teacup on the upper left side of the desk, a pen holder on the right hand side, an inkstone in the front right, a paperweight in the front, and the paper is flat.

Jiang Tunan: Okay, I feel like I’ve passed the exam, and I can start editing now.

Jiang Tunan took a deep breath, picked up the brush and started writing. After practicing calligraphy for a few days, Jiang Tunan had gradually gotten used to using the brush. Although he couldn't write as flexibly as a hard pen, at least the words he wrote were not so terrible.

Just when Jiang Tunan was copying the article Xiao Mingrui gave her, she heard a noise outside the door.

When I looked up, the person coming was Xiao Huaimin.

"uncle!"

Jiang Tunan was a little surprised. Come to think of it, she hadn't seen Xiao Huaimin for some time.

"Nannan, are you used to what you've learned these days?"

Jiang Tunan put down his pen, stood up and said happily,

"Everything is fine. Please take care of me, uncle."

Xiao Huaimin found a seat next to Jiang Tunan and sat down.

"I heard that you have been working very hard these days."

“This is the right attitude towards reading.”

Xiao Huaimin touched Jiang Tunan's head with satisfaction.

"Well, you really didn't disappoint your uncle. I am very satisfied that you have such awareness."

Jiang Tunan was puzzled.

"Uncle, do you also think I can't pass the exam?"

Xiao Huaimin shook his head.

"Then uncle believes that I can pass the exam."

Xiao Huaimin still shook his head, and then said,

"What I mean is that it doesn't matter. I asked you to take the entrance exam for the girls' school because I hope you can get back on the path of studying. As for the result, it doesn't matter. No matter what, you have your uncle here."

Jiang Tunan said deliberately,

"But uncle, they all say that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent. Do I really need to read so many books?"

When Xiao Huaimin heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

"Don't listen to what those people say. I never thought that women should live their whole lives in ignorance. Women should also have the opportunity to read and learn to write. It's a pity that I don't have a daughter, otherwise I would definitely teach her to read and write."

Xiao Huaimin looked into Jiang Tunan's eyes seriously and said,

"Nannan, uncle tells you that in books, you can see different worlds. Words can reach places that your feet cannot reach, and words can reach places that your eyes cannot see. So, never give up the opportunity to read easily."

Jiang Tunan was somewhat touched. He did not expect that Xiao Huaimin actually had such ideological awareness. He was indeed worthy of being the father of the male protagonist. Thinking of this, Jiang Tunan's nose felt a little sour, and he asked in a muffled voice,

"Uncle, why are you so nice to me? Is it just because I am my father's daughter?"

Xiao Huaimin did not answer directly, but smiled.

"Your father is a really nice man."

Speaking of which, Jiang Tunan's memory of the original owner's father was very vague, so he asked,

"How is my father?"

Xiao Huaimin looked at the horizon, as if lost in memories.

"Your father shouldn't just work in the fields, he should soar into the wider sky."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

Xiao Huaimin smiled and said nothing more. Although Jiang Tunan was full of questions, he was sensible enough not to interrupt him.

Xiao Huaimin closed his eyes, as if he was back in that mountain village:

[Brother Xiao, when the sky becomes dark enough, the stars will shine brightly.]

[I can't leave this mountain in this lifetime, you take my share and go to Kyoto to have a good look. ]

[We say goodbye today, and I don’t know when we will meet again. I hope that the day we meet again will be when you pass the imperial examination. ]

[I wonder if the pear blossoms in Kyoto have bloomed yet. 】

"Come, let your uncle see what you wrote."

Xiao Huaimin opened his eyes, his eyes regained their calmness, and he still looked at Jiang Tunan lovingly.

Jiang Tunan handed the article he had just copied to Xiao Huaimin.

"Uncle, I have practiced for a long time and have made some progress, but the handwriting still looks a little sloppy."

Xiao Huaimin did not despise him, but carefully examined Jiang Tunan's handwriting.

"I think your handwriting has a unique flavor."

Xiao Huaimin explained,

"Everyone pursues the rigid regular script, but I think your handwriting has a sense of freedom and ease. You can try the running script, which may be more suitable for you."

Xiao Huaimin closed the papers and put them neatly on the desk.

“Remember, calligraphy practice is not to please others, but to express yourself.”

Jiang Tunan nodded, not quite understanding.

Xiao Huaimin stood up, straightened his clothes,

"I will accompany you here today. When I have time, I will come to talk to you. If you need anything, just tell your aunt. Your aunt is a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart."

"I know, don't worry, uncle."

After seeing Xiao Huaimin off, Jiang Tunan sat at his desk and actually had some inspiration.

In modern times, she had practiced regular script with a hard pen, but after studying medicine, she had to change to running script. After hearing what Xiao Huaimin said, she could continue to write running script.

After all, between running script and regular script, she is better at the former.

In the following days, Jiang Tunan felt more and more at ease, at least he was able to finish writing an essay within the time limit required for the entrance exam.

"Look, it's only been a few days since we last met, but our Xiaonan is becoming more and more like a female scholar."

Luo Yun lightly held Wan Xin's hand and walked slowly towards them.

"Sister Yun Qing? Why are you here?"

Luo Yun scolded lightly,

"If I don't come, you will take root and sprout in this bamboo room."

Jiang Tunan scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Tomorrow is the first day of the examination. Today, there are many activities on the street to pray for the candidates. You stay in the bamboo room every day, and you need to take a break from work occasionally. Why don't you go out with me for a walk?"

Jiang Tunan was in a dilemma. Luo Yunqing didn't wait for Jiang Tunan to think and just grabbed him and left.

"That's what my father meant."

"Wait, Sister Yun Qing, is my hair greasy? I didn't wash it!"

"Alright, alright, it's good looking, it's okay, let's go."

"Why don't you change your clothes? What I'm wearing today is a bit disgusting."

"Oh no, uh, you should just change."

"..."