Mr. Xie, please respect yourself! I am your grandfather's ancestor.

"What are you doing? Miss Teacher Si can just go back home to teach at night. Why do you have to stay at the old house when you don't have classes? I have something to do the day after tomorrow night."

This was the third time Xie Jinzhuo complained in Xie Qianchi's ear.

Xie Qianchi didn't understand either, but this matter was assigned to Xie Jinzhuo by the old man, and he was just involved in it.

Zhang Heng called and said that he had arrived at the door and they would be able to see him when they came out.

Xie Qianchi and Xie Jinzhuo packed their things and walked to the school gate together.

Just when I was halfway there, I ran into Zhan Youchen.

Zhan Youchen is two years older than them and is studying for a master's degree.

They grew up together and are very familiar with each other.

Xie Jinzhuo saw him at a glance and raised his hand to greet him, "Brother Chen! Why are you in school?"

Zhan Youchen also saw the two of them and walked over, "Come and get out of the spotlight."

Xie Qianchi: "Escape from the limelight?"

"Yeah." Zhan Youchen nodded without saying much. Xie Jinzhuo must not know about this embarrassing thing, otherwise, before the evening, everyone in the circle would probably know that he was beaten for the mistakes he made when he was a child, and now everyone at home would say something bad about him when they see him!

"What are you two doing?"

"Ah, let's go back to the old house. You don't know, but we two have been very busy lately, busy being teachers." Xie Jinzhuo looked worried.

Zhan Youchen looked at Xie Qianchi in confusion, hoping that Xie Qianchi could explain it to him.

Xie Qianchi said succinctly, "Recently, a guest came to our house. She had never lived in a city before, so the two of us are now responsible for teaching her some common sense knowledge."

Zhan Youchen asked: "Excuse me, is the guest a girl, and her last name is Si?"

"How do you know?" they asked in unison.

The expression on Zhan Youchen's face kept changing. Finally, he exhaled deeply and said in a very pertinent tone: "Brothers, don't say that brother didn't tell you. You two must not mess with that Miss Si, otherwise she will teach you a lesson."

It does not make sense?

Neither Xie Qianchi nor Xie Jinzhuo understood what Zhan Youchen meant.

But Zhan Youchen didn't care whether they understood or not, he just turned around and left.

Xie Jinzhuo felt that what Zhan Youchen said was incomprehensible, but Xie Qianchi stared at Zhan Youchen's back for a few more seconds.

For two consecutive days, Xie Jinzhuo and Xie Qianchi gave Si Tong "extra lessons" at the old house.

Si Tong is also happy to learn new knowledge. There is no other way. He has to learn modern knowledge if he doesn't like it. If he wants to integrate into modern life, he has to learn modern knowledge.

Fortunately, her learning ability is pretty good. She finished reading the Xinhua Dictionary in two days and also learned numbers and mathematics.

Xie Jinzhuo felt that she was simply a freak. They did nothing but taught Pinyin, while others had read the Xinhua Dictionary on their own. They were taught numbers, and they had learned addition, subtraction, multiplication and division through videos on their own. How could they, who were studying hard, survive?

He thought that if he sent her to school, she would be able to complete and understand the nine years of compulsory education in a month at most.

After teaching the basics, Si Tong can learn the rest by himself. If he encounters something he doesn't know, he can just ask them.

So when Zhang Heng came to pick them up the next day, Xie Jinzhuo said that he had something to do and would not go back to the old house today, and asked Xie Qianchi to go back by himself.

However, Zhang Heng had received instructions from Mr. Xie in advance that Xie Qianchi did not have to go back today, but Xie Jinzhuo had to be taken back.

Butler Zhang wouldn't let him go, saying that the old man had told him to go back.

Xie Jinzhuo had no choice but to call his friends and tell them that he could not attend the motorcycle race tonight.

When we returned to the old house, Mr. Xie was not there, as he had gone for a walk. The only person in the living room was Si Tong, who was reading "Three Hundred Ancient Poems".

"The moon is bright in front of my bed... I miss my hometown. What a good poem! What a good poem!"

Xie Jinzhuo: “…”

The poem is very good, but the way you shake your head is making people who don’t know you would think you made it up!

Si Tong glanced at the two brothers standing at the door.

Xie Qianchi and Xie Junyan are three points similar, while Xie Jinzhuo is only two points similar, because although they are twins, they do not look alike and have very different personalities.

Xie Jinzhuo looks more like Chu Ruoyun.

As for Xie Qianchi, he is more like his father Xie Zhengyu, with a more calm and introverted personality.

Don’t ask Si Tong how he knew Xie Zhengyu’s personality. The only thing you can say is that he met him yesterday. He came back with Xie Junyan, had dinner with him and then left.

She smiled at the two of them and said, "You guys came back early today."

Xie Jinzhuo curled his lips and said reluctantly: "Didn't the old man tell me that I must stay in the old house today and not go anywhere? I'm confused. You don't need us to teach you anything, and why do you want us to come back? I have a motorcycle race later, and I have to find someone to go now. It's so annoying!"

Xie Qianchi kicked Xie Jinzhuo's foot, signaling him to shut up.

Si Tong's eyes lit up. "Motorcycle racing? The one with two wheels, and you twist the handle and it shoots out in a flash?"

Xie Jinzhuo lazily sat on the sofa, took out his phone to check the message, and responded, "Yeah, it's so cool, so fun, and very exciting."

Sure enough, Si Tong came over, pursed his lips, and asked expectantly: "Can I go?"

Xie Jinzhuo put down his phone and looked at her, and Xie Qianchi also looked over.

"You want to go?" Xie Jinzhuo asked with a raised eyebrow.

Si Tong nodded his head twice quickly.

Xie Jinzhuo rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "No."

"Why?" Si Tong asked.

Xie Jinzhuo: "Grandpa said that I must stay in the old house today. I am not allowed to go anywhere and I cannot leave even for a moment."

"Well, then I won't go." A look of disappointment appeared on Si Tong's face. He then picked up the book "Three Hundred Tang Poems" again and began to read it with his head shaking.

"The sun is setting over the mountains... going up one floor, um, what a good poem, what a good poem!"

Xie Jinzhuo was dumbfounded. Why didn't this person play by the rules? Shouldn't the next sentence be to ask me to take her to see it for herself?

How could he drag her into this?

Xie Qianchi covered his face with one hand. Can I not have this younger brother anymore?

People have obviously seen through his little thoughts a long time ago, but he is still so self-righteous and thinks that people will agree with him?

What a stupid expansion!

Xie Jinzhuo blinked desperately at Xie Qianchi, but Xie Qianchi was offline at the moment.

Because he saw Si Tong chuckle, then take out a piece of yellow paper and a wolf-hair brush from under their pear wood coffee table, and then - draw a talisman?