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The younger generations of the Xie family copied books together for several days. Everyone's spelling error rate dropped significantly, and their handwriting became more neat.

Xie Lin felt this even more deeply. He felt that he was making rapid progress. To be honest, he had almost forgotten the content of the Thousand Character Classic he had learned before because he had not reviewed it for a long time.

Now, after copying it twice, although he still can't say that he can recite it by heart, but every time he copies, as soon as he sees the previous sentence, his mind can automatically continue to the next sentence. In this way, his copying speed has increased a lot, and now he can basically copy it all the way through smoothly.

After copying books for a while, the younger generation of the Xie family had become very good at it, and it became second nature. But seeing them working so hard every day, Li felt a little distressed.

Mrs. Li stood at the door, not daring to go in and disturb them. "The young masters and young ladies have been working so hard lately. They sit there all day without even a break. I feel like they are tired just looking at them."

Cheng Hui was sitting in the yard, holding Xie Yao in her arms, basking in the sun. After hearing what Li had said, she said, "Studying is something that requires hard work. Besides, studying isn't just for the sake of passing the imperial examinations and seeking fame; it's also for their own good. Learning to read and write will allow them to understand the vastness of the world, so they won't be confined to their own small plots of land."

Li said, "Yes, madam is right."

Cheng Hui continued, "By the way, the village ancestral hall has been cleaned up now. Lan'er and the others will soon be copying the books. If you have time later, let Qiuyue and the others go to the ancestral hall to listen. It would be helpful to learn some words."

When Li heard this, her eyes lit up and her face was full of excitement. She quickly said, "Thank you, ma'am!"

Lin Jian led people to renovate the old ancestral hall in the village. The cracks were repaired properly and the tiles on the roof were patched. The whole ancestral hall looked brand new. Although it was not particularly good, at least it was no longer afraid of wind and rain.

The villagers lived a relatively poor life, but when they heard that the new residents were willing to teach the children in the village to read and write, everyone was very excited. It would be a great thing if all the children in the village could learn to read and write.

So no matter whether you have children or not, everyone wants to contribute to the village. Everyone is very enthusiastic, so you contribute a little, I contribute a little, and by piecing together, we actually managed to put together some tables and chairs. The tables and chairs are a bit old and simple, but they provide a place for the children to sit down and listen to the class.

The day when everything was ready happened to be Xie Wanxing's birthday. Xie Wanxing did not sleep in and got up early. Cheng Hui made her a bowl of longevity noodles.

Cheng Hui held the bowl of steaming hot fried egg noodles steadily in both hands and walked to Xie Wanxing. She gently placed the noodles on the table, then looked at Xie Wanxing tenderly and said softly, "Happy birthday, baby."

"Thank you, mother." Xie Wanxing sat at the table, raised his little face and smiled sweetly at her.

"Axing, you are so cute now." Cheng Hui couldn't help but gently touch Xie Wanxing's little face. "This is your first birthday here. Mommy just hopes that you can be happy every day, without worries, and grow up safely."

"Of course. With my parents by my side, I'm happy no matter where I am." Xie Wanxing said as she lowered her head slightly, gently picked up a piece of noodles with her chopsticks, and put it into her mouth. Every bite was filled with the taste of happiness. She chewed the noodles contentedly and said incoherently, "It's delicious. Thank you for your hard work, mother."

After Xie Wanxing had eaten happily, he and Cheng Hui sat in the dining room for a while, chatting about some family matters and enjoying the warm atmosphere.

Suddenly, there was a tempting smell of cake coming from outside. The cake was out of the oven. Qiuyue and the others had been busy since early morning to prepare the cake to be distributed later.

The oven was hastily built by Xie Dachun and his team two days ago. They made the simplest kind of cake, without overly complicated ingredients and patterns. But even so, when the cake was baking, the rich milky aroma still wafted out uncontrollably, drifting slowly from the Xie family's yard, and soon drifted far away.

This tempting milky aroma was extremely attractive to the children in the village. Many children gathered at the door of the Xie family, sniffing their little noses, trying to absorb all the sweet smell into their stomachs.

But after all, they were at someone's doorstep. Although everyone was very curious, they didn't dare to rush forward to see what was going on. Ergou was a bit braver. When he saw Xie Lin walking out of the yard, he called him over: "Xie Lin, what are you doing at home? What is that thing? Why does it smell so good?"

Xie Lin perked up immediately after hearing this, his face full of pride. He raised an eyebrow at Ergou and said, "Brother Ergou, just wait. Today is my little sister's birthday. My dad said that we'll share the cake with everyone. My sister Qiuyue and the others are baking a cake. It smells so good. Just wait and enjoy it."

Ergou's eyes widened instantly when he heard Xie Lin's words. He moved closer, tugged at Xie Lin's sleeve, and asked anxiously, "Really? Are you going to share this with us? This..."

When the children who were originally gathered nearby heard this, they immediately became excited.

"Xie Lin! Do we have them all?"

"Is it for each of us?"

"When can I eat this? It smells so good..."

Xie Lin looked at his friends who were gathered around him, their faces full of anticipation. The smug look on his face grew even stronger. He waved his hands high and said loudly, "Don't worry. My dad said everyone has one."

As soon as he said this, the children cheered.

Ergou remembered that he had to go to the ancestral hall for class in the afternoon, so he asked again, "We still have to go to the ancestral hall for class this afternoon. I heard that your eldest brother is the one teaching us how to read, and the books they use are all copied by you and your brothers. Is this true?"

As Xie Lin spoke, he shook his hands: "Yeah, I've been copying for several days, my hands are sore."

"Wow, Xie Lin, you're amazing! You can even write!"

"You copied a whole book? You actually know as many characters as a whole book? That's incredible."

"Xie Lin, your father is so good to you. Everyone in your family can read and write. You will definitely have great prospects in the future."

Xie Lin was originally immersed in the surprised and admiring praises of his friends, but after hearing these words, it was as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him. The pride in his heart instantly dissipated a lot, and was replaced by a mixed feeling.

What his father said was true. Among the children in the village, many wanted to learn to read and write but had no chance at all.

He had a teacher to teach him, and he had brothers at home to study with him. Although Xie Songlin did not have high expectations for their studies, they really should not be so lazy.