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After Xie Songlin took over the drawings carefully drawn by Xie Wanxing, he did not rest for a moment and started working in a hurry.

Time flies, and summer is almost here. Summer is a great time to sell tea and drinks. Once the Frappuccino shop is finished, we can have everyone come to the store to buy in bulk. We can sell not only cakes but also buckets of sour plum soup.

Xie Wanxing has finished her work recently. The Frappuccino restaurant is being renovated in full swing, and all the affairs at home have been arranged properly. Apart from continuing to read medical books, she has nothing important to do, so she can stay at home and be lazy.

Every day she would empty her mind and think of nothing, and would run in and out of the house with Xie Yao, sometimes chasing chickens and sometimes driving ducks. Xie Wanxing felt that such a life was pretty good.

The milk production of the cows at home is quite good. After deducting the part used to make cakes, there is still a lot of milk left.

Cheng Hui had been to the ancestral hall several times and noticed that the children were all pale and thin. So she decided to share some of the remaining milk with the two young wives in the village who helped with cooking. She also instructed them, "Boil some of this milk for the children to drink every day so that they can grow up healthy."

When the village head, Uncle Lin, heard this, he was grateful and happy.

Xie Wanxing also drank a lot, but she would hide in the space every day to drink milk. She always felt that she was too short now.

In modern times, she was at least 1.7 meters tall. Now that she is a six-year-old child, she feels that her height has become much shorter. In order to prevent herself from not growing tall during the growth period, she feels that she needs to drink more milk from a young age to at least grow back to her modern height.

That day, she was taking Xie Yao to dig ants at the door. Xie Yao was lying on the ground digging with his hands, and Xie Wanxing was also fiddling with it with a small branch. When she looked up inadvertently, she saw a carriage slowly coming towards them in the distance. Xie Wanxing subconsciously squinted her eyes.

She used to be nearsighted and sometimes needed to wear glasses for work. She always squinted when she didn’t wear glasses. Now that her eyesight is very good here, she still hasn’t changed this habit.

Xie Wanxing stared at the carriage as it slowly stopped in front of his house. Then, the driver swiftly jumped out and respectfully helped a white-haired old man down.

Although the old man had a head full of white hair, he did not look old at all. Instead, he exuded a vigorous spirit, and his eyes were filled with the wisdom of having experienced the vicissitudes of life.

Seeing this, Xie Wanxing quickly let go of Xie Yao's hand and told Xie Yao, "Ayao, stay here and don't move."

After giving Xie Yao her instructions, she hurried over to the old man with white hair. Without the slightest hesitation, she bowed politely and said crisply, "Hello, Mr. Yu."

When Mr. Yu heard her greeting, he raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze slowly fell on Xie Wanxing, as if he was examining her, or assessing her. A slight smile played at the corner of his mouth as he replied, "Little girl, you are quite clever."

Xie Wanxing smiled after hearing this and said, "Thank you for the compliment, sir. Grandpa Zhao wrote to my father a while ago, saying that the teacher he had invited for us brothers would be arriving soon. I just saw you from afar and felt that you must be a learned and talented scholar with an extraordinary demeanor, so naturally I recognized you."

After hearing Xie Wanxing's explanation, Mr. Yu couldn't help but laugh heartily. His laughter was full of appreciation for Xie Wanxing's cleverness. He said, "Haha, little girl, you talk funny too. You recognized me before I even walked in."

Xie Wanxing bowed slightly and said, "Sir, you've been exhausted from coming all the way here. Please go inside and sit for a while and have some tea to moisten your throat. My father and brothers won't be home for a while."

"Okay." Mr. Yu nodded with a smile, "No rush, there's still plenty of time in the future."

As she spoke, Xie Wanxing turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation, leading Mr. Yu into the house. As she led the way, she found that after some renovations, the layout of the house became more reasonable, and a main hall was specially separated for entertaining guests.

I happened to meet Aunt Li coming out of the kitchen. She was holding an apron and looked like she had just finished her work in the kitchen.

Seeing this, Xie Wanxing hurriedly stopped her and said, "Aunt Li, don't leave in such a hurry." She pointed to the servant accompanying Mr. Yu and continued, "This young man came with you. Please take him to help pack your luggage in the wing room that my father specially reserved. The room has been cleaned a long time ago, and all the necessary items are ready. Please help put it in."

When Aunt Li heard this, she quickly responded with a smile, "Don't worry, Miss. I'll take my brother to clean up right away."

The servant first bowed respectfully to Mr. Yu, and after seeing Mr. Yu nod slightly, he followed Aunt Li to the room where the luggage was placed.

After Mr. Yu sat down in the main hall, Xie Wanxing said, "Sir, please sit for a moment. I'll go make you some tea."

She ran straight towards the kitchen. As soon as she entered, she saw Cheng Hui making a small dessert for Xie Yao. Xie Wanxing ran so fast that she didn't even have time to catch her breath. She hurriedly said, "Mom, Mr. Yu is here and is sitting in the main hall. I'm worried that I won't be able to entertain him well. Please come with me to the main hall to entertain him."

Cheng Hui was concentrating on fiddling with the ingredients in her hands. When she heard this, she was stunned and asked in confusion, "Mr. Yu? Who is it?"

Seeing this, Xie Wanxing hurriedly explained, "Mom, this is the teacher that Old Master Zhao invited to our house. Didn't Grandpa Zhao write to Dad a while ago, saying that he wanted to invite a knowledgeable teacher to teach our brothers. This is Mr. Yu. Didn't Dad tell you about this?"

Cheng Hui patted her head lightly and said, "Oh, they said a gentleman would come, but they didn't say his last name. I almost forgot."

Xie Wanxing said, "Please make me some good tea. My father has brought out some. The kind that Mr. Zhao drank before will do. Use the water in the space to make it."

"Okay, I'll come."

Xie Wanxing quickly returned to the main hall. As soon as he entered, he saw Mr. Yu standing by the wall, with his head slightly tilted up, his eyes intently looking at the paintings hanging on the wall.

Seeing this, Xie Wanxing's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Those paintings were all her daily practice drawings, and they all depicted scenes of villagers working. At first, she just drew casually, mostly scenery, and she didn't draw the extra characters in great detail. They were basically back views without frontal faces, just to pass the time and maintain her touch.

Unexpectedly, after seeing these paintings, Xie Songlin found them very interesting and took them very seriously. He asked her to process them carefully and then found someone to frame them. He even hung them on the wall of the main hall.