The Frappuccino restaurant opened successfully and welcomed such a lively and prosperous scene, which can be regarded as a great success.

Xie Songlin also breathed a sigh of relief. The soaps and instant noodles used for raffles in the store had attracted a lot of people's interest. With a little more promotion, it should be no problem to get a large number of orders. Moreover, this business is not limited to Yunxiu Town. Once it has gained a foothold, it will definitely develop to the surrounding areas.

If they want to mass-produce soap and instant noodles, they have to rely on a workshop, but the workshop is still under construction. Now they have only hired some young and middle-aged people in the village to do the work. Xie Songlin is thinking about whether he should discuss with Xie Dachun to send more people from outside to complete the workshop as soon as possible.

In short, we have to do everything we can to speed up the progress of the project. After all, the sooner it is completed, the sooner it can be put into production. At present, the number of orders for these soaps is not bad, so we can only rely on Cheng Hui and others to rush to make some of them.

The next morning, Xie Songlin and his friends went to Frappuccino. Xie Wanxing and others had enjoyed the excitement of the grand opening yesterday, so they naturally had to stay at home and continue studying today.

Xie Lan and the others went to the ancestral hall for class. Xie Wanxing was reading in the yard. She spread the book on the table, held Xie Yao in her arms, and rested her chin on his head. Xie Yao was holding a teething stick made by Cheng Hui in his hand and was licking it happily.

Xie Wanxing sat in the yard, reading quietly for a while, when she suddenly felt a damp coolness on her skirt.

She lowered her head to check and saw that Xie Yao's shiny saliva was continuously flowing down the corner of his mouth, leaving a small wet mark on her skirt.

Xie Wanxing was furious. He reached out and pinched Xie Yao's chin, shaking it gently and said, "Xie Yao! Try dripping your saliva on my skirt again!"

Xie Yao's chin was pinched, and he stopped licking the teething stick happily. He raised his big round eyes and looked at Xie Wanxing innocently, with tears in his eyes. His little mouth turned up, as if he was about to cry in the next second, and he hummed "wuwu" in his mouth.

Xie Wanxing was rubbing his little brother's face into round and flat shapes when Mr. Yu happened to come out of the study. He immediately saw this amusing scene in the yard and said, "Axing, are you bullying your little brother again?"

Xie Wanxing said, "Teacher, you've wronged me. It was this kid who drooled all over my clothes."

Mr. Yu pinched Xie Yao's face with an amused look, sat down at the table, took out a book, and said, "Shall we talk about the Book of Songs today?"

"Okay." Xie Wanxing nodded rapidly, then quickly turned towards the kitchen and called out loudly, "Aunt Li, please take Ayao away."

Aunt Li's response soon came from the kitchen: "Hey, here I come, Miss."

Immediately afterwards, Aunt Li hurried out of the kitchen. She was still wearing an apron and her hands were stained with flour. She must be cooking something.

Aunt Li walked closer and said to Xie Yao with a smile, "Young Master, you are pestering the young lady again. Come on, go back to the kitchen with Aunt Li. I will make you something delicious."

When Xie Yao heard there was something delicious, he stretched out his chubby little hands without hesitation and waved them in Aunt Li's direction, saying in a baby voice, "Aunt Li, hold me."

Aunt Li responded with a smile, carefully took Xie Yao from Xie Wanxing's arms, rocked him gently to make him sit more comfortably in her arms, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with her hand, and carried him to the kitchen.

Mr. Yu opened the book and said, "Today we continue our discussion of 'Give me a papaya, and I will repay you with a jade pendant. It's not a reward, but a token of our everlasting friendship.' Do you understand what it means?"

"One party gave a papaya, and the other gave a precious jade pendant in return, stating that this wasn't simply a material reward, but a desire to forge a lasting bond." Xie Wanxing finished his words with a soft sigh, saying, "Many relationships in the world today seem warm and welcoming, but sincerity is hard to find. It's better to be like the person in the poem, expressing feelings through objects and being frank."

Mr. Yu couldn't help but smile when he heard this and jokingly said, "How can you be so sentimental at such a young age?"

"No, I was just making this up. Please continue, Master."

"Hey, that's not nonsense. Knowledge shouldn't just stay in books. If you can think about it and feel it, that's when you truly take the knowledge into your heart."

Mr. Yu smiled and gently turned a page, then began to speak slowly.

During the time he spent with Xie Wanxing, Mr. Yu felt more and more that this disciple was extremely intelligent.

It was always easy to teach her. No matter how obscure the knowledge or how complex the meaning of the poetry, as long as I gave Xie Wanxing a little guidance, she would immediately understand it.

Mr. Yu often sighed inwardly that Xie Wanxing was only six years old. At such a young age, he had such amazing comprehension and ability to grasp knowledge. It really could not be described as a gifted talent.

Even at the foot of the capital, most children of her age were still ignorantly following their teachers to recite some simple enlightenment poems, or mechanically memorizing some passages, but Xie Wanxing had already surpassed them by a long way.

Moreover, Mr. Yu also found that her ability to memorize was amazing. She could basically recite it fluently after reading it twice.

The master and the disciple were giving a lecture when suddenly a burst of hurried footsteps was heard. Xie Lan ran in from outside like a gust of wind. He supported his leg with one hand, bent over sharply, and gasped for breath. It looked like he had run all the way back from the ancestral hall and was extremely tired.

Xie Wanxing rarely saw her elder brother so anxious and hurried nowadays. He was so abnormal today, something must have happened.

Xie Wanxing's heart skipped a beat. He quickly stood up, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea. Then he quickly walked over to Xie Lan, handed the cup to him, and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you running so fast?"

Xie Lan was panting heavily at this moment, and his throat felt like it was smoking. He didn't bother to say anything more, and quickly reached out to take the cup of tea, tilting his head back and drinking it all in one gulp. The warm tea flowed down his throat, and the burning sensation was slightly relieved. His smoking throat finally felt better.

He relaxed his strength, his expression still extremely anxious, and said eagerly, "Brother Ning, is Brother Ning here? Can he drive me to town? An aunt just came to the ancestral hall to look for Daniu. She said her mother had a difficult birth and the midwife couldn't save her, so she needed to go to town to get a doctor. If we're late, I'm afraid both of them will be dead."

"What?" Xie Wanxing's eyes widened when he heard Xie Lan's words.

"Let's go." Xie Ning stood at the door without knowing when. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately turned around to pull the carriage.

"I'm leaving first." Xie Lan also ran out the door. After running a few steps, he seemed to suddenly think of something, stopped abruptly, turned around and said to Xie Wanxing: "Axing, why don't you go and take a look too?"

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