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Grandma always said that relationships need to be maintained. No one is born obligated to be good to anyone else. People must learn to be grateful and have a thankful heart.

Aunt Zeng Ling had been very kind to her before, and had given her a lot of clothes. Perhaps Aunt Zeng Ling thought they were just old clothes, but they were extremely precious to her and her grandmother.

She kept it in mind and wanted to reciprocate.

Grandma also said that a truly good relationship is not measured by material things, but by sincerity. Even though they were poor, as long as they sincerely offered what they considered good things, the other person could feel their sincerity.

So even the most ordinary things, she didn't feel ashamed to present them.

"What is this?" Chen Dong asked curiously.

It's normal for Grandma to bring them some local specialties from the countryside, but I didn't expect Ye Wanwan to prepare a gift as well.

"The insoles, my grandma and I embroidered them together." Ye Wanwan lowered her head slightly, her voice a little weak.

Chen Dong opened the plastic bag and saw two pairs of thick insoles. They didn't have the pretty patterns that you see on the market, but they were very thick and of good quality.

"The gift is great, Mom and Dad will definitely like it," Chen Dong said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanwan finally smiled, as if the tiny bit of worry she had just felt had finally been completely put aside.

But a slight pain came from my forehead in an instant.

Why did you hit me?

She covered her forehead and looked up at Chen Dong with a pitiful expression.

"Instead of studying properly, you're embroidering shoe insoles?"

"The insoles were easy to embroider; it didn't take much time," Ye Wanwan said, sounding a little guilty.

"I'm going to check your homework. If the accuracy isn't good enough, I'll teach you a lesson." Chen Dong raised his hand and threatened him in a deliberately fierce manner.

"Brother Dong can investigate me." Ye Wanwan was not afraid.

"Ahem, you still need to practice your Mandarin. Your intonation needs to be accurate, otherwise people will easily misunderstand you," Chen Dong corrected.

Ye Wanwan couldn't understand.

He turned around and took out a few more plastic bags.

"Anything else?" Chen Dong asked curiously.

"Yes, I've prepared insoles for Brother Mo, Sister Han, and Shanshan and Lina," Ye Wanwan said.

Chen Dong blinked. "What about me?"

Everyone else has one, even my parents have one, but I've never heard his name mentioned.

I'll give it to you in a few days.

Ye Wanwan smiled mysteriously.

cut.

Chen Dong smiled indifferently. It's just a pair of insoles, why make it so mysterious? But deep down, he was a little expectant. Could it be any different?

……

Without lingering at the rented apartment, the two put down their things, picked up their gifts, and Ye Wanwan slung her backpack over her shoulder and headed to Jiang Lina's house.

Today's learning task is to solidify.

In particular, for Jiang Lina and Liu Yumo, in addition to solidifying their understanding of the questions they got wrong, they were also given extra new questions of the same type to do, which they were able to complete.

"You've made progress this summer, at least in math and science. If you catch up in Chinese and English, I believe you can improve significantly in the second mock exam."

At the end of the study session, Chen Dong talked about Jiang Lina and Liu Yumo's summer study experiences.

"Looking forward to the second mock exam," Liu Yumo chuckled.

He is now eager to verify his learning results, just like a newbie entering the online novel world, writing a beginning and uploading it immediately, refreshing the data several times a week.

I just want to see it become a hit with thousands of followers, with explosive data, and my dream book will be a legend.

But harsh data can instantly kill the desire to write.

"It's still early, the second mock exam isn't until March." Jiang Lina was very calm. There was still about a month and a half until the second mock exam, so she had to work hard to improve.

The results of the second mock exam can basically reflect the college entrance examination results.

If I can really improve in the second mock exam, I'll have more confidence for the college entrance exam.

"Lina, stop tidying up and come help serve the dishes and rice. Dinner is ready!" Jiang's mother suddenly poked her head out of the kitchen and called out with a smile.

"it is good."

Jiang Lina put down her book and went to the kitchen.

Chen Dong looked at Jiang Lina's book, quietly picked it up and slipped something into it. Only Liu Yumo saw it, but he didn't say anything.

After dinner, Chen Dong and the others went home. They originally wanted to clean up the kitchen before leaving, but Jiang's mother refused.

School starts tomorrow, so everyone should go home and rest early. It's not like she can't do this little thing.

"ah."

After the mother and daughter finished cleaning up the kitchen, Jiang Lina went to tidy up her books. Suddenly, something fell out and made her exclaim in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang's mother rushed over.

"It's money~"

Jiang Lina squatted down and picked up five large red shrimps, her expression quite complicated.

Mother Jiang was no different.

"Did you give Xiao Mo the money he paid for the hospitalization?" Jiang's mother suddenly asked.

"Yes, I gave it to him. Brother Mo accepted it," Jiang Lina nodded.

"That's good."

Mother Jiang nodded gently and said, "Please accept this; it's a token of the children's affection."

"But, Mom..." Jiang Lina wanted to say something.

She knew this must be Dong Ge's idea, or at least a decision that Dong Ge had approved, but how could she accept the money?

"Child, do you know why I asked you to invite them over to study these past few days, and why I even prepared a special meal for you tonight?" Jiang's mother pulled Jiang Lina's hand and sat her down on the sofa.

"Mom wanted to thank them for their help that day." Jiang Lina is usually carefree, but she is not completely ignorant of social etiquette.

"They really helped a lot," Mrs. Jiang said meaningfully.

Some things don't need to be said explicitly, but how could Jiang's mother not see it?

Previously it was a civil dispute, and even this time it was not dealt with in a timely manner. But by evening, the situation had taken a complete 180-degree turn, with both the matter being addressed and condolences offered.

Why is that? Is it because you're too idle during the Spring Festival and want to find something to do?

The answer is definitely not.

Someone was helping her behind the scenes. Although she didn't know exactly who it was, the scope was very small. However, she didn't reveal it or tell Jiang Lina because it was her daughter's friendship.

Children's friendships have their own way of getting along, and this way is fine, so why break it?

All she could do was express her gratitude in this way.

The fact that those children were willing to come is an act of acceptance, and their willingness to accept the refund is an act of respect. What remains after the study group session is simply their goodwill.

Since it comes from the children's good intentions, then we should accept it.

……

When Chen Dong returned home, Zeng Ling and Chen Zhenjiang were not there.

The convenience store has already opened for business, so the couple is naturally busy with it.

He went upstairs to wash up, tidied up his books and homework, and was just about to get started writing when he heard the sound of a door opening downstairs.

"Mom, you're back so early?"

Chen Dong walked out of the room and saw Zeng Ling coming in at the top of the stairs.

"I'm not busy today. Your dad is keeping watch over things. You're starting school tomorrow, so I came back to see if there's anything I need to prepare," Zeng Ling said with a smile after changing her clothes.

"It's just a normal school opening; there's nothing to prepare."

"Shouldn't we prepare tuition fees?" Zeng Ling asked with a smile.

High school is not part of compulsory education. Tuition and fees are charged every semester, and some schools even charge accommodation fees, making it mandatory to live on campus under a so-called militarized management system.

Qingjiang Middle School is alright; it's quite humane.

There are no accommodation fees but there are tuition fees, which currently still need to be paid by parents. Despite his chart-topping performance yesterday, he is already earning over 10,000 yuan a day from tips and subscriptions.

But I won't receive the payment until next month.

"Oh, right, Mom, Xiao Yezi brought you some gifts," Chen Dong suddenly said.

"Wanwan even brought me a gift?" Zeng Ling asked, somewhat surprised and curious.

"Yes, Dad got one too." Chen Dong turned around, grabbed the gift, and ran downstairs.

He placed the peanuts and mushrooms on the table and handed Zeng Ling two plastic bags containing insoles.

"What is it?"

Zeng Ling was full of anticipation. When she opened the plastic bag and saw two pairs of insoles, she was visibly stunned. After taking them out and looking at them, she felt even warmer inside.

When Chen Dong put the mushrooms in the refrigerator, he was surprised to see that Zeng Ling's eyes were red.

"Why are you crying?" Chen Dong was a little surprised and took a tissue to go over.

"Mom wasn't crying, she was just touched by that girl's kindness," Zeng Ling said, taking the tissue Chen Dong handed her and wiping her eyes with a smile.

What may seem like just two ordinary pairs of insoles contain the girl's heartfelt sentiments.

"These two pairs of insoles are different sizes. I can tell at a glance that they are exactly the size for me and your dad. Wanwan must have thought of this beforehand and memorized our shoe sizes."

Holding up the insoles, Zeng Ling explained, "And these neat lines... I'd believe you if you said they were mass-produced, but this young girl stitched them herself..."

It's not about how expensive the gift is, but about the sentiment behind it.

That girl put her heart into every stitch and every thread.

Most importantly, the thoughtfulness in remembering the shoe size truly demonstrates sincerity.

"Silly girl..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Dong shook his head and smiled. Ye Wanwan had prepared insoles not only for her parents, but also for Ning'er, Mozi, Lina, and Shanshan. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the shoe sizes would definitely match.

The more subtle the details that go unnoticed, the more they reveal her thoughtfulness, and this is a rare and precious sincerity.

Not to mention his mother, Chen Dong was also moved.

Then, recalling that the silly girl had said she would give him a gift in a few days, and imagining that she was still carefully preparing it, Chen Dong couldn't help but look forward to such a thoughtful gift.

"Son, bring Wanwan home for dinner when you have time. Mom misses her a bit." Zeng Ling is a sensitive person, and the kinder she is to her, the softer her heart becomes.

Besides, Ye Wanwan was so pitiful and sensible, which made her feel even more heartbroken.

Previously at the supermarket, she and Chen Zhenjiang speculated about why Chen Dong had changed. She leaned towards the idea that it was because of Ye Wanwan, and if that were the case, she would fully support him.

If the two of them don't have that kind of interest and can't become daughters-in-law, she wouldn't mind recognizing Ye Wanwan as her goddaughter.

She genuinely liked that girl.

"Okay, I'll bring her home for dinner next time." Chen Dong nodded with a smile.

After chatting with Zeng Ling for a while, Chen Dong went upstairs.

It's already past eight o'clock, I need to hurry up and write. Tomorrow is the start of the new semester, and I won't have much time left to write, since the study group still needs me to be there.

I didn't stay up too late, finishing around midnight. I was in good shape and my writing efficiency was about the same as when I first started serializing. I wrote five chapters in three and a half hours, each over three thousand words.

"I need to go over the details properly tomorrow."

After updating three chapters and leaving three chapters as drafts, Chen Dong muttered to himself as he turned off his computer.

When he had enough detailed outlines before, he could type more than 5,000 words per hour. But recently, in order to save up drafts for publication, he has not had enough detailed outlines and has to revise them every time, so his overall word count is not as high.

I spend my days doing practice problems and completing assignments, so I have no time to organize my thoughts.

Tomorrow will be better. I won't be responsible for the study group in class. Occasionally I can sneak in a nap and organize the outline, which is a reasonable use of my time.