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"What's the pronunciation of this character?" Qiaoyue asked, pointing to the two streaks on the ground where the green tassels had met.

"Nianren," Qinghui's voice was very different from usual, and she sounded very serious this time. "Look, the strokes, one left and one right, look like a person standing. My sister taught me that."

"Oh—" Qiaoyue drawled, "And this one?"

"This character, '大,' looks like a person's arms outstretched to the sides. See, doesn't it look like that?"

Qiaoyue stared at the ground for a long time, then nodded seriously: "It looks like it."

Qing Sui shook her head smugly and continued to draw on the ground with the stick: "Then guess what this character is? A person with a horizontal line on top, what is it?"

Qiaoyue tilted her head and thought for a long time before shaking her head.

"It's the sky," Qinghui said. "People stand under the sky, it's so easy to remember."

Qiaoyue exclaimed "Wow!" and looked at Qinghui with admiration: "Sister Qinghui, how come you can do everything?"

Qinghui waved her hand, acting like a little adult: "What's the big deal? My sister is a good teacher. If you want to learn, I can teach you too."

Qiaoyue nodded vigorously.

The two little girls lowered their heads again, huddled together, and continued to scratch at the ground.

Amber watched from afar, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Qinghui," she whispered to Qiuju, "is quick-witted and learns everything fast. Your sister is really good at teaching."

Qiuju nodded, her gaze fixed on that side, a hint of envy in her eyes.

But actually, she didn't have anything to envy. Compared to others, she was already lucky enough.

Amber glanced at her, said nothing, but simply reached out and patted her shoulder.

Hearing the door open, everyone in the courtyard looked up, and Amber even glanced behind Chen Wanxing.

"Gone?"

"Um."

Amber chuckled, her gaze lingering on the smile that hadn't quite faded from the corner of her mouth. She didn't ask any further questions, only saying, "Dinner's been saved for you; it's warming up on the stove."

Chen Wanxing hummed in agreement and walked towards the main room.

As they reached the door, Amber suddenly remarked slowly from behind, "That face, smiling like she'd just eaten honey."

Chen Wanxing felt she had a thick skin when facing the shy Wang Yanning, but when facing the teasing Amber, she surprisingly felt a little embarrassed.

She paused for a moment, then pushed open the door and went inside without turning around.

For the next period of time, life went on peacefully.

Wang Yanning didn't come too often. Chen Wanxing heard him say that the teacher was strict, only giving him two days off a month, and that even if they lived nearby, they couldn't just come out at will.

Moreover, the schoolwork is demanding, and these young students have just entered the prefectural school, so it's time for them to put in their best effort to study.

Chen Wanxing knew what she was doing and went about her business.

The embroidery workshop hired Amber to make Miss Zhou's wedding dress. They offered a high price because the workshop was urging them to hurry, saying that the date was set and there was no time to lose.

Amber then worked tirelessly in the courtyard every day.

Despite the rush to complete the project, she didn't neglect any other tasks.

Seeing how busy she was, Qiuju didn't intend to bother her. It was only after Amber took the initiative to call her over that the matter was settled.

She comes over every afternoon as usual, sits next to her, and embroiders her own things. Amber stitches a few stitches, glances at her, occasionally offers a word of advice, and then continues embroidering.

Qiuju responded and made the changes as she was told. After making the changes, she didn't ask any more questions and continued embroidering.

The oil lamp cast a dim yellow light. Amber brought the embroidery hoop close to the lamp and squinted at the dense stitches.