Cao Ang slept very sweetly this time. It was rare that the annoying mosquitoes in the past did not come out to make trouble this time. When he opened his eyes, it was already dawn, but he found that Mrs. Ding was leaning beside several tables, with the small fan in his hand still subconsciously swaying. Xie'er also curled up and hurried under the couch.

Cao Ang felt warm in his heart, and slowly straightened up, quietly putting the thin quilt on Ding's body. At this time, the door curtain was lifted, and Yu'er walked in with a basin. Seeing Cao Ang get up, she quickly gave a blessing and whispered: "Yu'er has seen the young master!"

Although Yu'er's voice was small, it also woke Ding up. She asked in a daze: "It's been almost the evening. Is Ang'er going to get up at night?"

Yu'er has already entered her role, and she hurriedly said, "Miss Mother, it's already bright now."

Ding rubbed her face and woke up. Looking at the thin quilt covered with her body, she felt warm in her heart and asked Cao Ang with a smile: "Ang'er slept well last night?"

"Well, I'm sleeping soundly! Madam, you didn't sleep all night last night?" Cao Ang pointed to the little fan and asked in a trembling voice.

Ding did not answer, but just smiled. At this time, Xie'er also heard the movement, and quickly got up from the bed, held Cao Ang's coat up, and wanted to help him dress. Cao Ang felt a little awkward, took the coat himself and finished putting it on soon.

Ding stretched and shouted loudly: "Xiao Yi, go and ask the stove to see if there is any porridge, hurry up and bring it over."

Cao Ang shook his head repeatedly, "Madam, I still have to get up early to practice martial arts in the martial arts field. Now it is dawn, and my uncle Xiao is probably waiting in a hurry."

Ding took the comb to help Cao Ang comb his hair, and said with a chuckling, "Zixiao may not get up yet. Didn't you say he bought a pretty maid yesterday? He, he has to wait and get up again..."

As he spoke, Ding's face became a little hot. Cao Ang also understood what she said, and felt a little embarrassed. Xiao Yi came over with porridge. Cao Ang hurriedly drank a bowl, then took Xiao Yi and Xieer and Ding to say goodbye, and returned to his yard.

Looking at Cao Ang who was walking away in a hurry, Aunt Li smiled and said in a low voice: "Aang is old too. Madam, your decision yesterday is really wise!"

Ding smiled and said nothing.

Besides, Cao Ang hurriedly returned to his yard and just sat down, Xiao Yi took the brush and inkstone and placed it next to several tables, rolled up his sleeves and started grinding the ink.

Cao Ang scratched his head and asked in surprise: "Brother Xiaoyi, why are you so active today?"

"Young master, have you forgotten? Tomorrow is the day when the clan learns to take the exam! Every time the exam is approaching, you have to do some writing in advance. Have you forgotten?" Xiao Yi looked at Cao Ang in surprise, full of confusion.

Cao Ang scratched his head, "Dimme, the exam is coming so soon! Xiao Yi, go find the article I wrote in the past, I want to review it."

Xiao Yi hurried to the bookshelf and started to search carefully. Xie'er didn't know where to find a rag and started cleaning.

Soon Xiao Yi brought a large wooden box, which was filled with bamboo slips, all written by "Cao Ang" in the past.

Xiao Yi put the wooden box on several tables. Cao Ang asked in surprise: "Why are they all bamboo slips? Why don't you use paper?"

"Paper? That's so expensive! You should use bamboo slips to practice on weekdays to save money!" Xiao Yi said quickly, "Young master, although you have increased your monthly salary, we still have to save the money you should save!"

Listening to Xiao Yi's sincere plea, Cao Ang felt like he had become a squandering young man, quite guilty! He just wanted to use some paper, why did he exaggerate it! He sighed, picked up a bamboo slip, and read it carefully...

In less than a quarter of an hour, Cao Ang rubbed his temple three or four times, and his head seemed to have been waiting for three nights to watch movies and play games, and then he did four sets of advanced mathematics questions!

I don’t know how the time travelers in Qidian novels hang out in ancient times, especially those who are famous for stealing articles from later generations. Their level is too high!

Anyway, Cao Ang picked up the bamboo slips and glanced from right to left, from top to bottom for a few glances. If he was not careful, he would read the wrong line. Moreover, the article was mixed with many unrecognizable traditional Chinese characters, and he even guessed it, but he couldn't understand it.

He sighed, took the brush and started copying on the bamboo slips. These days, he has taken a certain amount of time every day to practice brush calligraphy, and finally returned to his peak level when he participated in the brush calligraphy competition in the fourth grade of elementary school. Although he only won the third prize at that time, the key is to participate.

While thinking, Cao Ang wrote on the bamboo slips. All traditional characters that cannot be written or do not know will be replaced by simplified characters.

Xiao Yi didn't dare to come forward to disturb him, so he went outside the yard to help Xie'er get the bedding.

Xie'er had just entered the Cao family, but she didn't know so many taboos. While wiping several tables, she looked at the bamboo slips curiously. Before she could see it for a long time, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xie'er quickly bowed and said, "I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"

Cao Ang waved his hand and showed a kind face, "Xie'er, do you know the words?"

Xie'er raised his head and nodded proudly: "When my father was alive, we often taught me to read and write, but the 'flood' came too fast. As soon as he left, he was swallowed up by the Yellow Tide (Yellow Turban Soldiers)..."

As she was talking, Xie'er remembered the father who loved her and couldn't help but shed tears...

Cao Ang hurriedly took out his handkerchief, wiped her tears, and said softly: "I believe your father has a spirit in heaven, and I hope you can be happy and healthy, and not live in sadness. In this way, I just wrote some fake words in the bamboo slips. Now I will test you to see if you can find it quickly and write the correct answer. If you can do it, I will bring you candied dates from Mrs. Ding next time."

"Really?" Perhaps because of her young age, Xie'er was coaxed by Cao Ang and soon burst into tears and laughed. She took the brush, picked up the bamboo slips and looked at them, and occasionally corrected them with fly-headed small calligraphy on the bamboo slips.

After a while, Xie'er finished all the "Tongfair characters" and handed the bamboo slips to Cao Ang.

Cao Ang looked carefully and found that there was a small traditional Chinese character next to the simplified characters he wrote. While memorizing in his heart, he nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Xie'er is really smart. He has really found those fake characters. I will bring you some candied dates next time."

After Cao Ang praised her, Xie'er seemed very proud. Her chin was knocking high and she pushed her little breasts hard. It's a pity that she was still young and had already stood up, which was mediocre!

Cao Ang couldn't help laughing, shook his head gently, and continued to study hard. When he raised his head again, he found that it was too late, and the floor was wiped clean by Xie'er, and the floor also showed its original color of wood, no longer gray and dirty.

At this time, Xiao Yi had already gone to the front yard to collect supper and had not come back yet; and Xie'er also changed into old clothes that Cao Ang didn't wear, put a few bunches of straw on the wooden boards in the corner of the wall, unfolded the bedding, and carefully made the bed.

Cao Ang scratched his head and asked in surprise: "Xie'er, why are you making the bed here? Xiao Yi doesn't sleep in this room at night. He sleeps in the wing room at the entrance of the yard every day."

When Xie'er heard Cao Ang's question, he continued to clean up the bedding in his hand and replied in a low voice: "Young Master, I know Xiao Yi is not sleeping here. I am cleaning up the bed for myself. Could it be that the Young Master drove me to the woodshed to sleep? It's very cold at night now!"

In addition to the small north house where Cao Ang lives, there are two wing rooms on the left and right. The right wing is Xiao Yi's residence, and Cao Ang's clothes and miscellaneous items are also stored; the left wing is a kitchen, with firewood and firewood available, but Cao Ang was young and there was no separate place, so it was very deserted.

As Xie'er said, she squeezed out a few tears from the corner of her eyes. Those who didn't know thought what Cao Ang had done to her.

Although Cao Ang was a man of two lives, he was still at a loss for how to deal with girls. He coaxed and persuaded her, but Xie'er cried even harder. Cao Ang looked outside the door, afraid that someone would rush in. He was too impatient, so he could only agree and let Xie'er get out of bed in the north room.

When Xie'er heard Cao Ang's promise, she burst into tears and laughed again. In fact, although Xie'er is young, she is not a stupid girl who is not familiar with the world. In addition, she struggled to survive in the Moon Worship Sect, and she exaggerated all kinds of dark ears and was very mature in her mind.

She knew very well that she had already sold herself as a slave and had a very slim chance of being redeemed in the future. Although she had to find out the news for the church, the most important thing was that she could survive. Instead of being beaten and scolded by the master at any time, it would be better to take the initiative and win the favor of the master at the time. At least, she could be a maid with a full and warm clothing in the future, and would not freeze to death in the gutter!

Xie'er was even sure that these six little maids who were sold into wealthy families must have thought so in their hearts. It was just that she took advantage of her youth and was the first to approach her goal. As long as she could live in this troubled times, she would not be abandoned or sacrificed at will like her parents, and she would be willing to pay any price!

Soon, Xiao Yi took the three of them back and tied the gate of the courtyard.

Xie'er opened the food box and saw that there were two dishes and three bowls of white rice on the upper layer; there were a plate of pickles and three bowls of brown rice on the lower layer. She quickly took out the food box on the upper layer and placed it in front of Cao Ang, and placed two bowls of brown rice and pickles in front of Xiao Yi. She only took one bowl of brown rice and sat beside her kneeling.

Xie'er was already very satisfied to have a bowl of brown rice. The orphans in the Moon Worshiping Sect have a very low status. Although they are cared for by kind-hearted senior sisters such as Ling Yue and Ling Shan, they are always unable to eat enough. Occasionally, a rotten wheat cake is already a rare delicacy.

Cao Ang smiled slightly and whispered: "Xie'er, you just entered my villa today and don't know my rules. For me, as long as you close the door, everyone will eat the same meal. Why don't you come over quickly and sit next to me!"

While saying that, Cao Ang put a bowl of white rice next to Xiao Yi and changed the bowl of brown rice with him. He waved to Xie'er and raised the rice in his hand with a smile.

Xie'er burst into tears...
Chapter completed!