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Volume 1 Chapter 10 Review before the exam

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    Cao Ang slept soundly this time. The annoying mosquitoes in the past did not come out to cause trouble this time, which was really rare.  When he opened his eyes, it was already broad daylight, and he found Mrs. Ding leaning against the desk, the small fan in her hand still swinging subconsciously.  And Xie'er also curled up and huddled under the couch.

    Cao Ang felt warm in his heart, slowly straightened up, and quietly put his thin quilt on Ding's body.  At this time, the door curtain was lifted, and Yu'er came in carrying a basin. When she saw Cao Ang getting up, she quickly made a Wanfu salute and shouted in a low voice: "Yu'er has met the young master!"

    Although Yu'er's voice was small, it still woke up Ding. She asked confusedly: "What time is it? Is Ang'er going to get up at night?"

    Yu'er has already entered her role, and she quickly said: "Mother, it's getting bright now."

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

    "Well, I had a good sleep! Madam, you didn't sleep all night last night?" Cao Ang pointed at the small fan and asked in a trembling voice.

    Ding didn¡¯t answer, just smiled.  At this time, Xie'er also heard the noise, and quickly got up from the couch, took Cao Ang's coat up, and wanted to help him get dressed.  Cao Ang felt a little awkward, so he took the coat and quickly put it on.

    Mrs. Ding stretched out and shouted loudly: "Xiao Yi, go tell the stove to see if there is porridge and bring it over quickly."

    Cao Ang shook his head repeatedly, "Madam, I have to get up early to practice martial arts at the martial arts field. It's already dawn, and my uncle Zixiao may be impatient to wait."

    Mrs. Ding took the comb and helped Cao Ang comb his hair, and said with a chuckle: "Zi Xiao may not have gotten up yet. Didn't you say that he bought a pretty maid yesterday? He, he, will have to wait a while"

    As he spoke, Ding¡¯s face felt a little hot.  Cao Ang also understood the meaning of her words and felt a little embarrassed.  Just when Xiao Yi came over with porridge, Cao Ang hurriedly drank a bowl, then took Xiao Yi and Xieer to say goodbye to Ding and returned to his courtyard.

    Looking at Cao Ang walking away in a hurry, Aunt Li smiled and whispered: "Aang is getting older too. Madam, your decision yesterday was really wise!"

    Ding smiled and said nothing.

    Speaking of Cao Ang, as soon as he sat down after hurriedly returning to his small courtyard, Xiao Yi took the brush and inkstone and placed them next to the cases, rolled up his sleeves and started to grind ink.

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

    "Young Master, have you forgotten? Tomorrow is the day for the Clan Academy 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, filled with dismay.  untie.

    Cao Ang scratched his head and said, "Dun, the exam is coming so soon! Xiao B, go and find me the articles I wrote in the past. I want to review them carefully."

    Xiao Yi quickly ran to the bookshelf and started looking for it carefully.  And Xie'er found a rag from somewhere and started cleaning.

    Soon Xiao Yi brought over a large wooden box, which was full of bamboo slips, all of which were manuscripts written by "Cao Ang" in the past.

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

    "Paper? How expensive is that! You should use bamboo slips for daily practice to save money!" Xiao Yi said quickly, "Young Master, although you have increased your monthly salary, we still have to save the money that should be saved!"

    Listening to Xiao Yi¡¯s sincere plea, Cao Ang felt like he had become a squandering young man, and he felt quite guilty!  If you don¡¯t just want to use some paper, why should you go online?  He sighed, picked up a bamboo slip, and looked at it carefully

    In less than a quarter of an hour, Cao Ang rubbed his temples three or four times, and his head felt as if he had stayed up three nights watching movies and playing games, and then did four sets of high-level math questions!

    I don¡¯t know how those time-travelers in Qidian¡¯s novels got together in ancient times, especially those guys who are famous for stealing articles from later generations. Their level is too high!

    Anyway, Cao Ang picked up the bamboo slip and glanced at it from right to left, top to bottom. If he wasn't careful, he would look at the wrong row.  Moreover, there were many traditional Chinese characters that I didn¡¯t recognize in the article, and I couldn¡¯t understand them even though I was guessing.

    He let out a long sigh, took the writing brush, and began to copy on the bamboo slips.  These days, he has taken a certain amount of time to practice calligraphy every day, and has finally returned to his peak level when he participated in the calligraphy competition in the fourth grade of elementary school.  Although I only won the third prize at that time, the important thing was to participate.

    While thinking about it, Cao Ang wrote on the bamboo slips.  Any traditional Chinese characters that cannot be written or recognized will be replaced with simplified characters.

    Xiao Yi doesn¡¯t dare to go upSorry to bother you, I went outside the hospital to help Xieer get the bedding.

    Xie'er had just entered the Cao family, but she didn't know there were so many taboos. She looked at the bamboo slips curiously while wiping down a few cases.  After watching it for a long time, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

    Xieer quickly saluted and said: "This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die!"

    However, Cao Ang waved his hand and put on a friendly face, "Xie'er, do you know how to read?"

    Xie'er raised his head and nodded proudly: "When my father was alive, we used to teach me how to read and write, but the flood came too fast. As soon as he left me, I was killed by Huang Chao (Yellow Turban Soldiers).  Swallowed"

    As he spoke, Xieer thought of his father who loved him so much that he couldn't help but shed tears

    Cao Ang quickly 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 sorrow. In this way, I just deliberately wrote something on the bamboo slips  Tongjia, now let¡¯s 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 his young age, Xie'er was coaxed by Cao Ang and quickly broke down into laughter.  She took the brush, picked up the bamboo slips and read them, making corrections in small regular script on the bamboo slips from time to time.

    After a while, Xieer finished correcting all the "tongjia characters" and handed the bamboo slips into Cao Ang's hands.

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

    Xie'er seemed very proud of being praised by Cao Ang like this. She hit her chin high and pushed out her small chest.  It's a pity that she is still young and has already puffed up her breasts, but she is mediocre!

    Cao Ang couldn't help but laugh, shook his head slightly, and continued to study hard.  When he raised his head again, he found that it was getting late, and every part of the house had been wiped clean by pavilions. The floor also revealed its original color of wood, no longer the gray and dirty look.

    By this time, Xiao Yi had already gone to get dinner from the stove in the front yard and had not come back yet; while Xie'er had also put on an old set of clothes that Cao Ang was not wearing, and was placing a few bunches of straw on the wooden boards in the corner, unrolling the bedding, and making the bed carefully.

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

    When Xie'er heard Cao Ang's question, she continued to pack the bedding and replied in a low voice: "Young Master, I know that Xiao Yi is not sleeping here. I am cleaning the bed for myself. Could it be that you want to drive me to the woodshed?"  Do you want to go to bed? It¡¯s also very cold at night now!¡±

    The small courtyard where Cao Ang lives has, in addition to the small north room where he lives, two wing rooms on the left and right.  The right compartment is Xiao Yi's residence, and Cao Ang's clothes, armor, and sundries are also stored; the left compartment is a kitchen with all the firewood and firewood for the stove. However, Cao Ang was young, so there was no separate kitchen there, which was very strange.  Deserted.

    As Xie'er spoke, she squeezed out a few tears from the corners of her eyes. She didn't know what to think, but she thought Cao Ang had caught her in some way.

    Although Cao Ang has been born in two generations, he is still at a loss as to how to deal with girls.  He coaxed and persuaded, but Xieer cried harder and harder.  Cao Ang looked outside the door, really afraid that someone would rush in.  He had no choice but to agree and let Xie'er set up his bed in the north room.

    When Xieer 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 ignorant of the world.  In addition, he struggled to survive in the Moon Worship Cult, and he was exposed to all kinds of darkness, and his mind was very mature.

    She knew very well that she had been sold into slavery and the chance of being redeemed in the future was very slim.  Although he wanted to find out information for the sect, the most important thing was to survive.  Instead of being beaten, scolded and reprimanded by the master at every turn, it is better to take the initiative and win the favor of the master.  At the very least, I can be a well-fed and clothed housemaid in the future, and I won¡¯t freeze to death in the gutter!

    " Xie'er is even sure that the six little maids who were sold to wealthy families must have thought the same way in their hearts.  It's just that he took advantage of his youth and was the first to get close to his goal.  As long as I can survive in this troubled world and not be abandoned and sacrificed at will like my parents, I am willing to pay any price!

    Soon, Xiao Yi brought back the dinner for the three of them and bolted the courtyard door.

    Xieer opened the food box and saw that there were two dishes and three bowls of white rice on the upper level; there were a plate of pickles and three bowls of brown rice on the lower level.  She quickly took out the food box from the upper layer and placed it in front of Cao Ang. She also placed two bowls of brown rice and pickles in front of Xiao Yi. She only took a bowl of brown rice and sat down on her knees.

      Being able to have a full bowl of brown rice makes Xieer very satisfied.  These orphans have a very low status in the Moon Worship Cult. Although they are taken care of by kind-hearted senior sisters such as Lingyue and Lingshan, they never have enough to eat. Occasionally, a rancid wheat cake is a rare delicacy.

    Cao Ang smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Xie'er, you just entered my courtyard today, and you don't know my rules yet. In my place, as long as the door is closed, everyone eats the same food. Come over here quickly.  Sit next to me!"

    As he spoke, Cao Ang placed his bowl of white rice next to Xiao Yi and exchanged it with him for a bowl of brown rice.  He waved to Xie'er again, smiled and raised the rice in his hand.

    Xieer burst into tears

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