The next day, Qin Ye woke up feeling refreshed. Seeing his still-sleeping wife, he couldn’t suppress the smile on his lips.
He got dressed and out of bed cautiously, then moved lightly out of the room, taking care to close the door behind him.
As he came out, he happened to see his younger sister, Qin Mei, also emerging from the room next door.
"Big brother!" Qin Mei called out hastily.
"Why so early? You could have slept a bit longer." Facing his sister, even Qin Ye’s stern face softened a bit. "Is it too hot to sleep?"
Qin Mei shook her head. "It’s not hot, getting up early to study helps me remember better."
When school started in September, she didn’t want her academic performance to be poor. She had heard there might even be an entrance exam!
She didn’t want to score too poorly.
Moreover, the teaching style of teachers in the city might be different from those in their town; she had to work hard.
Qin Ye, hearing her ambitious words, felt somewhat pleased. "Then let’s go downstairs."
Qin Mei nodded. "Okay, big brother!"
At that moment, Qin Ye’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "What are you hiding there for?"
Just as he spoke, Qin Mei looked surprised, but before she could follow her brother’s gaze, Qin Yu stepped out from behind a partly closed door.
Qin Ye stared at him and asked, "What are you skulking around there for?"
Faced with his big brother’s interrogation and that intense gaze, Qin Yu felt enormous pressure.
"I wasn’t hiding..." Then he glanced mournfully at his younger sister.
What was the point of reading so early in the morning?
If you wanted to read, at least let me know earlier so I could get prepared... I could also grab a book to look at.
Otherwise, if you’re the only one working hard, it makes me seem unambitious.
Qin Mei: ...
"Alright, downstairs you go, but tread lightly, don’t wake your sister-in-law." Qin Ye didn’t feel like chiding anyone so early in the morning, especially since his wife was still sleeping.
"Alright, okay!" Qin Yu said, barely able to conceal the joy in his voice at the prospect of not being admonished.
The three siblings went downstairs together.
Honestly, Qin Yu and Qin Mei were quite fond of this two-story Western-style house.
Especially Qin Mei – she loved the beds here, far softer than the brick platform bed at her home.
After the three of them washed up and brushed their teeth.
Qin Mei took a stool and sat under a tree in the courtyard to read...
While Qin Ye went to tinker with the pile of junk from yesterday.
Qin Yu didn’t fancy joining the two of them, so he headed to the kitchen instead.
"Auntie, let me help you start the fire..."
Madam Rong was cooking. Hearing this, she looked at Qin Yu, "No need, you go play..."
Qin Yu couldn’t just go and play. If he did, he reckoned he’d be on the sharp end of his big brother’s glare.
And with his younger sister studying, him doing nothing... that would show too big a gap.
"Auntie, I like starting fires, please let me do it!" he pleaded earnestly.
Madam Rong: "You’re such a good child. There are plenty of other kids about your age around here; you can go play with them..."
Qin Yu: ...
No, I’m not a child.
At the age of thirteen, in their rural village, it certainly wasn’t the age to play.


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