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"Weng Xiao, knowing that you are a girl, I can no longer get along with you like before. We shouldn't even see each other often. As for the teacher-student relationship we had before, it is true and will not change. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me. I will do my best to help you as long as it is within my ability."

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded, wanting to laugh but unable to, this is the way the world is. Mr. Lu is a gentleman, and being able to speak like this is the best outcome for them.

He bowed and saluted Lu Yaowen.

Lu Yaowen returned the greeting, said his last words, and left.

When he reached the door, Lu Yaowen paused, turned around and said, "Weng Xiao, I don't have the slightest idea of ​​looking down on you. You are stronger than many men in this world, and I can't compare to you. It's not easy for women. When you go out, take good care of yourself and take care of yourself."

After saying that, he left directly.

Weng Xiaoxiao stared at the back for a while, and wiped away the tears that had flowed out at some point.

This person...

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Regarding Weng Xiaoxiao, Lu Yaowen thought clearly and explained it clearly, but he was not at ease in his heart, worried that his previous words had hurt Weng Xiaoxiao.

She wanted to live freely in this world and didn't want to be caught by her father and forced to marry. It was really not easy to get here.

She can earn money to support herself and doesn't rely on anyone else.

How many books does a girl have to read to have such talent? She was so extraordinary when she was playing Feihua Ling. Is it really just luck to pass the literary test and win the prize? Absolutely not. To be able to make friends with people from all walks of life and rich men, it depends only on sincerity and self-worth. No one is stupid, and people are smarter!

The consequences of having your life arranged by your biological father and stepmother who are like your enemies are unimaginable. He shouldn't have said those words and hurt her heart.

The reason why he thought so much was that, to put it bluntly, Lu Yaowen admired Weng Xiaoxiao from the bottom of his heart, and felt sorry for her, and was willing to help her as much as possible. Even if they kept their distance forever in the future, it was to protect her.

He would never tell anyone her secret, unless one day she wanted to wear a skirt and show herself in public.

He knew that he had to work harder. If one day she had nowhere to go and no way to go, he had to be able to protect his sister for the rest of her life.

Nothing in return!

......

When the sky was bright, Weng Xiaoxiao put on a straw hat, rode on a donkey, and set off calmly.

At the city gate, I unexpectedly saw Lu Yaowen who came to see me off.

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

This gift completes the relationship between master and disciple.

This gift completed the fate of the "Double Musketeers".

Fate comes and goes, and there is always a time for gathering and separation...

The friendship is real, it's just that it's time to say goodbye.

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Daily practice is essential.

The young boy led the donkey and ran, becoming a sight on the road, attracting people to stop and watch. There were all kinds of comments, but Weng Xiaoxiao ignored them and only focused on her own training arrangements.

If the scenery is nice, I will walk and enjoy it. If it is boring, I will sit on a donkey and practice breathing.

Walking and stopping, stopping and walking, she visited mountains and rivers along the way, tasted delicacies from all over the world, and saw different customs and cultures. Weng Xiaoxiao's horizons were broadened.

It was not until the end of May that we reached the foot of Yuelu Mountain.

Yuelu has beautiful scenery and the academy is a beautiful place.

Yuelu Academy is well-known throughout the country. There are many students from other places, but less than half of them can be admitted. Those who are rejected don't want to go back so easily. They either stay here to play or stay to look for opportunities.

Although Weng Xiaoxiao was traveling to study, he was not familiar with classics, history, and literature, and he did not want to waste his time in the academy. After completing the household registration, he found a small courtyard with a single door and lived there.

It’s hot in June.

Weng Xiaoxiao is afraid of heat and just wants to be a salted fish in the summer. Except for morning exercises and necessary shopping, she stays in the house every day reading and writing.

In the evening, I drew some cool well water and splashed it in the yard. When the heat died down, I sat in a rocking chair under the grape vines, fanning myself with a palm-leaf fan and enjoying the cool air.

She fell in love with the grape vine at first sight. If the neighbor wasn't so noisy, she would like to buy the yard.

Fortunately, the noise only occurs during morning exercises.

There lived a family who performed opera next door. They would warm up their voices early in the morning and sing for more than half an hour.

During this period of time, Weng Xiaoxiao would go out for a run. When she came back after an hour of running, the people there had just finished their practice.

It was only on the occasional rainy day that she couldn't go out, and her ears would suffer. The reason she could endure it and not move away was because the family was kind.

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"Brother, are you home?"

Weng Xiaoxiao recognized the voice as that of Fat Tiger from next door, so she picked up her shoes and walked out.

"Why did you come back so early today?"

"Brother." As soon as he called out, Fat Tiger started crying.

Weng Xiaoxiao squatted down and wiped his tears. "Don't cry. Tell me slowly. What's wrong?"

"My father lost his grip when he was doing a somersault and fell to the ground. My mother and sister followed him to the clinic. I was scared alone at home."

Weng Xiaoxiao pulled the little guy into the yard and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Fat Tiger shook his head and licked his lips.

"wait for me."

There were still two pieces of pancakes left at noon. I wasn’t afraid of the cold weather and brought out a bowl of warm water.

"Eat first, your father will be fine."

Fat Tiger curled his lips. He saw it with his own eyes. Daddy fell very badly and was afraid that he would never be able to perform on stage again. If Daddy couldn't perform on stage, then my sister would be the only one to earn money in the family.

Children from poor families are all precocious. When Weng Xiaoxiao saw that this consolation was useless, she knew that the situation might be serious and she couldn't help but feel worried.

"Eat first. When you're full, practice calligraphy on the sand."

The little guy often came to play with Weng Xiaoxiao, and they became familiar with each other. When she had nothing to do, Weng Xiaoxiao taught him two Chinese characters. The little guy was very smart and learned quickly.

Being hungry is always a big deal. Although Fat Tiger was worried about his father, he couldn't resist the temptation of fried cakes. After eating and drinking, Fat Tiger used branches to practice calligraphy on the ground. Weng Xiaoxiao gave some pointers from time to time.

It was not until dark that I heard some movement next door.

Fat Tiger was about to go back, so Weng Xiaoxiao followed him to visit him.

"Aunt Wen, is Uncle Wen okay?"

"Weng Xiao is here. Xiao Hu has caused you trouble again." She wiped away her tears. "He broke his waist after falling. I don't know how he can recover."

"Mom, where's my sister?"

"Your sister has returned to the theater. She won't sing. What are we going to eat?"

After visiting the patient, Weng Xiaoxiao did not stay any longer. "Aunt Wen, I'm going back first. Please let me know if you need anything."

"Well, thank you." The person who used to love to laugh now frowned and even smiled with great force.

She didn't know any medical skills, so she couldn't really help, and she couldn't bear to see people's sad faces. When there was a seriously ill person at home, medical expenses were a bottomless pit.

Moreover, it was the height of summer, and the old emperor might not have much time left. Once the emperor passed away, singing, dancing, opera, and many other industries would have to close, and the family's life would be even worse.