Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

If Yi Jiale knew that they actually viewed him this way deep down in their hearts, he would probably feel helpless and speechless!

The relationship between the two families had already become so tense and complicated, and it was clearly they who had distanced themselves from her before! Now, just because they said they wanted to reconcile, should she accept it without reservation? How could this be possible! What kind of reason or basis did they have to make them think that they would easily agree to reconcile?

Qin Huairu saw that her two daughters were lowering their heads and obviously didn't want to say anything more, so she stopped talking and started watching TV.

At this moment, under the afterglow of the red sky, the atmosphere of the children doing their homework in Yi Zhonghai's family is very intense. If they have questions, they can ask the people next to them, instead of scratching their heads for a long time like at home.

The efficiency of doing homework has also improved.

Yi Jiale had already written down the answers to the test questions when the teacher assigned them. The teacher's speed in copying the questions was not as fast as Yi Jiale's answering.

In fact, this test paper is nothing like the later test papers that were distributed one by one. For this test paper, the teacher wrote the questions on the blackboard, you copied them down, and then came back to write them.

The homework that Yi Jiale is writing at this moment is the copying homework assigned by the teachers.

After writing furiously for a long time, Yi Jiale finally felt her wrist a little sore, so she slowly put down the pen in her hand, stretched, and then looked out the window. At this time, the sky was gradually shrouded in dusk, and the light was becoming dimmer and dimmer.

She stood up, walked to the door and shouted to the children who were doing their homework at the table outside, "It's getting dark, you should move the table into the house quickly, otherwise the light outside won't be clear. Doing homework will hurt your eyes." Hearing her call, the children put down their pens and worked together to move the table into the house.

Then, Yi Jiale turned to his two friends in the house - Huo Sheng and Lin Xiong and said: "Come on, let's go outside and cut watermelon together! Cut a small piece for each child to quench their thirst. But now it's autumn, and my mom said that watermelon is a cold food, so we can't let them eat too much. Each person can only eat a small amount." After that, the three of them walked towards the place where the watermelons were placed.

After a while, evenly sized watermelon cubes were cut. Lin Xiong carefully carried the plate full of watermelon cubes into the house. Yi Jiale handed it to each child in turn, and smiled and reminded them: "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry." And every child who took the watermelon would say in a tender and sweet voice: "Thank you Aunt Tuanzi, thank you Brother Huo, thank you Sister Xiong." The whole house was suddenly filled with a warm and joyful atmosphere.

After eating the watermelon, everyone started to do their homework urgently. No one wanted to be the last to finish.

It was almost time to go to bed at night when the adults came over and called the children to go home and get ready for bed.

The Yi family’s TV was also moved back into the house.

When the children returned home, they did not forget to move the table outside the uncle's house back outside and put their own stools back in their places.

Yi Jiale was still writing furiously at this moment. Seeing his daughter's diligence and eagerness to learn, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but persuade her, "Anyway, they've all left, so you can go take a shower and sleep. Take a break! Dad, I've already poured the water for washing your feet."

"If you can't finish it, just write it tomorrow. Anyway, the holiday just started today. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Yi Jiale: "I don't have much left, I want to finish it today. Otherwise, if there is not much left, I won't do it, I will always feel a little uncomfortable."

Auntie: "Then come and soak your feet first! It's the same if you soak for a while and then go to write."

Yi Jiale then put down his pen, stretched his wrists and fingers, sat on his small stool, and the family of three soaked their feet in the big basin together.

Yi Jiale sighed comfortably: "Great~~"

Yi Zhonghai and his wife couldn't help laughing when they saw their daughter like this.

"Look, if you can't finish writing, just write it tomorrow. Why are you so stubborn?" Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but chatter with concern.

"Dad, don't you understand? If I set a goal for myself in my heart and fail to complete it, I will really feel anxious and frustrated."

"Well, I don't know who you learned this stubbornness from." Yi Zhonghai said helplessly.

The aunt pinched her daughter's shoulder and whispered, "Tuanzi, you study in the system space every day, and you are so tired in reality. Can your body bear it?" The aunt said with concern.

Yi Jiale blinked his big watery eyes, put his chubby little round face close to his mother, raised the corners of his mouth, showing a sweet smile, and said in a tender voice: "Mom, look at my little round face, isn't it round? Hehehe... Don't worry, if I feel tired, don't I know it myself? Mom, please don't worry about me anymore~"

After hearing their daughter's caring words, the couple looked at each other and understood each other. They knew that their daughter was well-behaved and sensible, and they didn't want their parents to worry about her. However, despite this, they still had a little doubt in their hearts - their daughter was only so young, why did she always give people the feeling of being in a hurry, as if someone was chasing her?

In this regard, Yi Jiale could only smile bitterly. In fact, there was no one chasing after her. It was just that the strong patriotism deep in her heart was like a burning flame, urging her to keep moving forward.

Every native Chinese, if they have the corresponding ability and conditions, would have the beautiful wish to serve the country and help the country prosper and develop? For Yi Jiale, who has already been blessed, if she does not work hard and make positive progress, wouldn't it be a waste of this precious opportunity to travel through time? Therefore, no matter how tortuous and difficult the road ahead is, she will move forward without hesitation and use her actual actions to practice the responsibility and mission of the country and the nation that is deeply hidden in her heart.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her daughter, the aunt gently helped her daughter to massage her small and delicate shoulders. Her movements were gentle and soothing, as if she was afraid of hurting the girl in front of her who was so dear to her heart. Yi Zhonghai sat aside and carefully helped his daughter to move her fingers and wrists. His technique was skillful and professional, and every movement was just right.

At this moment, Yi Jiale squinted her watery eyes in a comfortable manner, with a smile of happiness and satisfaction on her face. She fully enjoyed the meticulous care from her elders and was immersed in this warm atmosphere.

After enjoying it and feeling the cool water temperature, Yi Jiale sat down at the desk and began to write furiously. Half an hour later, he finished all his homework. Yi Jiale looked at the time in the system space. It was already past ten o'clock. At this moment, everything was quiet outside, with only the sounds of small insects and the occasional calls of nightingales.