Becoming a top student in the literature of the era

Chapter 17

The two brown sugar buns sent by Yang Ci were carefully wrapped in clean lotus leaves and placed on the stool next to the cowshed.

When Xie Yanqing discovered that there were brown sugar buns inside, his first reaction was to return the buns.

But he looked at the sky that was getting brighter, and it was not convenient to run to Yang Ci just for the two buns.

After all, his identity is not only sensitive but also has a bad reputation. If people see him in contact with Yang Ci, there is no telling how he will be arranged again.

Just as he was struggling with the steamed buns that were still a little hot, Mr. Xie came over after hearing the noise.

Mr. Xie looked at the two steamed buns in his hand and immediately guessed who the person who had just arrived was.

Now, the only one who is willing to contact them under such circumstances is the boy who looked a little silly yesterday.

Seeing the confused look on his grandson's face, the old man walked over and took one of the buns away, then stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word.

Mr. Xie is not as delicate as Xie Yanqing. His thoughts are very direct and straightforward. Yang Ci is so kind to their grandfather and grandson. At worst, they will also be kind to Yang Ci in the future.

Although they don't have any material things, one of them used to be a big boss in the military department, and the other is one of the top academics in the imperial capital.

Doesn't that boy Yang Ci love to learn? Their grandfather and grandson are both civilized and martial, and they can teach Yang Ci a lot. They can fully afford the benefits that Yang Ci brings.

Mr. Xie said while eating: "Yeah, it tastes really good. This kind of brown sugar steamed buns should be eaten while it's hot. Don't worry about it. The worst is to teach others to be careful in the future."

Xie Yanqing frowned slightly when he heard this. He was not afraid of any suffering. The only thing he was afraid of was the favor he owed to others.

But what grandpa said makes sense. At worst, he will teach Yang Ci to become a talent in the future, and grandpa can also teach Yang Ci some martial arts.

After thinking about it, Xie Yanqing stopped worrying. He wanted to give the remaining steamed buns to grandpa, and wanted grandpa to replenish himself.

But grandpa did not continue to ask for his. Instead, he pointed at Xie Yanqing with a smile and said: "I gave it to you specially. I have already benefited from it by eating one, but I dare not eat the rest."

Liu Xianmei's craftsmanship is very good, and the brown sugar buns she makes are fragrant and soft. Xie Yanqing only took one bite, and he remembered that when he was a child, his mother often did good things for him.

Because his previous life was so good, and in order to prevent himself from feeling sad, he didn't dare to think too much after being transferred.

Now that he thought about it again, Xie Yanqing couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and even his eyes were a little red.

He finished the steamed buns with a slight fervor, then found his basket and sickle and planned to go to work. He had to prepare today's fodder quickly so that he could have enough time to prepare lessons, because he would soon start working as a teacher.

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At this time, Yang Ci was rushing to the militia company, but his mind was filled with the scene he just saw. He had always known that Xie Yanqing was very beautiful, and it was precisely because of Xie Yanqing's outstanding appearance that he was targeted by perverts like Chen Suchen.