Becoming a top student in the literature of the era

Chapter 91

By this time next year, he will be eighteen years old. Not only has he passed the college entrance examination, he is also old enough to fall in love. I don't know if he will scare Xie Yanqing by confessing his love to him at that time.

While Yang Ci was thinking this, Xie Yanqing had already put on his coat. Because Yang Ci had taken care of him in the past, and Yang Ci was much younger than him, Xie Yanqing couldn't help but want to take care of Yang Ci too.

Seeing Yang Ci huddled in the quilt and looking at him eagerly, he walked aside and wanted to pour Yang Ci a glass of water.

Unexpectedly, there were books under his feet, and Xie Yanqing almost tripped over the pile of books. Fortunately, Yang Ci had been paying attention to his actions and got up at this moment to give him a hand.

Xie Yanqing pursed her lips in embarrassment, and while pulling her arm back from Yang Ci's hand, continued pouring water as if nothing happened. When he finally brought the water to Yang Ci, Liu Xianmei knocked on Yang Ci's door.

Yang Ci took the enamel cup and shouted outside, "It's coming, it's coming."

The two of them stayed in the room all afternoon, and seeing that it was almost time for dinner, Liu Xianmei couldn't help but come over to take a look.

At this time, they saw two people coming out one after another. Yang Ci was drinking water with an enamel cup in his hand. As a guest, Xie Yanqing had nothing, and Liu Xianmei couldn't help but muttered that she was ignorant.

"You only know how to drink water yourself, but you don't know how to take care of others."

In Liu Xianmei's eyes, Xie Yanqing was a guest. As the host, Yang Ci had to take good care of him. How could Yang Ci drink water happily and leave Xie Yanqing, his guest, aside like this.

Xie Yanqing heard this and said hurriedly: "I'm not thirsty. Madam, you don't have to worry. If I am thirsty, I will pour it myself."

Yang Ci on the side also said: "That's right, Mom, you don't have to be polite to him, we will be a family from now on."

When Xie Yanqing heard Yang Ci's words, he couldn't help but glance at him quickly. When he saw Yang Ci staring at him with meaning, his ears suddenly started to burn.

It's strange to say that Xie Yanqing has always paid great attention to etiquette. Even if he is a close relative, he is very reserved when living with others, but he is not at all reserved at Yang Ci's house.

Even when Yang Ci, the master, didn't come back, he could lie on Yang Ci's bed in a grand manner. If it weren't for Liu Xianmei at this time, Xie Yanqing probably wouldn't have been able to remember that he was actually a guest of the Yang family.

Liu Xianmei had liked Xie Yanqing very much before and felt that the child was not only educated but also sensible. In addition, Xie Yanqing taught Yang Ci and Yang Menglian how to read, so Liu Xianmei regarded each other as the benefactor of the family.

If it weren't for a great teacher like Xie Yanqing, her two children wouldn't be so promising.

Of course, Yang Ci himself was very smart, otherwise no matter how powerful Xie Yanqing was, he would not be able to train Yang Ci into a genius in a short period of time.

When Liu Xianmei heard what the two of them said, she nodded and said to Xie Yanqing: "Okay, okay, then I won't be polite to you anymore. Just treat this place as your own home. If you have anything or need, just ask Yang Ci." ”

Before Xie Yanqing could answer her words, Yang Ci came to his side and said for him: "Okay, Teacher Xie won't be polite, mother, don't worry."

Liu Xianmei glared at Yang Ci, then turned around and went to work in the kitchen. When Yang Ci saw this, there was a smile on his lips. He had never been so happy at this moment.