"I've called so many times."

"I also knocked on the door several times."

The woman reached out and shook her hand.

Her hands were a little bit painful.

...

Upon hearing this, the young scholar's expression did not change much.

"Auntie has something to do?"

...

The woman was stunned.

She put down her hand, her eyebrows were raised, and her voice became a little sharp.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Is there anything wrong with you, a junior, should come to see me on your own initiative."

"You are a scholar."

"Isn't it necessary for my aunt to teach you this?

"What did you read?"

"even-"

...

"Aunt."

The woodcutter strode over.

"Don't be angry."

"It's my fault."

...

The woodcutter showed a little apology.

"I asked my younger brother to just study."

"Nothing else is needed."

"It's my fault."

...

The woman looked at the woodcutter.

The tall figure walking in the night made her heart skip a little.

But soon, she straightened her neck.

"Dalang."

"I know you are good for Erlang."

"But Erlang is not a child anymore."

"He is still a scholar."

"Will he not understand what the country villagers understand?"

"You're just spoiling him too much."

"If Erlang's book is not read-"

......

"Aunt."

The woman who was startled by her aunt's sudden attack and said, "You can't say something nice?"

The woman was a little unhappy between her eyebrows.

The woman has been stepping on her younger brother since she came to their house...

In the words, my younger brother will not have a future in studying.

Who likes to listen to this?

They are just the time when they are full of expectations and confidence in their younger brother...

But the woman kept pouring cold water...

...

Honestly, they didn't drive the woman out...

It's already very polite.

...

“Good sound?”

The woman raises the volume.

"It sounds good to eat?!"

"Faithful words are unpleasant."

"I'm kind to remind you!"

"I regret it when something else comes to an end!"

...

The woman frowned.

Her hands were unconsciously stirred together.

...

The woodcutter stepped forward slightly.

"Aunt, it's getting late."

"You're tired all the way."

"Go and have a rest."

The woodcutter doesn't want to argue with the woman.

Anyway, the woman will leave tomorrow.

Let's be patient now.

...

"I haven't talked to Erlang yet."

But the woman didn't want to leave just like that.

She looked at the young scholar.

This time, she could finally take a good look at Erlang.

There has been a big change from the boy I remember.

She even needs to look up to see Erlang's face.

She frowned, a little dissatisfied,

"how?"

"Don't know my aunt anymore?"

...

"I don't know each other very much."

The young scholar said lightly, "I haven't seen you for too long."

"Why did my aunt suddenly think of it?"

...

The woman was stunned.

I felt a little unhappy.

What is this saying?

What a nerd.

A trace of suspicion appeared on the woman's face, "You really don't know me anymore."

Although it has been a bit long since they last met...
To be continued...