Everything happening far away, Xia Chuyi was completely unaware.
After Xiao Gui was discharged from the hospital, she no longer had to frequent the hospital, and her life continued in an orderly manner.
Because she had to apply to universities in the Capital City, Xia Chuyi absolutely couldn’t let her math skills drag her down, so she extended her study time in the room.
Several times, when she came out of the room, she almost lost track of time.
Then, once she came out, wanting to take a breather, she would be caught by her own brother to study more.
At that time, she would calmly say to Xia Chengzong, "Brother, we are studying seasonings at school, aren’t we?"
Xia Chengzong, who still hadn’t learned all about seasonings: ...
After school, Qian Qianqian would show up at the store on time, "Chuyi, Liu Chunya has really been studying hard lately, she even stopped using her favorite perfumed powder, hahaha."
"She shamelessly goes around talking about the bet you had with her."
Xia Chuyi felt helpless.
Who exactly had bet with whom?
Qian Qianqian, "Ah, Chuyi, I really want the college entrance exam to come quickly, once it’s over, I can be totally free!"
Xia Chuyi, "Is studying that painful?"
Qian Qianqian nodded vigorously.
Xia Chuyi smiled and said, "In the future, if ’Youwei’ becomes big, we might have foreign guests visiting the store. Qianqian, let me teach you English."
Qian Qianqian, "Idol, we haven’t even opened a branch yet..."
Are you thinking too far ahead?
"Do you want to learn or not?" she asked with a smile.
Qian Qianqian gritted her teeth, "I will learn!"
Everything the idol says is the gospel!
Great, all her friends could experience the "joy of learning"!
In the evening, she wrote a letter to Huo Shiqian.
"Brother Shi Qian, hope this letter finds you well:
Studying these days, so hard..."
Her verbose way of conveying the core idea: studying is exhausting, and she had dragged two friends to study with her; was she being bad?
A few days later, she received a reply.
"Chuyi, hope this letter finds you well: Today I had mushroom buns..."
Ever since last time she wrote him a letter copying recipes, Uncle Liberation Army had really learned his lesson, no longer copying the party constitution, shifting to reporting what he tried eating each day and the weather, his attitude sincere and tone calm. The first time she read his letter, Xia Chuyi couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
However, in her reply, she affirmed Uncle Liberation Army’s approach.
From then on, their letters began discussing everyday minutiae, like now.
Uncle Liberation Army’s letter was lengthy; half a page about what he ate and the weather, and the other half about how Xiao Wang and the others messed up, how they were punished and beaten.
Only one line remained that said: Has your cousin been discharged yet? If so, he can join you in studying.
Uncle Liberation Army meant to say: two friends aren’t enough, drag another one in.
Along with the letter, he also sent a few math revision books.
Xia Chuyi’s head instantly began to ache.
Since Zhao Xiaogui was after all "not right in the head," Xia Chuyi didn’t drag him into her study group; without her, Aunt Xia wouldn’t let Zhao Xiaogui skimp on his studies either.
After much contemplation, Uncle Xia opened a store that sold the latest trendy products from the south.
Although it was called a store, it was a bit like a supermarket. It’s just that people didn’t have the concept of a supermarket yet.
At the same time, Uncle Xia also invested in his friend’s business of moving goods—a suggestion from Xia Chuyi.
In the future, the business of moving goods could expand into professional logistics, helping him transport the latest and trendiest products.
Time and again, Uncle Xia and Aunt Xia came to value her opinions more and more.
Sometimes when selecting goods, as long as it didn’t interfere with her studies, they would ask for her help.
Amid this busy routine of studying, writing letters, and occasionally helping out with her uncle’s business, the college entrance exams had finally arrived.