Xu Nian’an finished his bath and lay in bed, thinking for a long while before he finally realized what felt odd.
Even if he didn’t ask for anything, if he really needed his little sister’s help, wouldn’t she still assist him?
Xu Nian’an turned over in bed and stopped thinking about it; as long as his little sister was happy, that was all that mattered. After all, he wasn’t copying those formulas for her gratitude.
With that thought, Xu Nian’an put the matter out of his mind. There would be heavy coursework to tackle tomorrow, and he needed to finish copying the chemistry and physics formulas for his little sister early.
From that day on, Xu Nian’an began reciting texts article by article with Xu Nianhua every morning, with Xu Nianhua reciting and Xu Nian’an acting like a strict teacher.
Even during their little break times, when they went to the factory, Xu Nian’an would always spot-check which texts Xu Nianhua had memorized.
To fulfill his promise, Pei Yicheng didn’t go to the factory daily, letting Ling Dong take over most of the time.
However, every time Xu Nianhua had holidays, Pei Yicheng always managed to see them.
Over time, Pei Yicheng noticed that Xu Nianhua was either reciting ancient poems or memorizing science formulas.
After returning, Pei Yicheng made a phone call to Ningbei.
"Who is it?" On the other end of the line, Cheng Hao spoke casually as he lounged in the print shop’s office, languidly passing his days with his legs crossed.
"Haozi, it seems like you’re quite bored at the print shop as well," observed Pei Yicheng, recognizing the familiar voice, remembering how he used to follow him around calling, ’Cheng Ge, Cheng Ge.’ After he had hurt his leg, Cheng Hao had spent a long time with him; unfortunately, he was unable to come to terms with it then.
He left to find his grandfather, Du Chang, without telling anyone.
Cheng Hao instinctively straightened up, correcting his posture for the call, his tone eager as he asked, "Is that you, Cheng Ge?"
"What, you can’t recognize my voice after half a year?" Pei Yicheng’s voice was deep, yet distinctly personal.
"Cheng Ge, where have you been? I asked Uncle Pei, and he only said you went to clear your mind and didn’t take me along!" Cheng Hao had a lot to say; he particularly wanted to ask if his leg had healed, but he hesitated, swallowing his words back down.
If Cheng Ge’s leg had really healed, he would definitely have shared the good news by now. Since he hadn’t mentioned it, it obviously hadn’t improved.
"I’m at my grandfather’s house; sorry, I left in a hurry and didn’t get a chance to say goodbye," Pei Yicheng said, his words filled with regret as he listened to his concerned tone.
"It’s okay, it’s okay, I was just worried about you. Knowing you’re safe puts my mind at ease." Cheng Hao asked, "Cheng Ge, did you call because you’re coming back to Ningbei?"
"I don’t visit the temple for no reason; I remember, your factory has self-study books for physics, chemistry, and mathematics, right?" Pei Yicheng got straight to the point.
"Yes," Cheng Hao replied without hesitation, knowing that even if the factory didn’t have them, they would definitely be available somewhere in Ningbei.
"Send me two sets of those self-study books, and also some test papers needed by high school seniors."
Pei Yicheng’s request left Cheng Hao puzzled as he asked, "Cheng Ge, what do you need these for?"
Cheng Ge had attended half a year of college before taking a leave of absence due to his leg injury.
Even if he wanted to study by himself, why would he need books and test papers for the college entrance exam?
He had last seen Pei Yining in school; it probably wasn’t for her.
"They’re useful." Pei Yicheng didn’t know how to bring up the Xu family, so he left it unmentioned.