Fan Zixiao was hiding under a tree and memorizing the contents of a book. His father had promised him that as long as he could obtain the teacher's praise, he would bring him out to play on the streets on Mid-Autumn Festival. Just him alone!
Seeing Fan Zijin foolishly lead Qi Haoran to lure the fish up using earthworms, he couldn't help but purse his lips in disdain.
He returned his gaze to the book, but he couldn't focus no matter what.
His mother had said that if he wanted to make a name for himself, he had to study hard and do better than his younger brother. He had to be more outstanding because he was the son of a concubine while his younger brother was the legitimate son.
