Chen Zigeng walked out in a sapphire blue robe, the new color instantly brightening his entire being. His small waist was held upright, and his every movement was orderly, just like a descendant from a scholarly family.
Chen Zigeng smiled at Old Mrs. Chen and Xie Liangchen before being led inside by Li You to perform the apprenticeship ceremony.
The ceremony was simple, with a portrait of Confucius hanging on the wall. Mr. Dongli sat on a chair, watching Chen Zigeng offer incense and make his bows.
Each of Chen Zigeng's bows was performed to perfection, the little child was so humble and composed, which was quite endearing.
Li You stood by, observing Chen Zigeng, reminiscing about his own apprenticeship years ago. He was a simple-minded man, not as skilled as Chen Zigeng, but the teacher had always patiently guided him, never disdaining his dullness.
