"Aunt, I've finished my homework."
Qin Jiu put down the pen and turned to ask Yi Chichi, who was diligently working at the embroidery frame, "Should I check it now?"
"Just leave it."
Yi Chichi didn't even look up; she was too busy at the moment, intending to finish embroidering the panda's ear first.
"Take a half-hour break, and then practice calligraphy."
"...Alright."
He looked rather reluctant.
Yi Chichi raised her eyes and looked over, "You don't want to practice?"
"The break is too short."
No other kid was like him – at school, he was entrusted by the teacher with the important task of managing more than ten classmates who were older than him.
Back home, not only did Grandmaster Song assign him homework, but his aunt was also relentlessly strict about his studies.
She assigned him critical thinking exercises, oral training courses, and some advanced math problems and calligraphy practice; he was really busy.
Yi Chichi curiously asked, "What do you plan to do?"
