CHAPTER 86: CHAPTER 85: MY ELDEST BROTHER HAS BEAUTIFUL HANDWRITING

In the middle of the month, Su Jingchen moved into the second courtyard of the Yu Family with Su Jingyue.

On the first day the Su brothers moved in, Mrs. Sun asked Yu Xiaolian to help with the arrangements.

As soon as Yu Xiaolian entered the second courtyard, Su Jingyue dashed over like a small cannonball and hugged her leg tightly.

"Sister, I missed you so much. Sister, do you still have sweet candies?"

Yu Xiaolian: "..."

Are you missing me, or the candies?

Asking for candies so blatantly, and still having the nerve to say you missed her?

Su Jingyue clung to Yu Xiaolian’s leg, and Yu Xiaolian hadn’t expected to have someone cling to her leg one day.

She reached into her sleeve and took out a piece of crisp candy from her space, "You’re just about to lose your teeth, so eat less candy. You can eat at most one piece a day, and if you don’t listen, I won’t give you any more candy in the future."

Su Jingyue got the candy and immediately smiled so wide that his eyes couldn’t be seen. He peeled the candy wrapper and popped the candy into his mouth.

Su Jingyue stuffed the wrapper into his pocket, patted it with his little hands to make sure it wouldn’t fall out, and said, "Brother said not to let anyone see this candy wrapper."

"Good boy!" Yu Xiaolian patted Su Jingyue’s head, "Where is your brother?"

"My brother’s inside with Aunt Li and the others!" Su Jingyue grabbed Yu Xiaolian’s hand, "I’ll take you to find him."

"Big brother, Sister Xiaolian is looking for you!" Su Jingyue shouted into the house.

"You’re looking for me?" Su Jingchen stepped out from inside, wearing a mask, and stopped Yu Xiaolian from entering the house, "It’s dusty inside and still messy. Let’s talk in the pavilion!"

"I’m not here for anything in particular; my mother asked me to come and see if I could help with anything."

"No need. I brought servants, and they’ll take care of everything."

Su Jingchen and Su Jingyue suggested moving out of the family home, and Mrs. Yao was not only not opposed, but actually quite happy.

Su Jingchen also thought it’d be good for everyone to live peacefully without interfering with each other.

Leaving that stifling home, he felt a great relief.

"You brought servants?"

Yu Xiaolian originally thought the Su Family in Lower River Bend Village was like some kind of country squire. But seeing several carts of stuff Su Jingchen brought, she knew they were wealthier than she imagined.

"The servants are mainly to help with moving. Once everything is settled, only a cook will stay."

Even though Mrs. Sun had already wiped the dust once before, the people Su Jingchen brought still meticulously cleaned the house thoroughly.

Yu Xiaolian noticed how carefully they scrubbed, not even missing the nooks and crannies.

"Why are you still wearing a mask? Aren’t you already..."

Su Jingchen hushed Yu Xiaolian with a gesture, leading her to the pavilion.

"I don’t want my recovery from asthma known for now."

Yu Xiaolian was puzzled, "Why?"

Su Jingchen gave Yu Xiaolian a look that clearly meant "You know why."

Was it a stupid question? But she genuinely didn’t understand, that’s why she asked.

Su Jingchen didn’t think she was omniscient and could understand his inner thoughts, did he?

"Until I break off the engagement with the Ning Family, my illness won’t be cured."

Seeing Yu Xiaolian genuinely confused, Su Jingchen had to explain a bit.

Yu Xiaolian wanted to say, don’t you like Ning Chuyu? You’ve stayed unmarried for her, and now when you know a breakup is impending, you’re calm and even a bit expectant?

Yu Xiaolian found the reasoning baffling, but to avoid looking foolish in front of Su Jingchen, she decided to pretend to understand.

She curbed her curiosity and didn’t ask.

Su Jingyue, finished with his candy, also ran into the pavilion.

"Sister, this candy’s so fragrant, the more I eat, the better it tastes. I want another piece. Could you give me more? I’ll listen to you and eat only one piece a day."

I don’t believe you!

If she truly gave Su Jingyue a handful of candies, he’d likely eat them all by the night.

"I can’t give you too many at once. If you want more, you can come and get one from me every day."

Even though Su Jingyue was looking pitiful, blinking his big eyes adorably at Yu Xiaolian, she wasn’t moved.

Su Jingyue tugged on Yu Xiaolian’s sleeve, "Sister Xiaolian, you’re the best, you’re the prettiest, you’re the..."

Yu Xiaolian smiled mischievously, interrupting Su Jingyue, "Yes, I am indeed perfect."

Su Jingyue: "..."

I was just flattery, did you really take it seriously?

Seeing his younger brother getting thwarted, a smile danced on Su Jingchen’s lips.

"When I’m not at home, this little rascal might pester you. If he does, don’t hesitate to be strict with him."

"Big brother, are you really my brother?" Su Jingyue glared at Su Jingchen, puffed up with anger.

Su Jingchen wore a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Anyway, you shouldn’t disturb Sister Xiaolian when you have nothing to do. Sister Xiaolian is busy every day."

Su Jingyue looked at Yu Xiaolian and asked, "Sister, are you really busy every day?"

Yu Xiaolian nodded, "Yes, very busy."

Su Jingyue didn’t believe it, "Then, what do you do every day?"

Yu Xiaolian showed a hint of grievance in her gaze, "Lately, I’ve been writing labels every day until my hands ache. My handwriting isn’t pretty, but I’m working hard to practice!"

Yu Xiaolian’s handwriting, when taken individually, looked quite good. But for some reason, when viewed collectively, it appeared twisted and crooked.

Med students’ handwriting being messy is truly ordinary nature.

"My big brother’s handwriting is nice, isn’t it simpler to have him help with the writing?"

Su Jingyue asked Su Jingchen, "Big brother, would you help Sister Xiaolian write labels?"

"Hmm!" Su Jingchen nodded.

"No, no!"

Yu Xiaolian waved her hands; she shouldn’t ask him to write labels. It’d be better for him to spend more time reading books. If it delayed Su Jingchen from passing the imperial examination, it’d be a big mistake.

"I can write them myself." It’s just that it makes my hand sore.

When her hand becomes sore from writing, Yu Xiaolian greatly misses the modern copying equipment.

Su Jingchen teased, "It’s a piece of cake. Won’t Miss Yu give me a chance to return the favor?"

"Well, alright!" Since Su Jingchen said this, refusing would seem a bit pretentious.

"I’m not at liberty to go to your courtyard, bring them over if you want me to write."

Yu Xiaolian nodded, "I’ll go get them!"

Originally, she thought she’d come over to help Su Jingchen, but ended up getting helped in return.

Yu Xiaolian fetched the trimmed labels, and the carriages from Su Jingchen’s courtyard were already gone, leaving the courtyard empty without any people.

Yu Xiaolian pushed the door and entered the house.

She hadn’t expected the Su Family’s servants to tidy the place up so clean and orderly in such a short time.

The kang was covered with new bamboo mats, with a small kang table on top.

On the far end of the kang were brand-new cabinets, and on the floor sat two vermilion wooden chests, their lids open, filled with books.

Indeed, the world of scholars was beyond her understanding.

She’d thought the boxes contained clothes or something.

Her own room’s cabinets and boxes contained food and clothes, not a single book.

The gap between people could be significant; her difference from Su Jingchen was indeed like between a scholar and a foodie.

Yu Xiaolian secretly rejoiced; thank goodness she transmigrated without becoming an ancient man, or she’d likely need to rise at four to study like Su Jingchen and Zheng Yuanfeng, how miserable.