"Wang Qiang, come with me." After class, Master Han asked Haoyue to follow him.

"Oh." Haoyue responded, stood up and followed obediently.

"Haotian, Haotian, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Jian, who has a good relationship with Xia Haotian, shouted. He looked like he was in a daze for the whole class.

"What else can I do? I just miss my sister Haoyue~, hahaha." Li Shixia interjected and said sarcastically.

One sentence successfully made Xia Haotian blush again.

"I, I didn't,"

"You have nothing to do? Do you dare to think about it or admit it? Just think about it. Right? Hahaha." Li Shixia turned to the brothers who were playing together and said, and everyone laughed together.

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you think Haotian is the same as you? He is not that kind of person." Zhang Jian couldn't help but said when he saw his good brother being humiliated and speechless.

He pulled Xia Haotian and said, "Let's go, Haotian, let's go." Xia Haotian followed Zhang Jian's tug and left the room where the class was held.

Outside the door, a group of people from Li Shixia could still be heard saying, "Like us? Just him? He can also like that poor person. He is also poor himself, and these two people are really good together. Hahaha."

Xia Haotian couldn't help but clenched his fists after hearing this.

"This is for you." Master Han took Haoyue into a room and took out a book for Haoyue.

"What is this?" Haoyue took it and subconsciously read the title.

"I have the textbook here, so you don't have to read a book with Xia Haotian tomorrow."

"Oh, thank you, Master." Although I don't recognize him, I can tell that they are exactly the same as the words on the cover of Xia Haotian's book.

"You don't seem very happy." Master Han asked as he sat down.

Generally, children from poor families who come to school are very happy when they receive textbooks donated by themselves. Why does this little girl look like she doesn't care.

Or is she still angry at what Li Shixia said? This little girl wouldn't be so petty.

Master Han had some doubts about his own vision of people. He had a very good impression of Haoyue before.

"No. It's just that if you give me this book, it's useless to me." Haoyue said helplessly.

"Um?"

"Because I can't read at all. If you give me this book, it only recognizes me, but I don't recognize it."

"Ah!" Master Han was stunned for a moment, how could he forget.

They just came out of the mountains. Not all the people in the mountains can read. Only a few can.

"This." Master Han was also a little embarrassed.

Haoyue looked at Master Han with a helpless expression.

"I remembered, please wait a moment." Han Fuzi stood up and walked to a box nearby.

When I opened the box, I saw that it was full of books.

Master Han moved for a long time before taking out the bottom book and handing it to Haoyue.

"This is what I used when I was learning calligraphy. Now you can take it and use it." Seeing Haoyue looking at him with some confusion, he continued.

"I also came from the mountains, and there were even fewer literate people at that time. However, I met my mentor and he taught me calligraphy. Unfortunately, my mentor taught me for a while, but he left due to family matters.

He gave me this book before leaving.

I was told to continue using it to read. It stayed with me for a long time, until I walked out of the mountains and read more books. As I learned more and more characters, this book became useless to me.

I just kept it at the bottom of the box, thinking that I would never need it in this life. I might be burned as waste paper by my descendants in the future. Now, I know you, and I will give this book to you. You can take it back and use it.

Come learn how to read."
Chapter completed!