Zhou Juren was shocked by Jiang Wan's words, "It works in one night?"
It sounded unreliable.
Jiang Wan smiled faintly, "We'll know tomorrow morning. Sir, I have confidence, so you should put your heart at ease." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Zhou Juren looked at the osmanthus tree, then at her, and said nothing.
Jiang Wan didn't explain further. She called Sanlang and bid farewell to Zhou Juren, then got into the carriage and headed home.
On the way home, Sanlang kept glancing at Jiang Wan.
Jiang Wan was annoyed by his stares, "If you have something to say, say it."
He'd been staring the whole way, wasn't he tired?
Sanlang couldn't hold it in any longer, "Wanwan, you... why did you trick Mr. Zhou with mixed grain flour?"
He didn't know what she had given him at first, but when he went to fetch water to rinse the bucket, he took a good look at the dark substance in the bucket. He could swear it was mixed grain flour!
Jiang Wan chuckled, "I didn't expect you to have such sharp eyes, little brother."
Sanlang's expression immediately became serious, "Wanwan, Mr. Zhou will be very sad if the osmanthus tree dies."
He could tell that Zhou Juren really cared about the osmanthus tree. If the tree died, Zhou Juren would probably go mad.
Jiang Wan reached out and patted his shoulder, "Little brother, don't worry. I said I could cure it, and I can."
Sanlang: "Mixed grain flour can cure trees too?"
Jiang Wan tilted her small face, very confidently, "Of course! Little brother, have you ever thought that maybe the osmanthus tree was just craving that bit of mixed grain flour?"
Sanlang: ... You must be kidding me.
Jiang Wan patted his back, "Little brother, why are you so bothered? We'll know tomorrow morning. If it really doesn't work, you can pack your things and go study elsewhere. There's still plenty of time."
Sanlang's mouth twitched. He decided to go home and continue packing.
As the siblings drove the carriage out of the city gates, they met Jiang Pan, who was riding a horse to pick them up.
"Wanwan, how did things go?"
He had brought Chen Yuezhi home and learned that Jiang Wan and Sanlang had gone to Zhou Jucai's house to treat the tree.
Jiang Wan made an "ok" gesture.
Jiang Pan, who had already understood the meaning of this gesture, immediately smiled, "That's good. Let's go home. Your mother heard you went to Mr. Zhou's and specially cooked two more dishes to celebrate."
Sanlang, who was clueless, thought: No, Dad, aren't you going to ask how my little sister cured the tree before celebrating?
When they arrived home, Chen Yuezhi was indeed still busy in the kitchen, and several dishes were already on the table.
Seeing Jiang Pan bring the two children back, Chen Yuezhi said, "Hurry and wash your hands, come and eat."
The last dish was served, and the family sat around the table.
Jiang Pan said, "I don't know where Mr. Zhou will choose to teach Sanlang. Are the books from the private school enough?"
Chen Yuezhi said, "Given how much Mr. Zhou cherishes that osmanthus tree, the teaching location will definitely be at Mr. Zhou's house. The books should be enough. If not, we can buy more."
Dalong, Erlang, Sanlang, and Su Shi all looked confused.
They really couldn't understand where their parents and little sister got their confidence from.
If they asked, they were afraid of being scolded.
If they didn't ask, they were afraid that if Mr. Zhou's tree died later, their parents and little sister's hopes would be dashed, and they would be sad.
It was truly worrying them.
Of the seven family members, four ate the meal with a heavy heart.
Before going to bed, Sanlang finally couldn't help it and went into Jiang Pan and Chen Yuezhi's room.
"Dad, Mom, I've packed my luggage. Please send me to Aunt Cheng's tomorrow morning. I'll write to you often after I get there."
Jiang Pan said irritably, "If you're too restless to sleep, go sweep the yard! Wanwan went to so much trouble to handle things for you, and now you're clamoring to go elsewhere. Are you trying to get beaten?"
Sanlang felt wronged, "Dad, Wanwan tricked Mr. Zhou with mixed grain flour. She can't possibly cure the osmanthus tree."
Jiang Wan's eyes widened, "What are you saying? What do you mean Wanwan tricked someone? You little brat, where are my shoes?"
Chen Yuezhi quickly pushed Sanlang out of the room, "Just wait to study at Mr. Zhou's house. Don't worry about anything else. Go to sleep quickly. You've been busy all day, and if you're not tired, we are."
After saying that, Chen Yuezhi closed the door.
Sanlang felt that his parents doted on their youngest daughter to the point of being muddled.
Forget it, he'd let reality speak for itself tomorrow.
When reality presented itself, his parents would have to believe it even if they didn't want to.
Although he knew his little sister was trying to keep him at home, he was facing reality. Going out to study wasn't a life-threatening matter, and there was nothing he couldn't accept.
Sanlang sighed, turned back to his room, but he didn't sleep soundly that night.
The next morning, before Chen Yuezhi and Jiang Pan could leave the house, the door to the Jiang family home was being pounded on.
Erlang was sweeping the yard. He went to open the gate and saw Zhou Juren standing outside, looking somewhat frantic.
"Where is that little girl? Call her out, quickly!"
Erlang was startled and instinctively thought that Zhou Juren's osmanthus tree had died overnight, and he had come to settle the score with Jiang Wan.
So, he quickly blocked the gate with the broom in his hand.
"Mr. Zhou, please calm down. Let's talk things through."
Zhou Juren pushed Erlang aside and ran into the yard, shouting, "Little girl, come out quickly, come out!"
Jiang Pan and Chen Yuezhi quickly came into the yard to ask what was happening, but Zhou Juren ignored them. He only frantically shouted that he wanted to see Jiang Wan, which made Jiang Pan and his wife a little flustered.
Could it be that Wanwan had really killed the osmanthus tree?
They had to quickly find a way to prevent Zhou Juren from taking his anger out on their daughter.
Jiang Pan immediately stepped forward, trying to placate him.
"Mr. Juren, please calm down and tell us what's on your mind. Your osmanthus tree was beyond saving anyway. Even without my daughter's bucket of water yesterday, your osmanthus tree wouldn't have survived..."
"Who said my osmanthus tree was beyond saving?" Zhou Juren's eyes widened with excitement. "It's saved!"
Sanlang ran out and said, "Mr. Zhou, what my little sister mixed into the water yesterday was just a packet of mixed grain flour. It had no effect on the osmanthus tree. So, your osmanthus tree wasn't killed by my little sister. Please don't trouble her."
Zhou Juren suddenly froze, "Who said my osmanthus tree died?"
The Jiang family was stunned, "It didn't die?"
Zhou Juren's face flushed with excitement, "My osmanthus tree has improved! I've come to ask that little girl to come and take another look!"
At this moment, the door to Jiang Wan's room opened. Jiang Wan walked out with her hair looking like a bird's nest, "Mr. Zhou, it's not impossible for me to go and look at it again, but what about the conditions we discussed earlier?"
Zhou Juren nodded heavily, "Of course, they still stand!"