The night was deep.
In the north, the Hui River flowed quietly. Moonlight spilled across its surface, making the waves shimmer as though one could reach out and scoop the moon from the water.
The moon in the sky was not content with illuminating a single river. It scattered its light across the land, from the woods to the fields, finally falling upon a row of single-story houses on the vast plain.
The exterior walls reflected the night, while inside, everything was bathed in pure white light.
"Chuchu, what are you writing?" Xue Yuantong asked.
Xue Chuchu wore a white nightgown and sat quietly at her desk. Her knees were pressed together, like a lily just beginning to bloom—fresh and pure.
She held an Ink Pen, its tip moving across a test paper.
As she spoke, Xue Yuantong leaned over to look and discovered that Chuchu was actually working on a middle school test.
"Now that you're in high school, why are you still doing middle school tests?" Xue Yuantong wondered.
"I was sorting through my old books today and found two test papers I never finished."
"We paid for them, so it'd be a pity to throw them away," she said softly.
"Fine." Xue Yuantong remembered that they had paid quite a bit for those test papers.
Thinking of that, Xue Yuantong walked over to the bookcase and began looking through Chuchu's old books.
After Xue Chuchu's family bought a house at the River Dam, Aunt Hua had returned to the countryside twice, bringing nearly everything that could be moved from their old tiled house in their hometown to the River Dam, including Xue Chuchu's old books and certificates of merit.
Clearly, they had no intention of returning to that backward village.
After all, Hua Fengmei worked in the