Wang Yang said, "Didn't I tell you before that I wanted you to be my book attendant? Tell me, what does a book attendant do?"
Little A-Wu shook her head blankly.
"A book attendant attends to books, of course. That's much more important than cooking or cleaning! You'll have to organize my study, won't you? As I get more and more books, you'll have to sort them and put them in order. Then there's cutting paper, grinding ink, copying things. If I need a note written or something transcribed, am I supposed to put brush to paper myself every time? I'll need you to do it! How could you manage if you couldn't read and knew nothing about books? That's why I'm sending you to school. The better you learn, the better you'll be at your job."
Little A-Wu suddenly felt an immensely heavy burden settle on her shoulders, but the thought of serving her young master better soon set her fighting spirit soaring. "Don't worry, Young Master! A-Wu will study hard! A-Wu will be a proper book attendant!"
Wang Yang practiced until dusk before returning to the city. He rode with Little A-Wu in his arms, while Chen Qing Shan walked.
Little A-Wu looked at Chen Qing Shan, feeling a little embarrassed. "Young Master, A-Wu isn't tired. A-Wu can get down and walk. Let Big Sister ride."
A faint blush immediately rose on Chen Qing Shan's frost-cold face.
Wang Yang coughed and said quietly, "Don't say things like that."
Little A-Wu didn't understand. She said earnestly, "A-Wu really can walk! Big Sister must be tired. Let her take a turn riding!"
Wang Yang glanced at Chen Qing Shan and joked, "Actually... taking turns isn't out of the question..."
A flicker of embarrassed anger flashed through Chen Qing Shan's