Yang Liming did not expect Su Xiaotian to take out a book and start studying on her own.
A child who was already excellent was still working so hard.
She said with emotion, "What a good child, she knows to study proactively."
"Sister-in-law, to be honest, Xiaotian and her brothers can all study proactively."
Fan Shufang's proud expression was as if the person in front of her was her own granddaughter.
"My grandson and granddaughter find studying a headache. If they could study proactively like this, we elders wouldn't have to worry," Yang Liming said.
They were all children, and there were indeed differences.
"She'll be better when she grows up," Fan Shufang, having no grandchildren, naturally didn't have a personal experience.
However, she was accustomed to watching the Su family's children and felt that children should be well-behaved, know what they wanted, and know which direction to strive for.
Because of Su Xiaotian, the conversation between the two women focused on the Su family's children, making Yang Liming wish she could meet the other Su children.
The two men, on the other hand, talked more about other matters, mostly national affairs.
Su Xiaotian didn't pay close attention, but a few sentences still reached her ears.
From this, Su Xiaotian deduced that Old Wu's work was likely related to agriculture.
However, as a child, Su Xiaotian would not interrupt when the adults were talking.
While the adults spoke, Su Xiaotian read her book diligently, and an hour passed in a flash.
Director Wu and the Yang Liming couple left home accompanied by their guards.
"Xiaotian, wash up and go to bed. Your quilt in the room was aired today, and the new sheets have been changed. Get some rest early, you have school tomorrow!"
Fan Shufang looked at the time and began to fulfill her duties, urging Su Xiaotian to sleep.
In fact, at home, Grandma Su and the others rarely urged Su Xiaotian to sleep or study.
The main reason was that Su Xiaotian was too self-aware.
Su Xiaotian knew what to do and when, and managed herself very well.
Su Xiaotian looked at the time; it was still quite early, but at her great-uncle's house, it was better to go back to her room and rest.
As Su Xiaotian got up, she heard Fan Shufang ask again, "Xiaotian, how about milk and bread for you tomorrow morning?"
Milk and bread?
Su Xiaotian was still a little dazed. Such a breakfast was not common in this era.
Chinese people still preferred congee, steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks.
"Don't you like it?" Fan Shufang asked quickly when Su Xiaotian didn't speak.
"No, Second Grandma!" Su Xiaotian quickly waved her hand.
"I heard other children in the compound say that they like milk and bread the most, so I asked you."
"Thank you, Second Grandma. I'll eat whatever we have at home. I'm not a picky eater."
In her previous life, she had also eaten milk and bread, but she ate more congee and steamed buns.
When she had time to cook herself, she made congee and steamed buns.
Milk and bread were only for when she was in a hurry and needed to fill her stomach.
But at this time, milk and bread did seem to be considered more sophisticated.
"Then we'll have bread and milk tomorrow."
"Xiaotian can have milk and bread, but I'll still have steamed buns," Dong Yuanzhong said. "That bread is sweet, and it disappears when you squeeze it, not substantial at all!"
Dong Yuanzhong's words made Su Xiaotian chuckle.
Indeed, Western-style bread could be like that.
"Grandpa Dong, in our border regions, there's a type of bread called 'Dalieba,' which isn't like what you described, and it has a lot of dried fruits, it's very delicious!"
Fan Shufang asked with a smile, "Does Xiaotian like bread with dried fruits?"
Su Xiaotian shook her head. "I don't have any special preferences, Second Grandma. If conditions permit, you should eat some dried fruits in the morning; they are very good for your health."
The Dong family was well-off. If it were an ordinary family, just being able to eat and stay warm would be good enough. Dried fruits were rarely available except during festivals.
"Oh, dried fruits have such benefits? Then I'll get some back to eat slowly." Fan Shufang was younger than Dong Yuanzhong, but in the past two years, she had clearly felt her health declining.
She had been thinking of asking Su Xiaotian if she needed to take medicine, but unexpectedly, Su Xiaotian had provided her with such a remedy.
She quite liked the taste of dried fruits.
The next morning, Su Xiaotian woke up to find milk and bread prepared for her, along with an egg and half an apple.
This breakfast was actually quite substantial. Su Xiaotian thanked them with a smile and began to eat.
Su Xiaotian's dining etiquette was actually very good.
Watching Su Xiaotian eat breakfast with a proper posture, Dong Yuanzhong laughed heartily.
"Don't say it, with Xiaotian's appearance, no one would doubt it if she were said to be from abroad!"
Dong Yuanzhong himself was a rough man, and after so many years, some habits could not be changed. He found it annoying to see others being so particular about etiquette, but looking at Su Xiaotian, he found it pleasing to the eye.
Indeed, whatever his own child did was right!
Fan Shufang glared at him and said, "You're a rough man yourself, and you haven't changed after all these years!"
After breakfast, the Dong family's car gave Su Xiaotian a ride to school. Dong Yuanzhong also happened to be in the car as he had something to do.
When they reached the school entrance, Su Xiaotian got out of the car. Dong Yuanzhong rolled down the window to bid farewell to Su Xiaotian, and then Su Xiaotian quickly walked towards the school.
Song Lingling had also taken leave yesterday and did not stay at school.
She rushed to school early and happened to see Su Xiaotian getting out of a very high-end car, thinking she was seeing things.
Weren't the Su family from the northwest, considered country bumpkins?
It was rumored that after arriving in the capital, the family opened a restaurant, engaging in low-class work.
Why would such people have a car to ride in?
Even their Song family had some influence, but her father did not have a dedicated car.
Whose car was Su Xiaotian riding in?
She looked at Su Xiaotian's sweet and lovely face, and then saw a man inside the car, instantly thinking of something unpleasant.
Her gaze towards Su Xiaotian immediately changed.
It was said that Su Xiaotian had a patron, but she didn't expect Su Xiaotian's patron to be like this.
How could Su Xiaotian be so shameless?
The more Song Lingling thought about it, the more she felt her guess was correct. This car definitely couldn't belong to the Su family, otherwise, why would only Su Xiaotian get out of the car?
They were siblings in the same class. If Su Xiaotian lived at home, then the three siblings should go to school together, not Su Xiaotian coming alone in a car.
She had heard her family mention before that some people liked young girls, especially girls around ten years old.
It was truly disgusting!
She thought to herself.