Life returned to normal after their return. Two days later, An'an received a pile of supplementary teaching materials that were taller than he was.
He frowned as he looked at the materials brought by Zhao Wen, "Uncle Zhao."
Zhao Wen wiped away a non-existent bead of sweat. An'an's furrowed brow and tone of voice were somewhat similar to Huo Rouchuan's, which brought him back to the days when he was drilled by Captain Huo.
"What's wrong?" he asked An'an, trying his best to sound innocent and pure.
Anyone who saw An'an's face wouldn't do such a "wicked" thing as sending supplementary materials!
And yet, Si Nian didn't deliver them himself, making him, the middleman, the villain delivering them.
Which child, upon receiving such a tall pile of supplementary materials, could be happy?
Zhao Wen smiled at An'an and opened his mouth to defend himself.
An'an cleared his throat and said with a heavy frown, "Do you think An'an is very stupid, needing such tutoring materials?"
Zhao Wen was stunned. What kind of story was this?
An'an tilted his head and looked at the titles of the books. After reading two of them aloud, his confusion deepened, "What are these kindergarten storybooks..."
"An'an, you can't say that," Huo Rou tapped An'an's head and couldn't help but shake her head as she looked at the pile of supplementary materials.
Let alone An'an, even she found it head-splitting.
Zhao Wen stammered, "Commander Si asked me to give these to An'an, saying it was to thank him."
Qin Ningyi shook his head, finding Si Nian's way of thanking people very much like him—
Thanking someone by making them stronger.
For the current An'an, wouldn't becoming stronger mean excelling academically?
It's just that An'an's learning ability seemed to make these basic learning materials redundant, especially...
He couldn't help but rub An'an's head to comfort him. It was Si Nian's first time giving a gift to thank a child, and he hadn't bothered to find out what grade An'an was in. These kindergarten storybooks and first-grade supplementary materials were truly...
"Captain Huo, this is..." Zhao Wen looked at the expressions of the three of them and found them a bit off. Being already a department head, he scratched his head in rare confusion and asked.
Huo Rou smiled and answered his doubts, "An'an is already in third grade. These books are probably not useful. Commander Si has spent too much."
Zhao Wen had never paid attention to such matters regarding An'an. He simply thought it was rare for a child of An'an's age to be so sensible, well-behaved, and intelligent.
How could he have known An'an was already in third grade!
He looked at An'an and Huo Rou in shock, "That's amazing!"
An'an suppressed the corners of his mouth in front of Huo Rou and secretly felt proud, "It's okay."
After his shock, Zhao Wen became troubled, "Then these books... I..."
If he failed this mission again, would Commander Si be very disappointed in him?
An'an glanced at Zhao Wen's conflicted expression, sighed softly, and tilted his head to scan the books rapidly.
"Leave the books for An'an," An'an's voice was like a celestial melody, making Zhao Wen's face light up. He quickly took out all the candy from his bag and stuffed it into An'an's hands.
This was what he had prepared to coax An'an with if he got scared by the materials, but it turned out to be his thank-you gift.
After giving the candy, Zhao Wen hurriedly left.
Qin Ningyi looked at the mountain of books in front of him and asked with a smile, "Who is An'an planning to give these to?"
An'an's eyes lit up, "Dad, how did you know what An'an was thinking? Ruan Ruan wants to listen to stories, and I've seen that these children's books are all stories. I can read stories to Ruan Ruan at noon."
An'an then looked at Huo Rou, "As for the rest, Mom, can I give these supplementary materials to Liu Fang and Li Zichen?"
In Daolin Village, he had seen too many friends who couldn't afford books and couldn't study well. He had also seen many older sisters and younger sisters who couldn't understand their studies and were taken home to do farm work.
There were too few people like Sister Zhaodi in the village. It was so hard for Sister Zhaodi to copy textbooks and exercise books to do homework back then. Now that these books were available, they should be able to help some people, right?
Huo Rou was very pleased that An'an could still think of his old friends. In terms of making friends, An'an seemed to be more considerate than she was.
She smiled gently and agreed to An'an's request, "I'll find someone to send them back tomorrow. They'll be very happy!"
Compared to the material comfort in the city, these books would be of great help if they went to the village.