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Chapter 129 Reminiscing at 18, it must be because she's liked him for too long.
Around 9 o'clock, the number of people in Uncle Shen Yuan's house suddenly increased.

Shen Yuan's family has quite a lot of people.

Shen Songde had four children. Shen Yuan was the third, and there was also an aunt behind him.

"elder brother!"

Zhao Yueyang excitedly ran over when he saw Shen Yuan.

Seeing his little cousin running towards him, Shen Yuan smiled brightly.

"You look very energetic!"

Zhao Yueyang chuckled: "That's right!"

Shen Yuan smiled even more broadly: "What was your score on the last monthly exam?"

Zhao Yueyang's lips immediately drooped: "Brother, we're on vacation, can we not talk about this?"

"You're a high school freshman, don't you care at all?"

As soon as Shen Yuan finished speaking, his aunt came over, tapped Zhao Yueyang's head, and said earnestly, "That's right, listen to your brother! You need to put more effort into your studies! Look at your brother, his grades are so good, you should learn from him!"

Zhao Yueyang's initial joy vanished instantly after his aunt's lecture.

After her aunt and uncle went inside, Zhao Yueyang looked up, pouted, and complained to Shen Yuan, "Brother, why did you do so well on the exam?"

Before Shen Yuan could answer, Zhao Yueyang was suddenly slapped on the forehead with a "smack".

"Ouch!" Zhao Yueyang cried out in pain, turning his head to see Yang Yishui standing behind him, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Why do I need to do so well on the exam? Of course, it's so my mom won't nag me so much!" Yang Yishui said with a smile.

Upon seeing his sister, Zhao Yueyang immediately put on a fawning smile: "Sister."

Like Shen Yuan, Zhao Yueyang also experienced his older cousin's forced learning method.

Shen Yuan eventually mastered it, while Zhao Yueyang only learned half of it.

"You're so bad at English, and you still don't study hard. If you were a stupid kid, you could get into a branch school if you paid more attention!"

Zhao Yueyang shrank back and looked at Shen Yuan for help.

Upon seeing this, Shen Yuan immediately offered words of comfort.

"It's okay, sister. He's in his first year of high school now, so you can take out your high school vocabulary book. It doesn't matter where you study, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yishui nodded: "Yes, I'll talk to my aunt about it later."

Zhao Yueyang was stunned.

Is this still the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday?
What happened to the promised family reunion?

Not long after, Uncle Shen Yuan returned.

As soon as the family appeared, Shen Yuan saw his familiar eldest brother.

"Mingmu!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Ming immediately unleashed a Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger at Shen Yuan, his lip movements suggesting he was asking about Shen Yuan's grades.

The petite woman next to Shen Ming is probably Shen Yuan's future cousin-in-law.

As for what it's called, Shen Yuan didn't know.

The eldest brother briefly greeted his younger siblings and then went to visit his grandparents at the old house.

No sooner had his older brother left than Shen Yuan eagerly gathered with his older cousin and younger cousin, and began excitedly gossiping.

"When is Shen Ming getting married? Any news?" Shen Yuan asked curiously.

Yang Yishui shook her head. "I don't know either. It seems like we haven't picked a date yet. But since we've already brought it up, it should be around the end of the year or the beginning of the next year."

After Yang Yishui finished speaking, Shen Yuan turned to Zhao Yueyang and said with a smile, "You'll probably be the best man."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yueyang looked at Shen Yuan with a puzzled expression and asked, "Brother, why aren't you the best man?"

"I don't have time. I'm taking the college entrance exam soon. Do you think I can take a day off to be a groomsman?"

Zhao Yueyang frowned, seemingly incredulous. "No way?"

"I don't live on campus, but I still have to go to evening self-study tonight."

Shen Yuan looked at Zhao Yueyang, and the feeling of being a painful follower came over him.

"To put it simply, I only get half a day off on Sunday afternoons now, unless there's a long holiday, and those holidays were only recently introduced. We get a break after the second period in the afternoon, and then we have evening self-study the next day."

"But you know how much homework there is." Shen Yuan looked at Zhao Yueyang with a grin: "This time my homework is 6 test papers, and usually it's 6.5 test papers a day."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yueyang's eyes widened, and he swallowed hard with a gulp.

He stammered to Shen Yuan, "Brother... can you... can you manage to do this?"

Shen Yuan waved his hand dismissively and replied easily, "It's alright, quite easy. I finish by 11:30 every night. This kind of life is very fulfilling!"

Zhao Yueyang's face turned extremely ugly. He looked miserable and pitifully asked Shen Yuan, "Brother, will I be like this in the future?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yueyang felt a great sense of relief. He immediately turned to look at his older cousin, Yang Yishui, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Yang Yishui raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said softly, "If you don't learn English well, I'll kill you first, without even waiting until senior year of high school."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yueyang felt a chill run down his spine, and he felt almost numb.

What should have been a joyous and peaceful Mid-Autumn Festival now seems to have turned into something he can no longer be happy about.

After sitting at home with his fiancée for a while, the older brother ran out to find his younger siblings, saying he wanted his fiancée to visit the places he grew up in.

Shen Yuan naturally didn't want to be a third wheel: "You go by yourself, I've already been there."

"And Li Zhi?" Yang Yishui asked.

"otherwise?"

The older cousin looked at Shen Yuan with disdain: "I knew it! I couldn't find you earlier. Turns out you left me behind to go on a date."

"Hey, hey, hey, what date?!" Shen Yuan quickly explained, "I called it reminiscing about bygone days!"

"You're already reminiscing at 18, is it because you've liked someone for so long?"

Shen Yuan suddenly stared wide-eyed at Yang Yishui.

"What are you saying! What do you mean by 'like'? Childhood sweethearts are not the same as 'like'?! You're slandering me, let me tell you!"

Seeing Shen Yuan's expression, Yang Yishui smiled and said, "Ah, yes, yes, yes! You don't like him, you don't like Li Zhi."

"you!"

The words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly stopped. Shen Yuan took a deep breath and then turned his head away.

"Whatever, do whatever you want."

Seeing Shen Yuan's expression, the older cousin's lips curled up slightly.

Meanwhile, in another old house in the village, Li Zhi was sitting quietly in a chair chatting with his grandfather.

"You're doing well at school, right?"

Li Zhi nodded: "Okay."

"You're in your final year of high school, are you under a lot of pressure?"

"It's okay, I'm not under a lot of pressure, as long as things stay stable."

Li Yutang nodded.

He was aware of Li Zhi's academic performance.

Although he wasn't entirely sure, he understood as soon as Lao Li mentioned Tsinghua and Peking University.

My granddaughter is doing very well in school.

After a moment's thought, Li Yutang looked at Li Zhi and said, "Was that Song De's grandson just now?"

Li Zhi nodded.

Does he like you?

Upon hearing this, Li Zhi's fingers, which were resting on her knees, twitched slightly, and she subconsciously lowered her eyelashes to avoid her grandfather's probing gaze.

She raised her hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her fingertips lingering on her temple for a moment before she replied softly in her usual calm tone, "The tea is cold."

Li Yutang looked at his granddaughter and responded.

The old man picked up his teacup and took a sip; the rising steam blurred his downcast face.

The old man already had the answer in his heart.

(End of this chapter)