I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

This time, Xiao Chen didn't let everyone follow. A large group of people going over would have looked like they were going to bully a child.

He only invited Reba and Shayi, saying he needed two helpers.

The production team was also quite resourceful; they somehow managed to find a slightly worn electric tricycle in some corner of the village. The cargo bed was painted with mottled blue paint, giving it a rustic feel.

Without saying a word, Xiao Chen rolled up his sleeves and started working.

He was tall and slender, yet his movements were incredibly nimble. He unloaded brand-new exercise books from the pickup truck and neatly stacked them in the back of the tricycle.

Dilraba helped hand them over, while Sha Yi was responsible for neatly arranging them in the truck bed.

After about ten minutes of work, the three of them successfully transferred the "small mountain" from the pickup truck to the tricycle.

Because the tricycle's cargo bed was smaller, the mountain of books looked even more majestic and spectacular than before.

"My goodness..."

Sha Yi plopped down on a stone stool next to him, wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead, and looked back at the mountain of books piled up precariously, his tongue almost tied in knots.

"Chen'er, are you... are you really going to push that child to his death?"

He lowered his voice, his face full of reluctance, but the excitement gleaming in his eyes betrayed him.

"I've lived half my life and I've never seen such a wicked, no, such a creative 'educational method'."

Sha Yi, always eager for excitement, was completely intrigued.

He really wanted to see what kind of expression Er Gouzi would have after seeing so many exercise books.

Dilraba's eyes were also full of anticipation, as she felt that the scene was going to be very exciting.

Xiao Chen dusted off his hands, climbed into the driver's seat of the tricycle, and raised an eyebrow at the two of them as he turned back.

On that stunningly handsome face, the smile was bright and innocent, like an angel preparing to do good deeds.

"Brother Sha, you can't say that."

"I'm doing this for his own good. A piece of jade needs to be carved to become a gem. This child is a rough gem, and I have to help his grandmother polish him properly."

Sha Yi waved his hands repeatedly, complaining, but his body betrayed him as he jumped onto the back of the tricycle.

"Alright, alright, this isn't carving, you're trying to sculpt a person into a book!"

I estimate that no child in the entire country has ever seen so many workbooks.

This is truly a case of the "sea of ​​questions" strategy.

It's all questions.

Dilraba smiled with her lips pursed, her bright eyes curving into crescents.

She nimbly jumped to the other side and sat down next to Sha Yi.

"Set off!"

At Xiao Chen's command, he gently turned the switch.

"Buzz—"

The small tricycle emitted a brisk motor sound, carrying three people and a heavy "mountain of books," and swayed leisurely towards the depths of the village.

The country roads were full of potholes, and with each bump of the tricycle, the mountain of books behind it trembled as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.

Sha Yi nervously protected the pile of books with his hands, muttering to himself.

"Slow down, slow down! Don't drop your precious baby! This is Er Gouzi's future hope!"

His exaggerated manner made Dilraba laugh uncontrollably, and even Xiao Chen, who was driving, couldn't help but glance at him in the rearview mirror, his lips slightly upturned.

The village was quiet in the early morning, and the air was filled with the fragrance of earth and grass.

Sunlight filters through the dense foliage of the roadside trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Sha Yi glanced back at the exercise books that were almost overwhelming them, and felt a surge of emotions.

You absolutely must not offend Xiao Chen.

This kid usually seems gentle and humble, with a sweet tongue that can charm anyone, but once he gets cunning, he can kill without drawing blood and strike at the heart without hesitation.

Look at this scene! Even a seasoned veteran like him, let alone a little kid who's only a few years old, would feel his scalp tingle and his legs go weak.

How long would it take to complete this?

It's estimated that Er Gouzi's future life will consist of nothing but doing math problems and dreaming about them.

And in the future, whenever the topic of getting married comes up, I'm sure that so many exercise books will come to mind.

I dare not mention getting married again.

"Hey, you said..."

Sha Yi nudged Reba next to him.

"Will Er Gouzi faint on the spot when he sees this amazing gift?"

Dilraba was enjoying the pastoral scenery along the way when she heard this. She turned around and thought about it seriously for a few seconds.

"Fainted?"

She shook her head.

I don't think so.

Sha Yi became interested.

"Oh?"

"What will happen to him?"

Dilraba held up two fingers and made a playful gesture.

"I think he'll cry first, and then... faint."

"Hahahahaha!"

Sha Yi was so amused by her accurate prediction that he burst into laughter, and the entire tricycle trembled with his laughter.

After recording several episodes of the show, Dilraba has become increasingly mischievous, following Xiao Chen's example.

Now he speaks with a lively and cunning air.

It's much cuter and more lively than before, compared to when it was with the goose family.

His popularity outside the show also increased because of this program.

Amidst the laughter and chatter, they drew closer and closer to Er Gouzi's home.

……

Er Gouzi's home is at the east end of the village, an ordinary farmhouse with red brick walls and gray tile roof.

Xiao Chen had just parked his tricycle at the gate when he saw the gate creak open a crack.

A small, dark head peeked out from under the door, looking around furtively.

Who else could it be but Er Gouzi?

This kid was dragged home by Xiao Chen yesterday, under the pretense of "discovering extraordinary talent and needing to cultivate in seclusion," but in reality, he was put in solitary confinement.

His grandmother, Aunt Li, was completely fooled by Xiao Chen's words and actually believed that her grandson was a reincarnation of the God of Literature.

Yesterday afternoon, I rushed to the village primary school and borrowed the complete set of textbooks, from first grade to sixth grade, without missing a single one.

Er Gouzi never even went to kindergarten properly. Holding those colorful textbooks, he looked at them as if they were gibberish.

His grandmother had kept him sitting at the table all afternoon, and he felt like his butt was about to develop calluses from sitting so long. His head was buzzing with incomprehensible scribbles.

He finally made it to this morning, and while his grandma was busy in the kitchen, he decided to take a risk and sneak out to play marbles and catch loaches with his friends.

Little did he expect that as soon as he opened the door a crack, he would see the person he least wanted to see in his life.

And that truck...that truck piled higher than his house...with books?!

Er Gouzi froze completely, his small body bearing the weight of Mount Tai.

He couldn't understand a single word of the many books he read yesterday, but today he was able to see dozens of times more books than yesterday!

Then he saw it. He saw his "devilish" brother, whose smile was brighter than the sun, yet made him shiver more than the winter wind.