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Chapter 42 Don’t forget your original intention

The cards were distributed to everyone, and for a moment, the Wen family's place fell silent.

Whether they wanted to learn or not, with Wenwen taking the lead and Wenchengjian and Wenchengbin setting an example by actively learning, everyone was inspired.

Everyone else patiently looked at the cards carefully, and when they didn't understand something, they would exchange ideas and discuss it with each other.

Time passed little by little.

The firewood in the bonfire was almost out. The fervor of the bailiffs and soldiers' lively conversation subsided, and many of the prisoners nearby had already rested.

Wen Yuanqian reminded everyone: "That's enough for tonight. We have to travel tomorrow, so get some rest. Make sure you have time to work hard whenever you can. Wen'er, keep this safe."

When Wenwen was collecting the cards, she chuckled and said, "Come and pick them up anytime you want. I guarantee there will be plenty!"

These words made the older sisters grit their teeth in secret, while the older brothers nodded in agreement.

Once her family had fallen asleep, Wenwen slipped into the virtual space.

Judging from the situation, she has plenty of time tonight.

As usual, use flashcards in conjunction with the book. Review old material, learn new material, and write down anything you don't understand.

Over time, she became much faster at copying.

Looking through the cards I've accumulated, I realize I've taken a third longer than before, all in the same amount of time.

Wenwen rubbed her sore wrists. "That's enough for today. Time for our daily test."

She walked to the courtyard gate without any distraction, stepped onto the steps, and pushed it open.

The gate to the small courtyard is still only three palms wide.

Just like the last time I came in, the door opening was neither increased nor decreased in the slightest.

This is a bit puzzling.

The teacher praised her for her great progress today, saying that she will master the basic characters soon.

Every day of hard work used to increase the width a little, so why is there no change today?

Brother Tong is capricious and unpredictable, making him unpredictable.

Wenwen is quite carefree; since the width is enough to get in, she'll just go in.

Calmly go in, sit down, open the book, review, preview, and copy.

The entire process proceeded smoothly and methodically, just like tightening screws on a production line, step by step, steadily and surely.

Finally, they didn't forget to verify it. The other books still couldn't be opened, and the inner room door was still tightly closed, not letting in a single ray of light.

Everything remains the same.

Wenwen sighed and encouraged herself: "Come on, come on, come on! Fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting!"

Without lingering, she left the courtyard and walked towards the open space at the foot of the mountain behind.

Before coming in, she had been thinking about planting the tricolor vine seedlings, especially after seeing the mats her sisters had woven, she needed the vines to grow quickly.

As soon as she turned to the foot of the back mountain, she saw a yellow blob lying on the ground in the distance.

She knew it! She hadn't seen Xianbao when she entered her space today; it turns out he was here.

When Wenwen got closer, she saw that Xianbao was fast asleep, holding several tricolor vine seedlings in his arms.

It seems that Xianbao also loves beauty, otherwise why would she sleep while hugging them?

Wenwen found a good spot, dug a few shallow holes, and quietly took the seedlings from Xianbao's arms.

Unexpectedly, the seedling woke up just as it left Xianbao's embrace.

"Master, you've arrived."

"Oops, did I wake you? I'm so sorry. But why are you sleeping here?"

Xianbao tilted her head, pointed at the seedling in Wenwen's hand, and asked.

"Master, where did you find this?"

"Second Brother found it in the woods, what happened?"

"It's so beautiful, I love it."

It's true that everyone has a love for beauty.

"It's not only pretty, but also very practical. I'll have the older sisters knit you a fun one another day."

"Yes, thank you, Master!"

Wenwen carefully planted the seedling, covered it with a few handfuls of soil, gently pressed it down with water, and then took some water from the stream to water the seedling.

Just as the master and servant were about to head up the mountain, a stiff, monotone voice echoed in the space, "The system has detected an additional plant here. This is the ancient, extinct Scale Vine. One task will be assigned."

Wenwen and Xianbao stared at each other, wide-eyed.

A person with many questions in their eyes, hoping someone can explain it to them.

One of them ran over in a flash, squatted down, stroked the seedling leaves, and muttered something under his breath.

The former is Wenwen. She really didn't expect that her second brother would unintentionally help her pay off a debt.

The latter, needless to say, is definitely the line treasure.

Wenwen leaned closer and heard Xianbao whisper, "I knew it looked familiar, it's the spotted scale vine."

"Xianbao, do you recognize this?"

Xianbao shook her head, "I don't know him, he just feels familiar."

"Ah, that sounds familiar. Tell me more about it."

"I can't unfold it, I don't remember."

Wenwen was speechless for a moment, and her tone wasn't very good, "Just say whatever you remember."

Xianbao opened her innocent eyes and pouted, "I remember, I remember it being familiar, that's all."

Seeing its owner's displeased expression, Xianbao added, "Perhaps the books in the courtyard have some information about it."

Wenwen: ......

So ultimately, you have to find the answer yourself.

They say curiosity killed the cat, and Wenwen's curiosity was piqued.

There are some in the courtyard, right? She vowed to make them literate as quickly as possible so she could run rampant in the courtyard.

Having let go of this knot in her heart, Wenwen turned and went up the mountain.

I've always made good progress on my mountain climbs in the past, but I don't know if it's because I was too impatient today.

The harvest from the mountain was meager, consisting mostly of common medicinal herbs.

No new discoveries were made.

Wenwen and Xianbao returned to the villa in silence.

Xianbao watches TV without fail.

Wenwen used to lean back on the sofa, eating potato chips and drinking a beverage.

She calculated the time; she had been inside for two hours, which was equivalent to one hour outside and one day inside, meaning she had been in the space for two days.

I listened carefully to the sounds outside, and there were no other noises except for breathing.

I'm planning to stay for another day or two.

Ever since she accidentally sensed the sounds outside, she has been listening to the noises outside from time to time these past two days.

This is used to test one's hearing.

She discovered that as her literacy improved, not only did her hearing improve, but her range of objects she could reach also increased.

She couldn't help but imagine the future. Once she could read all the words, what would she most want to do? Would she be a chivalrous hero, living a life of luxury, or would she simply retire completely? As she pondered this, her eyes fell on the card on the sofa.

Yes, her original intention was to become stronger in order to protect her family, and she could not afford to give up before she became stronger.

Only by staying true to our original aspirations can we achieve our goals.

To protect their family, who consisted of the elderly, children, the sick, and the disabled, and whose exile had just begun, the journey was bound to be fraught with danger.

Thinking of this, Wenwen stopped her reverie and gave up.

With a thought, the "Records of Medicinal Herbs" appeared in her hands. She immediately flipped to the second half. After several days of diligence and hard work, she knew that the second half of the book contained some prescriptions and methods for making medicines.

Wenwen calmed down and found several prescriptions she urgently needed—blood-tonifying pills, detoxifying pills, and cold and flu powder, etc.

Study these prescriptions carefully again and memorize the methods for processing the medicinal materials.

After a while, she confidently and steadily walked to the kitchen, took out the necessary medicinal herbs, carefully processed them, and put them into the earthenware jar that she had bought for ten taels of silver.

Following the method in the book, I used a low flame, then a high flame, then a low flame again, and soon the aroma of the medicine wafted out of the kitchen.

Xianbao came over curiously, "Master, are you... brewing medicine?"

"Yes, I'll give it a try. Don't go yet, let's witness a miracle together!"

Gradually, the aroma of the medicine became stronger, with a hint of burnt smell.

"broken."

Wenwen hurriedly turned off the stove, lifted the lid and looked inside. There were no pills at all, just a piece of dregs and burnt rice.

When Xianbao saw this, she covered her mouth, trying not to laugh out loud. "Master, let's try again."

Encouraged by the online tutor, she tried a few more times, but each time she only managed to get a burnt, charred rice crust.

Sigh, I never expected that what's written in the book so simply and clearly is not so easy to do in practice.

Wenwen gave Xianbao a resentful look, then, on a whim, left the space.

There was still some time before dawn, and based on yesterday's experience, the yamen runners would probably wake people up early.

Wenwen turned and approached her grandmother, then fell asleep peacefully.