Although Chu Ziluo did not really want to go, she knew that she had to do it.
She first washed the brush, put away the paper he had written on, folded it, and placed it in the wooden box.
"Mother, I will take good care of little brother." Chu Ziluo looked up and said sensibly.
Ye Muyu rubbed her head. "Alright, if you need anything from me, come back and tell me."
"Alright."
Chu Jin had also packed up his bookcase.
Inside were the books, brush, ink, paper, and inkstone that he usually read. They were neatly packed, and he was still silently reciting Zhuge Suo's content.
Ye Muyu sent the two children out.
Chu Lin took a look and thought for a while, but he did not say anything.
On the other hand, Chu An thought of the news from the clan and started discussing with the others. "The news that Ah Heng said will probably cause a storm in the county this time. Brother Maogen, what are Fourth Uncle's thoughts?"
