Grandma Xu really liked Xia Chu.
Back then, she had already semi-retired, but she still insisted on walking around the campus several times a day, feeling at ease only after seeing her children several times.
So she saw Xia Chu, who, despite others eating and playing, was still struggling to memorize texts, vocabulary, and formulas in the school's secluded grove.
Such a small and thin child, who evidently felt discouraged and negative when facing difficulties in her studies and would occasionally sob softly.
Yet she would always quickly readjust herself and throw herself back into her studies—after all, for Xia Chu at that time, studying hard was her only hope. Getting into a good university far away was the only way she could escape from that suffocating home; what else could she do but work desperately hard?
Little did she expect that her unintentional effort would bring her shade and favor in Grandma Xu's eyes.
