Xiao Hanzheng's body was very weak. After drinking a bowl of porridge, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Shi Qingluo didn't disturb him and went out to help Mother Xiao and others to clean up the banquet.
She was busy until late afternoon.
After dinner, Shi Qingluo returned to Xiao Hanzheng's room and found a story book to read.
After reading for a while, Xiao Hanzheng woke up.
Not sure if it was because he drank Shi Qingluo's so-called sugar water and porridge, but he felt that his body wasn't so weak now.
At least he could sit up.
Seeing that Shi Qingluo was reading, he asked, "You can read?"
He wasn't looking down on Shi Qingluo, just surprised.
There were no women who could read in the village, even boys found it difficult to go to school.
Shi Qingluo moved away from the script and looked at him. "Yup, I can read! I learnt it from the old Taoist master when I was in the temple."
