When Shen Xiaobin was leaving, Shen Meng gave him two books that Ming Liang had used and no longer needed, along with two notebooks and a pen. Shen Xiaobin's face turned awkwardly red as he received them, and he even tried to sneakily leave them on the table, pretending to have forgotten to take them with him, but Shen Meng twisted his ear and scolded him.
"You're not being asked to become the top scholar; just learn a few more characters and you're resisting so much. Do you think working at the textile factory is easy? Most of the people there are educated and assigned to work there, some may even be children of employees from the factory's residential complex. In the future, when you meet those people and they ask you to write something and you can't, won't that be embarrassing? Also, remember, I am the one who got you this job, so you better not embarrass me."
Wang Guizhi clenched her fists and vehemently pummeled her son a couple of times.
