Chapter 197: Chapter 197

Gong Ruini was not at the dining table, and Cai Ming was genuinely worried. He was concerned that maybe his words yesterday were too harsh; otherwise, why hadn’t Ni Zi gotten up?

Before, this girl would wake up early every day to paint and write. Although everyone said maybe she was tired, why did it have to happen right after their talk?

What if the girl couldn’t figure things out or understand clearly? Cai Ming suddenly felt that he shouldn’t have meddled and insisted on having a conversation with Ni Zi.

Moreover, Ni Zi’s situation hadn’t reached a dire point. The way she interacted with the other kids was usually not problematic.

If there really were issues between them, it’s impossible that his brother-in-law and the others hadn’t noticed. Thinking this, Cai Ming truly regretted it. It was fine if nothing happened to Ni Zi, but what if something did?

Gong Ruini was unaware of her uncle’s inner turmoil. After tidying herself up and transforming back into a pretty little girl, she quickly ran into the room.

"Good morning, Grandma."

"Good morning, Mom, Aunt Zhan, Uncle."

"Good morning, Brother Xu Ran, Brother Guangran." She spoke with a strong and energetic voice, as usual.

Had this girl figured things out, or was she as carefree as Zhao Guangran? Zhao Xuran was startled by Gong Ruini’s cheerful greeting.

It was truly beyond expectation, especially with her beaming smile, as bright as the June sun.

Cai Ming let out a long sigh of relief at Gong Ruini’s smile. Ni Zi seemed to have recovered, with no oddities caused by his words.

"Thank you, Uncle." Gong Ruini walked to Cai Ming’s side and softly thanked him.

Although it might seem curious to others after they heard it, Gong Ruini just wanted to thank Cai Ming. If it weren’t for him, she wouldn’t have realized the seriousness of the problem.

Ni Zi thanking him? Cai Ming was quite surprised; did this mean Ni Zi had figured things out?

This made Cai Ming breathe a sigh of relief. A Ni Zi who understood was good, otherwise, he’d be worried.

"Ni Zi, are you okay?" Cai Meina brought breakfast over to Gong Ruini and was shocked by her tired appearance.

Why was her complexion so pale? What happened? "You..."

Cai Meina was going to say there was no need to work so hard, draw a little less, but then, remembering Hua Miaozhu was present, she felt embarrassed to say it.

"Mom, I understand now." Gong Ruini indicated that she wouldn’t make the same mistake again in the future, and that painting was her interest. As long as she could improve, why did she need Hua Miaozhu’s praise?

Gong Ruini never thought she needed to become a famous painter in the future, so there was no need for excessive ambition.

Zhao Guangran was startled to see Gong Ruini looking so tired, as he had always thought of her as being all kinds of smart, learning everything faster and better than him.

Seeing Gong Ruini now, Zhao Guangran suddenly felt that behind every supposed intelligence was a lot of effort, such as staying up late to paint or waking up early to practice calligraphy.

Contrasting himself, Zhao Guangran admitted that he hadn’t put in as much effort, "Oh, right, Ni Zi, we’re going to take an assessment at school tomorrow."

"If we pass, we’ll be first-graders." Despite his earlier worries and displeasure over the need for yet another assessment, after hearing his brother’s explanation, Zhao Guangran was delighted.

It turned out that what they learned at home was much harder than what school taught. Passing the home assessment meant the school test wouldn’t be a problem.

This thrilled Zhao Guangran, ensuring his school performance wouldn’t be poor, and maybe even allowing him to excel.

Zhao Guangran considered himself someone who needed to save face. It was fine if he couldn’t match his big brother and Gong Ruini, but he could not be worse than others and let them think he was just a fool.

Zhao Guangran thought he would surely be dignified at school, receiving praise from all the teachers.

Gong Ruini’s grades being better than his often led his father to praise Ni Zi, making him seem useless in comparison.

Zhao Guangran decided he should also let his classmates experience his pain, aiming to become the kid whose good grades other parents mentioned.

Poor Zhao Guangran failed to remember one crucial detail: he and Gong Ruini were the same age. With Gong Ruini there, his time to shine would always be overshadowed.

Gong Ruini was unaware of Zhao Guangran’s scheming; she was just surprised that they’d be going to school tomorrow afternoon. The prolonged silence had led her to believe news wouldn’t come until September, so this was unexpected.

But it’s already mid-March, does Northeast Primary School start this late? Gong Ruini remembered that winters in the Northeast were long, so the winter break there often coincided with the summer vacation. But it couldn’t be that school hadn’t started by now. Content orıginally comes from novel·fire.net

Could it be that Uncle Zhao Gang forgot to talk to someone about this before, and only remembered after school had started?

Gong Ruini couldn’t help but feel relieved that they only had to go to school for the test, otherwise, just dropping in like that might have shocked many people.

"Okay, I won’t take a nap tomorrow afternoon." This wasn’t ideal; why couldn’t the exam be in the morning instead, so she could have her nap?

Since her transmigration, Gong Ruini’s body had gotten used to needing a nap every day. Without it, she’d feel all sorts of discomfort throughout the day.

Thanks to the daily nap, Gong Ruini was really worried whether she could cope otherwise, as the daily pressure was immense.

"We’ll definitely pass the test." Zhao Guangran, recalling that Gong Ruini might not know their visit to school was for an exam, kindly informed her.

Though Zhao Guangran hadn’t experienced it, Zhao Xuran had, and had just explained it to Zhao Guangran.

Why hadn’t Zhao Guangran waited for Gong Ruini to come out and say something? In his view, such a super simple exam would be a piece of cake for Gong Ruini; if she couldn’t even pass that, Zhao Xuran would die laughing.

If it came to a situation where only one of them, Zhao Guangran or Gong Ruini, could be admitted, it would surely be Zhao Guangran who didn’t make the cut.

Watching Zhao Guangran talk incessantly to Gong Ruini, Zhao Xuran initially thought she might grow impatient, yet was surprised to see no sign of that at all even after a long while.

Could the conversation with Cai Ming yesterday have made her realize her mistakes and change by today?

That was too fast, wasn’t it? Gong Ruini was still just a child. Zhao Xuran really couldn’t understand what had happened.

But no conflict was good; seeing the two of them, one talking and the other listening, was quite a nice scene. Otherwise, if they started arguing, Zhao Xuran would find it a headache.

Gong Ruini didn’t react with objections or dissatisfaction? As Zhao Guangran spoke enthusiastically, he was actually anxious internally; he had expected her to propose some opinions, but not receiving any was confusing.

Zhao Guangran wouldn’t believe Gong Ruini had suddenly become nice, so he suspected she was planning to hit him hard in some way.

Realizing this made Zhao Guangran more cautious; he couldn’t afford to let Gong Ruini bully him, or he’d lose face.