"Brother, what do you read every day?" Nannan walked beside him and asked, raising her head.
"Book of Sages." Shen Yan said.
"What are the books of sages for?"
"Teach people how to behave and how to govern the world."
Nannan blinked her eyes, obviously not understanding. She asked again: "Then after you finish studying, can you become an official?"
Shen Yan was silent for a while. He thought of his mother weaving late at night under the oil lamp last night, and the sound of the shuttle was like an invisible needle pricking his heart. He remembered that the village chief came to collect the summer tax a few days ago, and his mother spent a long time saying good things with a smiling face, and then he was given an extension of half a month.
"I don't know," he finally said, "but I have to try."
