"Xiao Yu? Why haven’t you left yet?" Han Mingyue walked out of her room to get some water and noticed that Zhen Yu, who usually tutors others every Saturday, was sitting on the sofa eating melon. Between bites, Zhen Yu responded, "Mm! Finals are on Monday, so I’m not tutoring this week." "Oh." Han Mingyue nodded and said nothing more. "Ming Yue, come over here! Eat two yuan of watermelon before you study!" Mrs. Han quickly waved her son over to join in eating the melon. "Okay." Han Mingyue sat down as his mother wanted and picked up a piece of watermelon, but didn’t rush to bite into it. "Xiao Yu, about that Wubi typing, there are some characters I can’t figure out how to split. I’ve written them all down in my notebook, could you teach me later?" "Sure." Zhen Yu ate two yuan of watermelon then stopped, washed her hands and face, and then went straight to the computer, connected the power, and turned it on. Han Mingyue returned to his room to grab his notebook and pen and sat down at the computer, facing the screen. The two of them exchanged questions and answers, and from Mrs. Han’s perspective, it looked calm and warm. Sitting on the sofa and holding the remote control, she casually flipped through channels and muttered to herself with a tone filled with pride and boastfulness. "These kids, they’ve really grown up..." "Ha! Old Han worries unnecessarily every day! Always telling me to keep an eye on them! Look, look! What’s there to see? My son is so sensible! In the past, he was definitely a chivalrous gentleman!" "Sss! Oh?" Mrs. Han’s focus just shifted from her son to Zhen Yu and she exclaimed in surprise, not changing the channel anymore. "Xiao Yu is fourteen this year, huh! How come she hasn’t had her period yet!" Mrs. Han turned her head again to take a closer look at Zhen Yu, "Tsk! If I hadn’t thought about it today, I would have almost forgotten! She looks like a young woman, so gentle and quiet! Who would think she’s still not an adult! Old Cheng is so lucky to have such a sensible girl! Unlike me, ah! How did I end up with Jiaoyang, that stinky boy..." Sunday, during dinner. While Han Jiaoyang was both helping his brother and wanting to know about Zhen Yan’s situation, he took the opportunity while setting the table to ask, "Zhen Yu! Your finals are tomorrow, will you be leaving for Qi City after that? Is your brother not coming back to town?" "Mm, I’ll leave after the exams," Zhen Yu casually replied. As summer vacation approached, Zhen Yu had been pondering when to bring up the topic of changing schools with the Han family. "Oh, him..." Zhen Yu shifted her attention slightly, "He can come back and visit anytime he wants, it’s up to him." "I’ll give Zhen Yan a call then!" Upon hearing this, Han Jiaoyang turned and ran off. Zhen Yu just watched his figure for a moment and then continued mulling over her own matters. Would it be better to speak up before the exams, or when about to leave after exams? It feels somewhat improper to announce it right before leaving! Seems I can’t delay it any longer... If she were to bring it up tonight, how could she phrase it more gently, even more gently... Despite it being a matter that would cease to trouble others and benefit both sides, why does she feel a faint sense of guilt thinking about her own change of plans... Zhen Yu sighed deeply, thinking that in the future she should try her best not to trouble others anymore! It’s too problematic! And distressing. After dinner, Mr. Han and Mrs. Han sat on the sofa digesting their meal, with the door open, covered with a mosquito curtain. Han Mingyue and Han Jiayang each moved a chair to sit outside the house to enjoy the cool evening breeze of the summer night. To avoid clashing shower times with Han Family, Zhen Yu would immediately wash up after dinner, and after tidying up, she sat down on the sofa. "Uncle and Auntie, I have something to tell you." Seeing her serious demeanor, Mr. and Mrs. Han exchanged glances. Mr. Han spoke, "What’s the matter? Tell us." "I," Zhen Yu hesitated when it was time to speak. She cleared her throat before continuing, "I’m transferring schools. After the summer holiday, I’ll stay in Qi City and start eighth grade." Mr. Han was silent for a moment before asking, "Can you keep up?" "Yes! I’ve almost finished self-studying the material." Zhen Yu was moved; Uncle Han truly cared for her as if she were his own daughter. His first concern was her education, not the reason for the transfer. Originally, Zhen Yu had prepared several noble reasons to explain why she wanted to transfer, but now she found them unnecessary. "As long as you can keep up, that’s good! The education in the city is definitely much better than the town! The students there are certainly more competitive, but don’t feel bad if you lag behind at first! Even if you perform poorly or rank lower initially, don’t feel pressured; you can catch up eventually with steady effort! Understand?" "I understand!" Zhen Yu answered with a smile, then bragged a bit, "I have a good mindset about it! Don’t worry!" Mr. Han simply nodded, it was unclear whether he believed her or not. Mrs. Han took over the conversation, "As long as your mindset is good! Xiao Yu is so smart, she won’t fall behind much!" "Hmm." Mr. Han affirmed but still admonished, "You must be patient, avoid arrogance, and remember this!" "I will remember!" Zhen Yu replied, raising her voice a bit. "Alright, go back to your room and review for your exam tomorrow," Mr. Han waved his hand, dismissing Zhen Yu to go study. "Okay! Uncle, Auntie, I’m going back to my room!" Mr. and Mrs. Han lay side by side on the kang, chatting intermittently, with their conversation revolving around Zhen Yu. Women tend to be more skeptical, and although Mrs. Han didn’t ask in front of Zhen Yu, she couldn’t stop overthinking in private. "Old Han! Why do you think Xiao Yu suddenly wants to transfer? Is she uncomfortable living with us? We’ve been good to her..." Men tend to be more straightforward. Mr. Han pondered and said, "Don’t overthink; her mom and brother are in Qi City. Probably... she feels the separation has been too long and is getting anxious." "Yes, that’s possible. Although she seems like a young woman, she’s still not an adult! It’s normal for her to feel this way." Mrs. Han pondered and changed her tune accordingly. She then thought about the social obligation, "But that computer Old Cheng gifted seems too much! Xiao Yu has only stayed here for a few months!" "I asked around, it’s worth six to seven thousand yuan! Even if we consider Xiao Yu’s suggestion of wholesale, it still wouldn’t go below five to six thousand!" Mrs. Han was astonished, "That expensive!? I thought it would cost about the same as a television!" "If the child can use it, it’s worth the expense." Mr. Han knew what Mrs. Han wanted to say. He reassured his wife, "We’ll balance the social debts slowly over time; our relationship won’t just end..." Mr. Han’s rationale made sense, and Mrs. Han nodded silently, skipping this topic and shifting the conversation.