12dz Chapter 274 Have you borrowed all the books?
Chapter 274 Have you borrowed all the books?
With a soft creak, the courtyard gate slowly opened, revealing Xu Shuhui standing at the entrance.
When she saw Ye Wentao outside the door, a kind and friendly smile immediately bloomed on her face:
"Good morning, Xiao Ye! Come find Zhao Di. It's cold outside, come in and warm up."
As she spoke, she opened the courtyard gate and asked Ye Wentao to push the bicycle into the yard.
"Thank you, Grandma Xu."
After politely thanking him, Ye Wentao pushed his bicycle into the yard.
"Zhaodi, Xiaoye is here to see you!"
Xu Shuhui called out to the house while closing the courtyard gate.
"Here you are, Grandma!"
As a crisp reply rang out, Zhao Zhaodi hurriedly ran out from the inner room, and her eyes lit up when she saw Ye Wentao.
"Ye Wentao, come in quickly! Have you borrowed all the books?"
Zhao Zhaodi saw from afar that the person approaching was Ye Wentao, and quickly stepped forward to take the book from his hand.
Ye Wentao deftly pushed the bicycle slowly into the yard and then parked it steadily.
Then, he bent down and carefully loosened the ropes binding the books on the back seat. He then gently took the heavy books off the back seat one by one and handed them to Zhao Zhaodi.
"Yeah, I've borrowed all the books! And I even brought my own notebook, it might come in handy. If you encounter anything you don't understand, just ask me."
As Ye Wentao spoke, he deftly helped Zhao Zhaodi carry the stacks of books into the house.
Before long, the two arrived together in the spacious and bright main room.
Upon entering the room, Ye Wentao, without even taking a moment to rest, immediately began to enthusiastically introduce Zhao Zhaodi to the general content, key chapters, and related precautions of each book.
Meanwhile, he methodically organized the books and notes, neatly stacking them on the table.
After everything was arranged, Ye Wentao stood up with a sigh of relief and smiled at Zhao Zhaodi, saying:
"Alright, Zhao Zhaodi, I've said everything I needed to say, so I won't bother you any longer while you're studying. I'm going back now."
However, at that moment, Ye Wentao seemed to suddenly remember something, paused slightly, turned to look at Zhao Zhaodi and asked:
"By the way, Zhao Zhaodi, are you planning to stay home and read quietly today, or would you like to come to the library with me?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhaodi pondered for a moment, then raised her head, a bright smile spreading across her face, and replied:
"Thanks, Ye Wentao. I plan to browse through these books at home first, just to get a general idea of what I'm doing. If I encounter any problems I don't understand, I'll come back and ask you for help."
After saying that, she personally escorted Ye Wentao to the courtyard gate and waved goodbye to him.
The morning sun shone on the quiet town streets as Ye Wentao nimbly mounted his slightly old but well-maintained bicycle.
He gently pushed off the pedal, and the wheels slowly began to turn. As the speed gradually increased, Ye Wentao's figure gradually receded into the distance until it disappeared at the end of the street corner.
Meanwhile, Zhao Zhaodi hurriedly returned home, carrying the books Ye Wentao had given her, and went straight to her room.
She eagerly picked up the books Ye Wentao had given her from the table and quickly began to read them.
Time seemed to stand still. Zhao Zhaodi spent the entire morning immersed in the ocean of knowledge in the study, eagerly absorbing the nourishment from the books.
These books covered a wide range of fields and topics, but Zhao Zhaodi read them with great interest.
Most of the content was not difficult for her to understand, given her intelligence and eagerness to learn. Even when she encountered some obscure parts, fortunately, Ye Wentao had taken very detailed notes in the book.
As long as she calms down and studies carefully, those originally difficult knowledge points can be easily understood.
As the Spring Festival approaches, every household is busy with various preparations, such as decorating with lanterns and buying New Year's goods...
However, all this hustle and bustle seemed to have nothing to do with Zhao Zhaodi.
She devoted herself to the books Ye Wentao had given her, carefully noting down every part she didn't understand in her notebook, intending to ask him for help when she met him.
Meanwhile, Ye Wentao did not rest after returning home.
He knew that to help Zhao Zhaodi better understand the knowledge in the book, he himself had to have a deeper understanding of the relevant content first.
So he contacted his classmates everywhere, asking them to tutor him in the mathematics department's professional courses.
She buried herself in her studies every day, hoping to become a better answerer for Zhao Zhaodi.
Days passed, and Zhao Zhaodi spent several days and nights in the study.
That morning, sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Zhao Zhaodi's face. She stretched, got up, ate breakfast, and then dialed Ye Wentao's phone number.
After exchanging a few words, the two agreed to meet at the town's library.
When Zhao Zhaodi arrived at the library, Ye Wentao was already waiting there. Upon seeing Zhao Zhaodi enter, Ye Wentao immediately stood up and offered her the seat next to him.
The library was quiet and peaceful. Zhao Zhaodi sat down and took out her notes. Ye Wentao quietly sat down next to her and began to patiently explain.
He explained those profound words in a soft voice, his voice steady and magnetic, which made Zhao Zhaodi look up and linger on his face.
Ye Wentao patiently answered every question, and even shared his own insights and feelings from time to time, which gave her a new understanding of those difficult concepts.
As Zhao Zhaodi listened, the confusion on her face gradually faded, replaced by a smile of sudden understanding.
With Ye Wentao's company, Zhao Zhaodi's confusion gradually dissipated, and Ye Wentao's erudition also made her look at him with new respect.
His voice was deep and gentle. Their heads were close together, and Ye Wentao's fingers lightly traced the pages of the book, which Zhao Zhaodi's eyes followed closely.
Their conversations occasionally drew sidelong glances from those around them, but they remained oblivious, immersed in the ocean of knowledge.
After Ye Wentao's detailed explanation, Zhao Zhaodi cleared up all her doubts.
The two rode their bicycles together towards Zhao Zhaodi's house.
When they arrived at Zhao Zhaodi's house, the two jumped off their bicycles.
"Ye Wentao, thank you. Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"
Zhao Zhaodi said politely.
"No need to thank me, I won't go in. You go in, I'm going home now."
Ye Wentao smiled and said, then waved to Zhao Zhaodi, got on his bicycle, and left.
Winter break passed quickly, and it's back-to-school season again.