Around 9 a.m., Shen Yuan's uncle's house suddenly became much more crowded.
Shen Yuan's family was quite large, all things considered.
Shen Songde had four children. Shen Yuan's father was the third, followed by an aunt.
"Bro!"
Zhao Yueyang ran over excitedly the moment he saw Shen Yuan.
Watching his younger cousin run toward him, Shen Yuan broke into a brilliant smile.
"Full of energy, I see!"
Zhao Yueyang chuckled. "You know it!"
Shen Yuan's smile grew wider. "What did you get on your last monthly exam?"
Zhao Yueyang's smile immediately vanished. "Bro, it's a holiday. Can we not talk about this?"
"You're a damn first-year in high school now. Don't you care at all?"
Shen Yuan had barely finished speaking when his younger aunt came over, poked Zhao Yueyang on the head, and said earnestly, "Exactly! Listen to your cousin! You need to focus more on your studies! Look at him, his grades are so good. You need to learn from him!"
