Yang Xiaohai groggily opened his eyes when he saw the sunlight coming in from the paper windows. Then he got out of his blankets and started wearing his clothes.1

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He pushed open the door to the kitchen and stared at the water in the water jar. Feeling that it wasn’t enough, he picked up a shoulder pole and two buckets before heading out.0

“My Senior Brothers and Sisters will need water to wash up after they wake, and I also need to cook congee today, so that amount of water wouldn’t have been enough,” muttered Yang Xiaohai.0

As someone who used to be an assistant within the Zephyr Temple, even though Yang Xiaohai was only ten years old, he could do every household chore, including sewing, washing, cooking, and repairing clothes. He even knew the medicinal properties of some of the ingredients that...0