Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Absurd speculation

At night, Yang Huazhong really fulfilled his promise, and after work was over, he came to the old house to see Lao Yangtou.

It happened that Yang Huaming brought some dishes and a jar of wine. When he saw Yang Huazhong coming in, Yang Huaming hurriedly greeted him.

"Third brother, you came at a good time. Let's go to the empty room next door to drink a few cups, so as not to drink here when our mother clamors to eat again. She has already eaten a big bowl of egg noodles before, so I can't eat any more." Eat it, and it will blow up if you eat it again."

Yang Huazhong didn't say anything, his eyes fell on the face of old Yang Tou.

Old Yang was no longer lying on the rocking chair, but sat in the wheelchair, put on his coat, and looked like he was planning to go to the next room to drink and eat food.

"All right!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, and the father and son came to the empty room next door.

The empty room next door used to be lived by Xiaojuan and Tie Dan, but after the fourth room was evicted, the room became vacant, with the original tables and chairs still in place.

Yang Huaming knew that old Yangtou was a fastidious person no matter where he was, even if he was drinking in this empty room, he would definitely push the old man to the biggest seat in the east.

Then he and Yang Huazhong sat on a side, took out a few side dishes from the basket and put them on the table.

A bowl of fried duck eggs with green and red peppers, a bowl of pork knuckles in sauce, a bowl of shredded watermelon with garlic, and a bowl of fried peanuts in sugar.

"Hey, Sanya made this dish? Not to mention, this dish looks good and smells good. Sanya is really good at cooking!"

Yang Huazhong glanced at the few small dishes in front of him and praised them.

Yang Huaming smiled and said: "It's just cooking, how can it compare with her third aunt's cooking skills, the third brother has won the prize."

While speaking, he patted the mud off the mouth of the wine jar in his hand, and covered Lao Yang's head first.

The transparent wine was slowly poured into the wine cup in front of Lao Yangtou, and the mellow aroma of the wine came to his nostrils. Lao Yangtou took a deep breath greedily, and his brows that had been wrinkled for four days finally relaxed at this moment.

Yang Huazhong and Old Yangtou never said a word positively from the beginning to the end, and Yang Huaming was the only one talking at the wine table.

But when Yang Huazhong came over, his attitude was to bow his head, at least in the eyes of Old Yang.

A table of meals was finished in such a peaceful atmosphere, and they dispersed. Lao Yangtou never mentioned Yang Yongxian's matter.

Perhaps, the old man had already vaguely guessed something in his heart.

After breakfast the next day, Yang Huazhong picked up his hoe and was about to go to work in the field, when Yang Huazhou came back from driving a carriage.

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old house.

The three brothers Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, and Yang Huazhou all came. The three brothers sat on one side, and they all looked at the face of Old Yang who was at the main seat. The three brothers' eyes were faintly worried.

There was a deathly silence in the room, except for the sound of teeth grinding after Mrs. Tan fell asleep on the bed.

"Cackling... creaking... creaking..."

Tan began to grind her teeth again.

Grinning his teeth, his face was ferocious.

Yang Huaming couldn't help turning his head to Tan's side, and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yang Huazhong glared at him quietly.

Do you still dare to laugh at this time?Fourth brother, you are courting death!

Yang Huaming quickly covered his mouth, he was about to suffer internal injuries while sitting there.

After a while, Lao Yangtou finally regained a trace of his consciousness from the great shock and disappointment.

The light in his eyes was completely extinguished, and his eyes were like two huge black holes, inside which was the abyss of despair.

That gaze swept over the three brothers in front of them, and it was cold and cold, conveying the overwhelming despair and loss to them continuously.

"What's going on? Why didn't you pass the exam? You obviously worked so hard, worked so hard, wrote so beautifully, and wrote gorgeous essays, why didn't you pass the exam?"

Old Yang murmured in his mouth, his voice was a little weak, as if he was an old man on the verge of death, hanging his last breath to explain the funeral to the big guys.

"Father, our Yongxian is still young, just 31 years old, and there will be many opportunities to take the exam in the future. I inquired in Changhuai Prefecture this time, and the oldest candidate among the candidates is 47 this year. He is as old as my third brother, so I say As long as you persevere, Yongxian will definitely pass the exam!"

The person who said these words of consolation was Yang Huazhou, the fifth old man who had just returned from working as the head of Huaizhou.

Old Yang shook his head dejectedly: "It's not that simple. Who are the examiners?"

Yang Huazhou said: "I really don't know about this. I just read the list at the gate of the Gongyuan. I searched all the lists but couldn't find Yongxian's name, so I came back."

"As for who the examiners are, I wonder if the third brother knows?"

All eyes were drawn to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong cleared his throat, and said: "During the Da'an exam, I heard him casually mention that it should be composed of two groups of people, one group is from the capital, and the other group should be local officials from Changhuai Prefecture. This will prevent favoritism and fraud, and strive for fairness and justice.”

Both Yang Huazhou and Yang Huaming nodded.

Old Yangtou waved his hand and said sadly: "So, as long as these local officials don't leave Changhuai Prefecture for a day, they will be disadvantageous to Yongxian when they invigilate and mark the exams."

"As long as they are around for a day, our Yongxian may not have a bright future. Hey, what a bad luck!"

Tomorrow I'm going to take a hoe to dig the boss's crouching tiger's den, what a piece of crap, there's no protection at all!

Old Yang's words really amused Yang Huaming this time.

"Father, did I hear you right? What do you mean that the examiner purposely made our Yongxian wear small shoes?" He asked.

Old Yang asked back: "Otherwise? Then why didn't Yongxian pass the exam? I think his essays at home are so good, and his handwriting is beautiful."

Yang Huaming twitched the corners of his mouth: "Father, I heard that when grading papers, the names of the candidates are sealed with fire wax, and the names of the students cannot be seen."

"Besides, those examiners and Yongxian have no hatred with our family, so why did they deliberately not let Yongxian pass the exam?"

Old Yang frowned, "Who knows what's going on in this world? Maybe someone in our family accidentally offended a big shot outside, and deliberately prevented our family from continuing to be famous!"

When the old man said this, he deliberately glanced at Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong was stunned by this look, and suddenly realized something.

The man's face suddenly sank, and he stood up: "Father, what did you say? The failure of Yongxian's exam is because he didn't have enough knowledge. What are you doing with our third room?"

"What do you mean our family accidentally offended a big shot outside? Co-author, you mean that our family's Da'an and Qing'er Tangyazi and their opponents in the court found out the relationship between Yongxian and them, so they deliberately couldn't handle it. Let Yongxian pass the exam?"

"Father, are you confused? How can you push the responsibility to our third room? Your push is too absurd and ridiculous. I'm just, really..."

Yang Huazhong was so angry that he was speechless, and Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou beside him were also staring at Old Yang with astonished expressions. They couldn't believe that the old man would make such a foolish speculation. Could it be that he was stupid? up?
(End of this chapter)