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Chapter 344 Wang Wulang Gets Beaten Up
When it was Wang Silang's turn, he said decisively, "Like my second brother, I want to be an examiner."

He didn't aspire to be a fifth-rank official, but he silently set a goal for himself: to be a person who gets things done.

As Confucius said, only those officials who do practical work can have a voice and protect their families in critical moments.

The Wang family has too many members, and someone might need protection in the future. He hopes that when he grows up, he can become a support for his family.

"Very good, then you should study hard too." Wang Dalang patted Wang Silang's shoulder. "But don't be too stressed. You're still young. It's okay to study for a few more years before taking the exam. Anyway, there are plenty of people in our family who are studying now. Even if we become officials a few years later, it won't matter."

Wang Silang smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother, I know."

He's not a bookworm; when the pressure of studying gets too much, he'll go out and have some fun to relax.

So as not to drive myself crazy.

Wang Wulang looked around and, finding no adults present, lowered his voice and said, "If I become a great general and achieve great merit, you will all share in the glory. If I die in the future, we will have another temple dedicated to a general. With two great generals from one village, the incense offerings will surely be plentiful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched several times in the back.

"What do you talk about all day long?"

"Pah, pah, pah! Quickly spit out what you just said! What sacrifice? There's no need to say such unlucky things!"

"Fifth brother, don't you deserve a beating?!"

Wang Dalang was even more helpless: "If you say that, then I won't let you become a general. If you have this idea, I will tell Grandma."

It doesn't matter if he can't stop him; just tell Grandma, and she'll have a thousand ways to prevent him from going.

Even little Ayu clenched her little fists, puffing out her cheeks: "I don't want the General's Temple, I only want Fifth Brother! Fifth Brother is bad, so I won't let you be the Great General anymore!"

Wang Wulang repeatedly begged for mercy: "I've just heard too many storytellers in town. Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore."

He hugged Xiao Ayu again, coaxing the little guy whose eyes were red: "Fifth Brother misspoke, I'm telling you no, don't be angry." Xiao Ayu snorted and turned her little head to the side, intending to ignore him for the time being.

“You all have great ideas, but has no one thought about the family?” Wang Liulang said. “Have you forgotten that our family has such a big steamed bun shop? I’ll open a branch in the future, not only selling steamed buns and mantou, but also selling meals, so that the people in the neighborhood can eat here two or three times a day.”

It's great that you can sell them and eat them yourself at the same time.

Wang Liulang had this idea a long time ago, and everyone else was also vaguely aware of it.

Wang Qilang laughed heartily: "Then I'll be Sixth Brother's accountant. Otherwise, if Sixth Brother runs the shop alone, he might go bankrupt by the time he opens it yesterday. If I help Sixth Brother reduce his losses, he'll give me a share of the profits. Maybe I can even become rich through the profits."

Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this.

The children were having a great time, completely unaware that several adults were eavesdropping right next to them, just a wall away.

As they listened to their plans for the future, the adults smiled with satisfaction.

As for whether or not to try to change their minds, that's unnecessary.

Anyway, their parents didn't interfere much when they grew up.

Children are children, and they are themselves. There's no need to make children live like a second version of themselves.

Madam Zhang muttered, "It's just that our Wulang has some issues with his thinking. I'll talk to him about it tomorrow."

There really is a general's tomb in their village, and now people are not as opposed to becoming a general as they used to be.

But having a child at home who's always thinking about sacrifice isn't good.

(End of this chapter)