Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 138 Guess
Sun Ergou's life at home is not easy. He belongs to the kind of family who doesn't care about his life even if he can't eat.

If it was said that Jiang Mixia had just heard about Sun Ergou's harsh treatment before, but since Sun Ergou came to the workshop, Jiang Mixia has actually seen it.

The members of Sun Ergou's family have never looked for him in the future, nor have they bought him a piece of clothing.

It seems that Sun Ergou has nothing to do with the family.

Sun Ergou is probably reluctant to go back to such a home for the New Year.

Jiang Mixia thought for a while, and waved at Sun Ergou, "What are you doing there in a daze? The family is about to cook dumplings, come over for dinner."

Obviously, they want to invite him to celebrate the new year together.

Sun Ergou's eyes suddenly became hot, but he still scratched his head, "Sister Xiaoxia, I..."

He still wanted to go home and take a look inside.

After all, that was home. Although he was a stepmother, his father was his real father, and that was where he grew up.

Today is New Year's Eve, so he decided to go back and have a look.

Jiang Mixia saw that Sun Ergou, who was usually decisive in his actions, was speaking hesitantly now, and roughly guessed his thoughts.

"Go quickly, if you have dumplings at home, eat them at home, if not, there are enough dumplings here." Jiang Mixia said.

The impact of the original family on people is fatal and far-reaching, and it will also make people very disgusted and hated.

But this is the case, people are emotional animals, and in the deepest part of their hearts, they still have certain fantasies and nostalgia for their original family.

Sun Ergou is probably no exception.

Jiang Mixia expressed her understanding and felt it was reasonable.

Seeing what Jiang Mixia said, Sun Ergou seemed to have found the backbone, and the original hesitation was gone, so he nodded excitedly, "I see, Miss Xia."

After saying that, it disappeared from Jiang Mixia's sight like a gust of wind.

This kid is still frizzy.

Jiang Mixia closed the door of the workshop, locked it, and completely opened the door that she had originally concealed.

Keep the door secure.

After finishing these things, Jiang Mixia went to the courtyard to continue pulling the straw.

This year's New Year's Eve is the coldest time of the year.

The north wind is not strong, but because it is cold enough, even a slight wind blows on the face, it is like a small knife cutting.

Sun Ergou was running back, wearing thick clothes and running fast, he felt very hot all over his body, even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, which made him not feel cold.

Snowflakes suddenly fell.

The small flakes of snow are sparse at first, and then gradually become denser.

When Sun Ergou arrived at the entrance of Sunjiazhuang Village, a layer of white snow had already accumulated on the ground.

Panting all the way, after entering the village, Sun Ergou's speed changed to a brisk walk.

On New Year's Eve, red lanterns are hung at the door of every house, and Sun Ergou's house is no exception.

Looking at the home he hadn't returned to for a long time, Sun Ergou felt a strange feeling in his heart, and after a pause, he raised his footsteps again.

Just when he was only a dozen steps away from the door of the house, the half-open door was slammed shut, followed by the sound of rustling and bolting.

"Father, brother hasn't come back yet."

"Don't worry about him." It was Dad's voice.

"Now he has climbed a high branch, and he eats delicious food and drinks spicy food outside all day long. The food is better than ours, and the clothes are better than yours. I heard that he even gets a lot of money every month. After so many months Thinking about sending some wages home, honoring parents, this family has long since disappeared in my heart, so why do I care about him?"

The stepmother probably felt puzzled, she gave a "bah" at first, and then cursed, "I told you a long time ago, this bastard is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, you still don't believe it, do you believe it now?"

"It's really Bai Shengyang who raised this thing, and I will just treat him as if I don't have him in the future!"

The sound from across the yard was gradually drowned out by the rustling of snowflakes falling to the ground.

Sun Ergou raised his head, there was snow falling on his face, it was icy cold.

He wiped his face with his hand, but there was not a single tear in his eyes.

The result that has already been guessed is probably nothing to be sad about.

Sun Ergou stomped his feet, shook off the excess snow on his body, and breathed hot air on his hands that were a little stiff from the cold because they were exposed outside.

It's getting late, I have to go back quickly, and I can't delay eating dumplings.

Sun Ergou raised his foot and ran faster than when he came.
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The New Year is lively and busy.

From the first day of the new year to the sixth day of worship, it is considered to have stopped at the seventh day of the year.

On the eighth day of the lunar new year, the shop opened for business, and after the fifteenth day, the year would be completely over.

The academy starts on the [-]th day of the first lunar month.

On the first day of school, the master first checked everyone's homework.

After checking for a day, Mencius Ting's brows were furrowed deeper than the ravine.

Sure enough, you can't have too much hope.

After all, the group of students couldn't remember what they said every day, and they couldn't count on anything during the holidays. At most, they didn't forget as much as he expected, so soon.

It wasn't until seeing Song Jingyun's rhythmic poems and silently written test papers that his eyes suddenly lit up.

The poetry is quite satisfactory, not very outstanding, but it is more than enough for the exam. The most important thing is the recitation and annotation of the Four Books and Five Classics.

That's enough!

When everyone let him down, Song Jingyun will never let him down.

Mencius, who was gloomy because of the homework handed in by others, listened, the haze in his heart dissipated completely, and he became joyful.

Zhang Wenbin looked at Mencius Tingna with his hands behind his back, his chin raised, his eyes longing to grow to the top of his head, and the pen in his hand paused.

Looking at the homework in his hand, Zhang Wenbin frowned.

Shouldn't he have fought for Song Jingyun to be his student?

After all, it is a great comfort to have peace of mind.
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The county government issued a notice for the county examination. Those who meet the conditions in the county and need to participate in the county examination need to go to the ceremony room of the county government to complete the registration within ten days.

Mencius Ting and Zhang Wenbin took the students of Hongle Academy who needed to take the county examination to sign up, and then prepared personal confessions, mutual guarantees, recognizances, etc., for the county government to conduct inspections and assessments.

After the relevant procedures were completed and the county government approved the release of the list of candidates, Mencius Ting and Zhang Wenbin began to fully assist the students preparing for the exam.

Song Jingyun is much more diligent than before, and Jiang Mixia can see that when he comes back every day, the time he spends studying has changed from the original quarter of an hour to half an hour.

And before going to bed, Song Jingyun would also lie on the bed, staring blankly for half an hour.

Sometimes Jiang Mixia called him, but he didn't even hear him.

This behavior of the little son-in-law aroused Jiang Mixia's interest.

(End of this chapter)