Part-time female officer of the rebirth spiritualist

Chapter 1 Possessing a Fading Star (1)
Pain, like the whole body fell apart.

Zhao Yun tried her best to prop up her eyelids, and her vision gradually changed from blurred to clear.Empty cramped cabins, wooden cabinets, wooden beams, exposed black tiles... everything looks like a rural earthen house from a long time ago, without any trace of modern civilization.

"Little girl is awake." A muffled voice sounded, with a calm and heavy tone.

"Poor thing, look at her pale face, she really lost a lot of blood this time, and she needs to be mended. What if there are sequelae in the future? The mistress desperately wants to give birth to her, but no matter what Wouldn't have thought that this family would become like this. Zhao Qingyuan died, and her elder brother Zhao Qi hated her again. Although his second brother Zhao Lin was close to her and took care of her as much as possible, he went to private school during the day, and she was bullied by that wicked woman I can't help you anymore." The slightly soothing and soft voice answered, the words were full of sighs and heartache.

"Even if Zhao Lin is here, there is nothing he can do. No matter how annoying that woman is, he is his sister-in-law. The so-called elder sister-in-law is like a mother, and Zhao Lin has no room to speak out if she wants to punish the little girl."

"Zhang, you are too soft-hearted. Who can blame this little girl for suffering? The mistress died because of giving birth to her, and Zhao Qingyuan was in a trance because of the death of the mistress. Otherwise, how could he be hit to death by a carriage? Zhao Qi would not be filial. And missed the scientific research that year, and wasted these years." The rough voice was full of reason and calmness, it paused and continued: "However, maybe this is fate."

"In the past few years, Zhao Qi's knowledge is obviously much deeper, and it may not be any worse than his father Zhao Qingyuan. Therefore, it is not all a bad thing to miss the scientific examination back then. Moreover, Zhao Lin will also be with him this time. In the next exam, maybe we can write a good story about brothers and sisters who are talented in Qizhong."

"If that's the case, Zhao Qingyuan might be able to jump out of the coffin happily."

"That's right, Zhao Qingyuan himself only got a reputation as a scholar. Before the hostess died, he said that he had no hope of raising others, and that he could not be an official. It is a regret in his life. I pin all my hopes on Zhao Qi and Zhao Lin. If the two brothers can really both become scholars , he is underground, and he can rest in peace for a while."

"..."

The topic was a bit heavy, and there was a silence in the room.Zhao Yun was a little dumbfounded when she heard that, she just found an excuse to slip away because she was speechless to that hypocritical blind date.How could it be another person in the blink of an eye?Moreover, from what they said, the original body is still a full-fledged god, broom star!

……

"It's still too early to say these things. What I'm worried about is the funds for rushing to the exam and where the two brothers will go to raise funds. The land at home has been sold out a few years ago. Although Zhao Qi was introduced by Mrs. Zhu, he temporarily went to Fang's house. Jiaxue has become an enlightenment teacher and has a monthly salary of two pennies, but this amount of money is not enough to cover the expenses of two people taking the exam at the same time."

"Hey, if you want me to say, you are a scholar who is useless. How glamorous were we before the mistress died? Now, we are almost dilapidated."

"That's a scholar without fame. With fame, money will come naturally."

"To be an official, at least you have to be a candidate. If the two brothers are as bad as Zhao Qingyuan, why can't they fail the provincial examination?"

"Bah, bah, you crow's mouth, Zhao Qi and Zhao Lin have a bright future, don't be cursed by you."

There was a lot of noise, and there was a lot of chatter in the room.

Zhao Yun thought that the 'old' owner of this house was quite popular, so she said in a simple and honest voice: "It's not true that there is no money. Before the hostess died, she buried a box under the wall of the bedroom. There were many things in it. Less silver."

(End of this chapter)