Jiang Xiaoxing's answer was clear and simple - yes.
When Jiang Youfu and Yang saw that Jiang Xiaoxing was very satisfied with Zhu Yongwu, they said nothing more and just arranged for the matchmaker to start making arrangements for the rest of the matter.
It's now the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Zhu Guangtai came that day, carrying a bamboo basket in his hand. When he got to the yard, he shouted loudly, "Uncle Yang."
"Guangtai is here." Ms. Yang was washing pot lids and other items. She wiped her hands on her apron and came over, "Why are you here now? Your cheeks are red from the cold. Come on. Warm up the house."
"No, no, I'm here to deliver something, put it down and leave." Zhu Guangtai put the small bamboo basket in Yang's hand, "It's walnut and jujube cake, Aunt Xing's favorite."
Ever since Jiang Xiaoxing and Zhu Yongwu's wedding was arranged at home, things had always been sent here and there, either for Jiang Xiaoxing or for the old couple, and the things they sent were almost never the same.
Apart from anything else, this intention alone is already very rare.
Yang grinned, "Did your father ask you to send it?"
Zhu Guangtai scratched his head a little embarrassed, "I bought this with my pocket money. Aunt Xiaoxia happened to go to town every day, so I asked Aunt Xiaoxia to buy it back."
Yang was stunned for a moment, feeling warm in her heart. She reached out and rubbed Zhu Guangtai's little head, "Have you given the pocket money you worked so hard to save to your little aunt Xing?"
"Of course, Aunt Xing will be my mother from now on. I am my mother's son, so I should be more filial." Zhu Guangtai straightened his chest, looking like a man, "If mother and father are If I have children in the future, I will be their eldest brother. As the eldest brother, I naturally have to set an example and teach them to respect their mother and father."
He is obviously still young, but he says such sensible things.
This is the most heartwarming move.
As Yang got older, his eye sockets became shallower and shallower, and a few hot tears fell down in an instant.
"Why is Uncle Yang crying?" Zhu Guangtai was a little surprised.
"I didn't cry, I didn't cry. The wind was so strong in winter that I lost my eyes."
Mrs. Yang wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, "It just so happens that your Aunt Xing went to the county town with your uncle today and is not at home. I will collect this walnut and jujube cake for her first and tell her when I get back."
"Okay." Zhu Guangtai grinned, "Uncle Yang, please do your work first. I have to go back quickly. Uncle Ergou and the others are still waiting for me."
Sun Ergou didn't have much work to do after Laba. At this time, he could only hang out in the workshop every day. To pass the time these days, he made an appointment with Zhu Guangtai to play Cuju.
"Go." Yang sent Zhu Guangtai out of the house.
Seeing Zhu Guangtai running away like a gust of wind, Yang sighed.
Zhu Yongwu taught Zhu Guangtai very well.
It shouldn't be difficult for Xiaoxing to marry such a father and son.
Yang thought so.
The holiday here in the academy is scheduled for the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Before the holidays, the Master assigned homework for the Chinese New Year period.
According to everyone's daily reading status, the homework assigned by Master is different for everyone.
When he arrived at Song Jingyun's place, Mencius not only gave him several books that he had copied and asked him to read them carefully, but also asked him to write a certain number of poems during the New Year.
In addition, Meng Ziting gave Song Jingyun a stack of paper alone.
It is densely packed with words. If you look closely, you can see that they are passages and explanations from the Four Books and Five Classics, as well as some simple rhymed poems.
You can tell that this should be a test paper for the exam.
The imperial examination system at that time was extremely strict, and no test papers, even those who had passed the examination, would be lost among the people. However, among the people who took the examination, there were always some who had good memories and could write down a few words silently after the examination.
Especially those who passed the exam with excellent grades and were from poor families would write down the test papers they had passed after the exam and sell them to private schools or colleges in exchange for some money so that they could continue their studies.
The handwriting on these test papers is different, and I guess that’s how they came about.
Jiang Michia looked at the test papers that Song Jingyun brought back and raised her eyebrows, "Master asked you to read this. Isn't it because he wants you to take the county examination after the Chinese New Year?"
"Well, Master said you can give it a try."
Song Jingyun replied, "Master mentioned that the exam time is probably in February. One month before the exam, the county government will post an announcement. You have to pay attention to it and go to the county government's ceremony room to register in time."
Jiang Michia was silent for a while.
The county examination is the first examination in the entire imperial examination. Compared with the entire imperial examination system, the county examination is naturally the most basic and simple.
But after all, Song Jingyun had only read the book for a few months. Although he had a good memory, many things he said were clear and logical, and seemed to be quite insightful.
But after all, these are just daily performances. When it comes to the examination room, you really can't tell what will happen.
But seeing Song Jingyun in high spirits, Jiang Michia naturally couldn't express her concerns, so she only encouraged Song Jingyun, "Since Master has said so, I think you can do it, so let's give it a try."
"Yeah!" Song Jingyun nodded excitedly when he saw his wife saying this, "I will definitely study hard during this period."
Live up to the expectations of my wife and wife!
So, during the Chinese New Year, Jiang Michia saw a diligent and studious Song Jingyun.
The time I used to spend reading after school for a quarter of an hour was extended to an hour.
Half an hour in the morning and half an hour in the afternoon.
The rest of the time, I either helped Jiang Michia and Mr. Liu pack things for the New Year, or followed Jiang Chunyu, Sun Ergou and Zhu Guangtai to play Cuju on the street.
And because of playing Cuju, Jiang Chunyu and Zhu Guangtai came to complain.
The reason for the complaint is that as long as Song Jingyun comes to play Cuju, others will no longer want to encounter Cuju, they will only watch, and the sense of participation in Cuju will plummet.
Jiang Michia had to persuade Song Jingyun to let the children relax a little while playing Cuju.
It's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.
Starting from noon on New Year's Eve, the crackling of firecrackers started to sound in the village.
The sound of fireworks and firecrackers mixed with the strong smell of gunpowder form a strong New Year flavor.
Seeing the sun setting in the west, some New Year's Eve dinners were served early, and by now the dumplings were already in the pot.
Jiang Michia's family also finished making the last plate of dumplings and discussed the time to eat dumplings later.
Jiang Michia went to pull the wheat straw from the wheat straw pile, preparing to light a fire for the stove later, when she saw through the courtyard door that there were still people in the bamboo weaving workshop opposite.
Jiang Michia was a little curious, so she went to take a look, and saw Sun Ergou wandering in the yard of the bamboo weaving workshop.
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