The Road to the Imperial Examination for a Poor Family Chapter 12

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I'm just a stubborn donkey, what can I do?

Mrs. Wu rubbed her hands. It was really cold today. By the way, she had to look around to see if there was any usable cotton at home. The third brother’s new coat was sold, and she had to find a way to buy his old one. You need to add some cotton to your cotton-padded jacket, otherwise you won’t be able to bear it in the cold weather.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Wu quickly got up and got off the kang. After opening her suitcase, she started rummaging around.

They have been married for decades. Without asking, Old Lintou guessed what Wu wanted to do. He thought for a while and said, "You can change my thin cotton-padded jacket for the third child to wear."

When Mrs. Wu heard this, she was furious, "How can this be done? This is Danni Erni's special treat for your fiftieth birthday."

Two years ago, when Lin Tou turned fifty, his two daughters made jackets for each of their father and mother. They used fine cotton fabric with six ounces of cotton core, so they were very warm when worn.

These are also the only good clothes for Lao Lintou and Wu.

Therefore, the couple is usually reluctant to wear them.

Fortunately for Wu, every New Year's Eve, she would take out a set, and Lao Lintou's one had always been kept in the box.

In his words, he was either in the fields or in the fields, and there were pipes and pots following him wherever he went. If he accidentally burned a hole in his new coat, it would be heartbreaking.

Therefore, Lao Lintou's new coat was basically unworn.

Mrs. Wu would definitely not change the cotton-padded jacket for Lin Sanzhu to wear according to the old man's wishes. She and her wife just had these clothes. To put it bluntly, when they were buried in the future, they would wear them as shrouds in the coffin, and they could not also give them to their children. Grow decent.

Old Lintou didn't know that his wife had already considered the two people's affairs. He opened the small cloth bag hanging on the tobacco pole and put all the cut tobacco into the bag.

Here, Wu had rummaged through the entire wooden box, but as expected, she found no useful cotton.

After closing the lid of the box, Wu was about to open the other one when she heard the sound of a door latch coming from outside the house.

It can't be that the dog is getting up.

Both of them felt incredible and quickly opened the window to look into the yard.

I saw a wooden stool at the courtyard gate, and on top of the stool was a small figure, standing on tiptoe to move the two bolts of the door.

Who else could this person be if he wasn't a dog?

Now Lao Lin stopped playing with his pipe and pot. He hurriedly got dressed and got off the kang, opened the door and hurried to the yard.

When Lin Yuanqiu heard the noise, he turned around and the wooden stool shook. Old Lintou hurriedly stepped forward to support him. When he saw his little grandson, a lot of snow had already fallen on his head. He couldn't help but said, "Yuanqiu, there will be more snow today." Going to school?"

"I have to go, the school hasn't closed for the ten-day holiday yet!"

Lin Yuanqiu wanted to laugh when he heard Old Lintou calling his name again.

Comparing the noises last night, Lin Yuanqiu can finally sum up his experience, that is, every time when he goes to school with his schoolbag on his back, Old Lintou will subconsciously call his name. Except for this time, the rest, They are all dogs.

Lin Yuanqiu couldn't help but sigh, it turns out that everything is of inferior quality, but the only one who is good at reading is that the ancients would not deceive me.

The road was slippery in the snow, and he was worried that he might accidentally fall someone. Lin Yuanqiu did not let Old Lin see him off. After waving goodbye, he walked to the clan school alone.

The time he spent on the road today was twice as long as usual. Lin Yuanqiu thought to himself that it was fortunate that the snow on the road was not thick, otherwise he would have had to stay at home.

The prince sat in the class room early, rain or shine, as usual.

"Good morning, Master!" Lin Yuanqiu gave a standard student salute.

This is what Mrs. Wang taught them on the first day of school. They should clasp their hands in front of their chests, which is lighter than cupping fists but heavier than cupping hands. The body should be slightly bent forward. In this way, it is a standard student etiquette.

When Lin Yuanqiu got up and walked to his seat, he realized that he was the first to arrive. It seemed that the snow today gave people a reason to stay in bed.

Without thinking any more, Lin Yuanqiu took out the "Three Character Classic" from his book bag, opened it, and prepared to read it from beginning to end.

But then, Lin Yuanqiu felt that it was necessary for him to tell his wife that he had bought the book and that he also had pen, ink and paper, so as not to have the reputation of a miserable child on his forehead. It was really unnecessary.

Coughing, Lin Yuanqiu cleared his throat, then stood up, "Master, the student's father bought the Three Character Classic for the student yesterday."

Master Wang looked at the "Three Character Classic" in Lin Yuanqiu's hand, and then nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Master, my father also bought me pen and ink."

Putting down the Three Character Classic, Lin Yuanqiu took out the pen and ink and showed it to the Master.

Mrs. Wang then nodded, yes, yes, yes.

Lin Yuanqiu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

By the way, he still has something to say.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuanqiu stood up again, "Master, there is still a large roll of white paper at the student's home."

The proud expression and small face showed the childishness of the child vividly. Lin Yuanqiu didn't know how childish his actions were. He only felt that after the report, he felt refreshed.

It seems that caring about face has nothing to do with age. He has always been regarded as a typical representative of a bitter child by his classmates' parents, and he is also very annoyed, okay?

Mrs. Wang couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

When Lin Yuanqiu came in just now, he saw that the book bag he was carrying was no longer as light and clinging to his body as before. He was wondering if the book had been bought, and he was about to ask, but he didn't have time to say anything. The little guy told him everything.

Mrs. Wang suppressed a smile. She, a student who pretended to be mature, finally looked like a child today.

After about two cups of tea, about ten more students came one after another.

After that, no one came.

I think it was all blocked by the snow.

Looking at the snow that had not yet stopped outside, Mrs. Wang felt that almost all the students who were supposed to come had already arrived, so she asked everyone to close their books and started taking roll call.

This has never happened before. At that moment, some students wanted to bury their heads in their stomachs to avoid being pointed out by the master.

However, this is not something that can be avoided if you want to.

The first person whose name was called was Lin Yunan.

Master Wang said: "You learn when you are young, and you act when you are strong."

Lin Yun'an scratched his head and continued hesitantly, "From the top to the king, down to the bottom... Zemin, spread your reputation, show your parents, light... in front of you, prosperous, prosperous..."

After a long time, there was no room for anything.

Mrs. Wang had a sullen face and walked over with a ruler in hand. Lin Yunan had no choice but to extend his hand honestly, with the palm facing up.

I could only hear the sound of "pah pah pah", and the palm of my hand was hit three times with a ruler. Just hearing the sound made me feel severe pain.

At this time, everyone's heads were almost at the same level as the table. If I had known that this would happen today, I might as well have stayed on the kang and not come back.

"Lin Wenjin!" Master Wang walked to the front row, "One is ten, ten is hundreds, hundreds are thousands, thousands are tens of thousands."

Lin Wenjin hurriedly took over, "Three talents, heaven, earth and people, three lights, sun, moon and stars, three principles, righteousness between king and minister, father and son..."

Mrs. Wang nodded and asked him to sit down.

Lin Wenjin was very proud of not being hit by the ruler. He turned to look at Lin Yuanqiu aside, hoping that he would be the next person whose name was called by the master.

In this way, he could see Lin Yuanqiu being beaten with a ruler.

So when Master Wang called Lin Yuanqiu, Lin Wenjin's eyes narrowed, and they were already in line.

Lin Yuanqiu didn't notice the gloating eyes of his deskmate. He had a habit of being able to calm down and do one thing.

As long as you invest, you will basically be in a state where it is difficult for outsiders to disturb you.

This is also the main reason why he has always had excellent academic performance in his previous life.

Just like just now, although he was not the one reciting it, Lin Yuanqiu was already explaining it in his mind while listening.

Master Wang had his hands behind his back and the ruler was placed on the desk not far from Lin Yuanqiu.

“Grown from the earth, there are plants and trees, and these plants are found all over the land and water.”

Lin Yuanqiu continued, "There are insects, fish, birds and beasts. These animals can fly away. Rice, rice, millet, millet, and millet. These six grains are eaten by people. Horses, cattle, sheep, chickens, dogs, and hogs. These six animals are fed by people." …”

Before Master Wang asked him to stop, Lin Yuanqiu continued to recite it, and he stopped only after reciting "It's a warning, you should try your best".

At this time, Lin Wenjin's mouth opened wide in surprise.

He never expected that Lin Yuanqiu would recite all the rest. You know, he just learned this yesterday.

Also, doesn’t he have no books? How can you remember this?

This was something that Master Wang had not expected. He had just briefly talked about it yesterday. Unexpectedly, Lin Yuanqiu actually memorized it all. This shows that he has an amazing memory.

However, the more he realized this, the more regretful he felt in his heart. Imperial examinations have always required knowledge and money.

Without the support of money, no matter how good the knowledge is, it can only be buried.

Alas, what a pity!

Lin Yuanqiu didn't know what Master Wang was thinking at this time. After the morning class, he put his book bag on his back and hurried home to have breakfast.

In fact, he could put his book bag in the classroom, but Lin Yuanqiu didn't dare to do that. His cheap dad finally managed to get all the books and ink for him, so he felt more at ease if he took them all with him.



Seeing his little cousin coming back with a schoolbag on his back, Lin Yuanbai ran over quickly, then grabbed a few hawthorns from his bulging pocket and said, "Brother Gouzi, here you go!"

Lin Yuanqiu could no longer complain about being called a dog.

Just be a dog, it's easy to make a living with a bad name anyway.

Then bless yourself to thrive in ancient times.

Speaking of which, the reason why I chose the nickname Gouzi in the first place was because I thought it would be easier to make a living with a nickname.

Originally, Lin Yuanqiu had two older brothers, but unfortunately one of them died of smallpox when he was seven years old.

The other one, while still in infancy, had a fever and died.

So when Lin Yuanqiu was born, the frightened Lin Sanzhu immediately gave his son a nickname that was easy to support, and called him Gouzi.

"Fourth brother, are you going to the back mountain?"

Lin Yuanqiu saw that the toes of Lin Yuanbai's shoes were all wet, and thought that these hawthorns were picked from the mountains.

On a snowy day, the originally inconspicuous hawthorns immediately stand out against the white snow. Therefore, at this time, many children will go to the mountains to pick fruits.

"Shh!" Lin Yuanbai hurriedly made a motion to silence himself.

If his mother knew that she ran to the back mountain in the snow, she would definitely be beaten.

Lin Yuanqiu took the red hawthorn and asked Lin Yuanbai, "Is it sour?"

He is most afraid of acid.

Lin Yuanbai shook his head, "It's not sour at all!"