The students were in an uproar, moved to tears, and surrounded Jin Dashan.

"Brother Dashan, you're a good man. Luckily you arrived in time, otherwise the gentleman would have really passed away, and we would have lost such a good gentleman."

"Dashan, you've become a star student at Shengming Academy, a favorite of the teachers. Don't worry, that brat Zhao Heng won't dare to bully you anymore!"

Liang Shuyan never expected that her eldest son would be so successful. In less than two months, he had gained such a high status in the school, far surpassing his old mother.

Upon seeing this, the county magistrate grabbed Zhao Heng and said, "Look at this. We both study at the same prestigious school, so why is Da Shan so beloved by everyone, while you stand here and no one even glances at you? If it weren't for your father risking his reputation, why would these people give you any face?"

Seeing this, Jin Dashan walked over to Zhao Heng and pulled the embarrassed Zhao Heng over: "Zhao Heng is from the same school as us. Although he did something wrong before, he kidnapped me to his house because he was jealous of me, but now he knows he was wrong. I hope everyone can still treat him the same as before and not reject him!"

Zhao Heng shoved Jin Dashan away, saying, "Enough, Jin Dashan. I don't need you to play the good guy. I'm just that hoodlum at Shengming Academy. So what? You all don't like me? I don't like you either!"

One of the students spoke up: "Hmph, if you didn't have a county magistrate as your father, who would even give you a second glance? Look at you, full of wicked schemes, always thinking about how to plot against others, but you don't realize you're just a useless coward!"

"Exactly, this place won't do. They're cunning and manipulative. Why should we associate with someone like you?"

Zhao Heng burst into tears, "Father, look at this! These people are so infuriating! Why are they treating me like this? Before Jin Dashan came to Shengming Academy, I was the top student there. Why is it that now that he's here, I'm being disliked?"

The magistrate ignored Zhao Heng and turned to the school manager and teacher: "Today is the last day of school for this quarter. You all pack up and go home early. Clean up the school. When school starts again, Jin Dashan will be a formal student of Shengming School!"

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

The gentleman glanced at Liang Shuyan and nodded: "Indeed, you are an extraordinary woman. Not only do you cook well, but you also raise your son so well. I have learned a lot!"

"Sir, you're too kind. It's me who should be thanking you for your guidance to my son! Well then, since everyone is here, I'll take the liberty of treating you all to my cold noodles today. It's on me, okay?"

"Great!" Everyone jumped up with joy when they heard that Liang Shuyan was going to treat everyone to cold noodles, especially the group of students who were circling around Jin Dashan.

Jin Erniu, who was standing on the other side of the road, was a little confused and had no idea what had happened. He was about to go and find out what was going on.

Liang Shuyan then brought Jin Dashan over: "Erniu, hurry up and get ready. Mom is in a good mood today and wants to treat everyone to cold noodles. Oh, and make sure to give everyone a good meal."

Erniu was completely bewildered. He had only sold a few bowls of cold noodles and hadn't even officially started selling them yet. Just as he was about to loudly hawk his cold noodles, his mother arrived with so many people. What was wrong with her?

The county magistrate and the two school stewards sat on a long bench. Zhang handed them the cold noodles with a smile: "Please enjoy, County Magistrate and the two stewards. Try it. It's my mother-in-law's cooking."

The magistrate looked up at Liang Shuyan standing to the side again, even more puzzled by the woman: "How did this country woman manage to train her daughter-in-law to be so obedient and sensible?"

The remaining students also picked up their bowls of cold noodles and stood there, chatting with Jin Dashan as they said, "Dashan, your mother's cooking is really good! This cold noodle dish is the best I've ever eaten. It's sour, refreshing, and chewy. It's so satisfying to eat in this kind of weather!"

"Yes, Dashan, this jelly is really delicious. I'll bring my mom to try it next time."

Jin Dashan, however, looked proud: "Of course! My mother's cooking skills are amazing. No matter what she makes, it always has a special quality. We all love my mother's cooking!"

Zhang looked at Jin Dashan from afar, her eyes reddening, and she kept wiping them with her sleeve.

Jin Dashan knew that it must be his silly wife who was worried about him, so he walked over to Zhang Shi and pulled her aside: "What's wrong? Are you worried about me?"

"Are you alright? My mother wouldn't tell me. I overheard it at the school gate!"

Jin Dashan was an honest and straightforward man. Not knowing how to comfort his wife, he stepped forward and gently patted her shoulder, saying, "Alright, wife, I'm fine, aren't I? You and Mother have worked hard these past few days. Once Dashan has completed his studies, you won't have to suffer anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang's tears flowed like a broken string of pearls, endlessly.

Someone noticed Jin Dashan, and two students whispered to each other, "Look, isn't that pretty woman Dashan's wife? Look, he's coaxing her now."

Jin Dashan turned around, and several students laughed loudly.

"I never imagined that our Brother Dashan would not only be a good student in the eyes of his teacher, but also a hot commodity in the eyes of his wife!"

Jin Dashan walked over, his face flushed, and put a finger to his lips, gesturing for them to stop laughing: "My wife is an honest woman, don't be embarrassed by laughing. I'm thick-skinned and tough, you can laugh all you want!"

The magistrate ate one bowl and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Auntie, is there any more? I'd like another bowl. I'll pay for this one!"

As he spoke, the magistrate placed the money bag on the table.

Zhang blushed and muttered softly, "So many people are eating, and there's less than one bowl left. What are we going to do?"

Liang Shuyan awkwardly spread her hands: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, with so many people eating, we made three large buckets in total, and there's only a little left. Please have some, and please take the money pouch back!"

"It's delicious! If my stomach were big enough today, I'd love to keep eating!"

Upon hearing the magistrate's words, everyone burst into laughter.

"Alright, thank you for the cold noodles today. I'll leave my son to you. I have some matters to attend to at the county office, so I won't bother you any longer. I'll take my leave now!"

"Yes, sir, please take care!"