Chapter 131 Chapter 131 Injured

The examination questions for the academy are still mainly based on the Four Books and Five Classics, and test essays, poetry, and policy papers.

The source of the test questions remains unchanged, and the content of the test remains unchanged, but the way of testing is different.

Dafu recorded the test questions as usual and clearly realized that the college entrance examination was more difficult than the children's examination.

Whatever the test was about, it would become clear at a glance after reading the questions. If you knew the answer, you knew it, and if you didn’t, you didn’t.

However, this time the question is long and extremely confusing. It is necessary to extract from the question what the examiner wants to test. The first step is to examine the question carefully.

If the topic is misread, even if the content is extremely profound and rare, it is still wrong in direction.

Dafu concentrated his mind, knowing full well that everything remains essentially the same. He unraveled the mystery bit by bit, raised the test questions, and then began to answer them.

Although it was his first time to take the college entrance examination, Uncle Wu had already told him a lot about the customs of the college entrance examination. When he encountered the test questions that had increased in difficulty, he was calm and did not panic.

He answered the questions carefully and seriously. He originally thought that being locked up in the cell for three days would be unbearable, but time passed so quickly that he had no choice but to bear it.

There are many questions in the academy examination, and most of them are based on essays. It is no longer like the children's examination, which tests many poems and essays. There are also simple questions where the examinee is given a line of poetry and fills in the next line.

Dafu wrote all day long and was so exhausted at night that he packed up his answer sheets and took a short nap. Even in his dreams, his mind was still full of test questions and essays.

On the third day, he submitted his answer sheet neatly. When he walked out of the Imperial Examination Hall, he felt his whole body was weak and sore.

While in the cell, I was completely focused on the exam and didn't notice any physical discomfort.

Although his body was a little stiff and sore, as he stepped out of the gate of the Imperial Examination Hall, smelled the sweet scent of osmanthus outside, and felt the gentle autumn breeze, his body instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

"Dafu, this way!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Dafu looked up and saw Kanghe standing beside the car. Awang ran up quickly and took the book box and bedding from him.

Dafu relaxed his movements and walked quickly to greet him: "Daddy."

Kang He looked at the kid running over and couldn't help but reach out and touch the back of his head: "Are you tired?"

Dafu shook his head. "I felt a little bit when I was in the cell, but now that I'm out and breathing a sigh of relief, I feel much better."

After saying that, he raised his head with a smile. He was particularly happy to see his family when he came out of the examination room. But when he got closer, he saw that there was a dark spot under the corner of Kang He's eye and some stubble on his chin, which was obviously because he didn't shave last night.

Seeing this, his brows tightened slightly, thinking to himself, he was only going to the Imperial Examination Hall for three days, why was he so worried? He and his little father had been in the provincial capital for more than half a month before, and he didn't see his father like this when he came home. He couldn't help but feel strange.

He turned around and didn't see Xiaofu running over for a long while. He couldn't help but look around: "Why don't I see my little father and brother? Are they still in the martial arts hall?"

He figured that Xiaodie should not have any classes this afternoon, so Xiaofu would definitely come to pick him up.

Seeing Kang He alone now, he was even more surprised.

"They are at home."

Kang He's brows tightened slightly, and he put his arm around Da Fu's shoulders and said, "Let's go get in the car first."

Dafu saw that although Kang He was still calm, he could still tell that something was wrong with his expression. He couldn't help but feel nervous and grabbed Kang He's hand: "Did something happen?"

Seeing Dafu's anxious look, Kang He comforted him, "Don't worry, it's not a serious matter."

Xiao couldn't hide anything from the child, so she told him, "Yesterday, Xiaofu went to the martial arts hall to ride a horse, and the horse got a little angry and threw him off. I didn't send him to pick you up, and your father is watching him at home."

When Dafu heard what Kang He said, he almost stood up from the car, but then he realized it and sat back in the car.

His face was filled with anxiety, and his heart was even more tense. He couldn't help but ask a series of questions: "Was he riding a big horse or a small horse? Was the fall serious? Has the doctor come to see him?"

Kang He sighed, "I fell down while riding a horse, but it wasn't too serious. I just broke some flesh on my arms and legs, and my bones were hurt. The doctor went to the martial arts gym yesterday to see me and he's going to take good care of me."

After hearing Kang He's words, Da Fu felt uneasy. He always felt that his father was avoiding the main point just to comfort him.

He clenched his hands and knitted his brows. Although he knew that his brother loved to wield swords and guns and was bound to get hurt, he felt a different mood when this really happened.

Thinking that he was still full of energy when he was sent to the tribute hall three days ago, he was injured in just a few days.

Dafu was so anxious that he couldn't hear the news but couldn't see the man. He could only stick his head out to urge the driver to drive faster and faster.

When he got home, he hurriedly jumped out of the car and ran into the house.

"Little Dad, tell my uncle not to be angry and not to hit the horse. It's not the horse's fault that I fell off. It was me who didn't pull the rope tight. And even though I fell, I'm fine. I just got a few cuts, it doesn't hurt."

"I'm not hurt at all, really. If you'd let me walk, I could run around the garden three times."

Fan Jing looked a little more stern than usual. Seeing the kid on the bed chattering non-stop and actually trying to struggle to get up from the couch, his brows tightened and he pushed him back.

"You're already lying on the couch and you're still talking so much. You're not being honest at all."

Fan Jing didn't sleep all night. He tucked in Xiaofu's quilt and saw that the color on the boy's face was obviously not as bright as before. Although he didn't say anything, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

He asked softly, "Do you want some water?"

"I'm not thirsty."

Xiaofu blinked and said, "Daddy, why hasn't he come back yet? He's been out to pick up my brother for an hour. Don't let him get lost."

Dafu had already arrived at the door of the house. When he heard the little guy's voice, he felt a little relieved.

After hearing this, he walked in and said, "If it was lost, how could we see some naughty kids hurt themselves?"

When Xiaofu saw Dafu coming back, a smile appeared on his little face and he happily called him "brother".

Dafu walked over quickly and sat down beside the bed. He saw that Xiaofu, who was lying on the bed, had lost some color on his face and lips. He gently lifted the thin quilt and took a look. He saw that the little guy's left arm and right knee were wrapped in bandages.

You can faintly smell the scent of ointment.

He pursed his lips, frowned, and gently covered Xiaofu with the quilt again.

At this moment, she couldn't bear to blame him at all. She just carefully touched his soft hair and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xiaofu glanced at Fan Jing and Kang He who walked in behind him, shook his head, and turned to look at Dafu: "It doesn't hurt. It was only a little painful when the doctor bandaged it yesterday. Now I think it's almost healed."

"Brother, are you tired from taking exams these days?"

Da Fu sighed slightly and said, "You're just talking nonsense. What do you mean by a skilled doctor? I can just bandage you up and you'll be fine."

"It's better to be exhausted than to be injured during the exam."

The whole family stayed in the house with Xiaofu for a while and talked a little. The atmosphere was quite harmonious. But after a while, the little guy started yawning and said he was sleepy and wanted to sleep.

Dafu held his hand and stayed with him for a while. When Xiaofu really fell asleep, he said he would go back to the yard to wash up.

Seeing that Kang He and Fan Jing both looked unhappy, he advised them to go back to the house and have a rest. If they were tired or sick, it would be even worse if Xiaofu took care of them.

Kang He then pulled Fan Jing back into the house.

Seeing the situation at home, Dafu felt a little uneasy, so he called Awang over and asked him to tell him the doctor's diagnosis in detail.

After hearing that it was really just a scratch on the skin and no bones were broken, I felt relieved.

It's no wonder that daddy and stepfather are worried. Xiaofu has been pampered by his family since he was a child, and his skin is rarely broken. This is the first time he has suffered such a serious injury. How can they not be worried?

"Can you get some sleep? You didn't sleep a wink last night. How can your body handle staying up like this? Even though you're in good health now, you're not as good as you were in your teens or twenties."

Kang He saw Fan Jing, who had followed him back to the room, sitting by the window, one hand on the edge of the table, staring fixedly to one side, his eyes dull, his brows filled with regret and self-blame.

Seeing this person, Kang He felt very uncomfortable.

He walked over, squatted in front of the man, and stroked his brow: "The injury is not serious. If you are so nervous, the children will think it is serious."

Fan Jing raised his eyes and glanced at Kang He: "I shouldn't have allowed him to go to the martial arts school. At such a young age, it's too easy for him to get into trouble."

"Little kid, it's impossible to grow up without bumps and bruises. I can't blame you for this. Think about how many injuries you've suffered in the past, and you got through them all fine."

"How can he be the same as me?"

Fan Jing frowned.

"If you had looked at the person more carefully, you wouldn't have fallen."

Yesterday, when he came out of the classroom, he saw Xiaofu lying on the ground, unable to move for a long time. The horse was still circling beside him. He couldn't even imagine if the horse would go crazy and trample on him again.

After hearing this, Kang He felt even worse and couldn't help but feel sorry for Fan Jing.

He reached out and hugged him, stroking his back: "If you want to blame someone, blame me. I promised Xiaofu to go to the martial arts gym."

Fan Jing remained silent, stuck in a rut for a moment and refused to listen to any advice.

Kang He coaxed him for a long time. Perhaps because he had not slept all night and was anxious, he leaned on Kang He and fell into a light sleep with a frown on his face.

Smelling that the person leaning on him had calmed down in breathing, Kang He gently carried him to the bed and slept with him for a while.

When Xiaofu woke up, he opened his round eyes and saw his brother sitting on a stool beside the bed, reading a book.

The room was very quiet, and he was the only one there.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? I'll get you some food."

Dafu heard some slight noise and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the bed. He saw Xiaofu lying on the bed with his bright eyes open. He quickly put down the book in his hand and walked over.

He had finished his exam today and should have gone to Uncle Wu to report some of his test results to him, but he was worried about Xiaofu, so he asked Awang to go over and tell him and go again in two days.

Xiaofu looked at his brother in front of him. He was the only one in the room. He wrinkled his nose, his big eyes misted over, and said pitifully, "I'm not hungry, but my arm hurts. It woke me up."

Dafu saw that his eyes were watery and his nose was red, and he looked so pitiful.

Since I understood some things, I rarely saw this little guy crying. I guess he was really in pain, that's why he cried like that.

Dafu felt very distressed when he saw it, and his heart was in a knot: "Then brother will blow it for you."

Xiaofu nodded and let Dafu blow on him.

"You were so stubborn before, telling little daddy and daddy that it didn't hurt, but now you know it hurts."

Xiaofu pouted and said, "If I let my father and I know that I'm in pain, they will definitely not allow me to go to the martial arts gym anymore. What should I do if they don't allow me to ride a horse anymore?"

Dafu pinched the tip of his nose and said, "You don't remember the pain at all. Even after this, you still have the mind to worry about those things."

"If Daddy and Little Daddy don't allow you to touch books, will you not be worried?"

Xiaofu lifted his leg and said, "It hurts here too. My knee hurts so much that I can't even bend it."

Dafu didn't know where all those twisted ideas came from, so he just said, "I really can't do anything with you."

Xiaofu sniffed, tears welling up at the corners of his eyes. He wiped them away hastily, looked at the ceiling, and narrowed his eyes slightly as he said, "Although it hurts a little, only by going through pain and hurt can I grow into a real little brother. Every scar will become a symbol of my growth!"

"Now I'm a grown-up kid with scars! Brother, after today, I'll be completely different!"

Dafu saw that he still had a tearful face, but suddenly, for some reason, he seemed to exude some aura, as if he was even proud of being injured.

He couldn't help but shake his head. That's why they say that civil and military affairs are incompatible. Look at this head, who knows what he is thinking.

"Since it's already so impressive, can I stop bragging?"

Xiao Fuli failed again and begged Dafu, "Blow on me again, blow on me again, it still hurts. Daddy and Little Daddy will be here soon, so I won't be able to blow on you anymore. I'm not a delicate child."

Kang He and Fan Jing, who were standing outside the door, listened to the conversation between the two brothers in the room and looked at each other.

I really can't describe how I felt. I clearly remember that I didn't hit my head when I fell.

Xiaofu's family didn't bring any news back because they were afraid that the elders would worry about his injury.

Farm work is already complicated in the autumn month. If they knew that their loved ones were hurt, it would be strange if Father Fan and Chen Sanfang were not anxious and angry.

Only Dafu took some time off to go back and check on the two elders to avoid arousing their suspicion.

Dafu also asked Awang to buy a parrot and hang it in Xiaofu's room, so that Xiaofu could play with it while he was recuperating, to prevent the little guy from getting restless in bed and wanting to get out as soon as he turned his back.

With the parrot, he became more obedient after being entertained by it.

Shiwu heard the news and came to see Xiaofu several times. Every time he came, he brought him some rare toys.

While waiting for the results after the college entrance examination, most of the family's attention was on Xiaofu. Even Dafu no longer had the uncertain mood he had before.

Before I knew it, half a month had passed in just two days and nights, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day for the results to be announced.