Inheriting a Legacy and Traveling to Ancient Times

In her previous life, Zhao Qingyan grew up in an orphanage. She unexpectedly activated a pocket dimension and began hoarding supplies. After spending all her savings, an accident transported her to...

Chapter 146 A sigh of relief

Everyone's attention was drawn to the topic Zhao Qingyan changed, and they stopped paying attention to the old couple's sweet nothings.

"Well, that's good. A wool blanket can be used as a mattress or a blanket, killing two birds with one stone."

That's good. Although the weather isn't cold now, what if it suddenly gets cold at night?

Should we bring tarpaulins? And umbrellas too. It's okay to bring less food and drinks, just in case it rains or something.

Everyone shared their opinions. In the end, taking into account Zhao Qianci's special physical condition, they prepared wool blankets, oilcloths, umbrellas, and other items.

Since a snake has appeared in the house, snake and insect repellent powder is essential.

After preparing everything, everyone went back to their rooms to rest, and the night passed without incident.

The next morning, as dawn broke, Zhao Qingyan and Madam Huang got up.

After a quick wash, I boiled another pot of water, intending to let it cool before giving it to the test takers.

As for food, sorry, it's only for two days anyway.

Anhydrous cake, sausage, washed raw cucumber, plus pickled vegetables that Zhao Qingyan bought when she stocked up in her previous life.

I put a little bit in a small jar.

The water was cooled boiled water in two water bags for each person.

As for whether there's enough to drink, just hang in there. It's only a matter of two days and one night anyway.

In fact, Zhao Qingyan really wanted to bring instant noodles, but she decided against it because there was no hot water in the dormitory.

If he brought his own small stove and charcoal in, given Zhao Qianci's unlucky constitution, it would be troublesome if he caused a fire.

As for the others, forget it. I (Grandpa) haven't even had a hot meal yet, so don't even think about it.

In the Zhao family, we now share both joy and sorrow, and face both hardships together.

The descendants want to eat good food, haha, but they'll have to hold back.

Huang could no longer bring herself to harm her old man, and Zhao Qingyan found inspiration in pulling his beard yesterday.

In ancient times, people believed that one's body and hair were given to one's parents, and they would not cut their hair unless necessary. Anyone who dared to cut their hair was considered to have a serious matter to attend to.

Zhao Qingyan knocked on the door and entered while Huang was tying Zhao Qianci's hair. She casually pulled out a few strands of Zhao Qianci's hair.

He took out a lighter and burned it right in front of the elderly couple.

As for whether Zhao Qianci can successfully enter the examination room today, he can only hope for the best.

After all, they'd tried every method that would make him bleed money, and now he had to stay in the exam hall for two more days.

If I get an external injury, I'm worried that it won't be treated properly in the examination room and could get infected, which would be a big problem.

As for the idea of ​​ambushing the old man and whipping him, Zhao Qingyan said she would never do it.

The elderly couple were speechless at Zhao Qingyan's actions.

"My dear girl, you're already being stubborn, so why did you have to burn Grandpa's hair?" Zhao Qianci asked, puzzled.

Zhao Qingyan scratched her head.

"I don't know why, but I felt that this would work, so I burned it."

You see, can we understand it this way: hair is part of the body, so burning your hair is like burning a part of your body?

"Your body has already suffered such great damage, does that mean you're done for?"

Zhao Qingyan suddenly had a brilliant idea and started talking nonsense.

Surprisingly, Huang and Zhao Qianci both thought it made sense.

Today I need to drive a horse-drawn carriage to take my family to the examination hall.

The scene was quite spectacular when the Zhao family candidates lined up for inspection.

Each person carried a bag tied with rope on their back.

Carrying a basket, they didn't look like they were going into an exam hall at all, but rather like they were preparing to go camping.

The yamen runner in charge of the inspection was quite surprised. This family was really well prepared and didn't seem to mind being tired. They had so much stuff to carry around.

It's manageable for adults, but even a seven-year-old child has to carry a thick wool blanket, which is quite tiring.

Fortunately, the little boy didn't bring an oilcloth, otherwise the yamen runners would have felt sorry for little Zhao Qingyi.

Zhao Qianci entered the examination room smoothly today and was not bumped into by anyone. Throughout the process, Zhao Qingyan and Huang's eyes were like radar, scanning their examinee.

After watching their examinee successfully enter the examination room, Huang and Zhao Qingyan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, I'm so tired."

If it weren't for your grandfather having an exam, I wouldn't have come along even if he offered me several hundred taels of silver.

It's so agonizing. Look at those dark circles under your eyes, I'm afraid to sleep at night.

"Hurry home, I want to eat crayfish, drink beer, and have a bowl of stinky snail noodles. Then I'll take a nap. Sweetie, get in the car."

Looking at Huang Shi's excited state, Zhao Qingyan realized that she was nothing like an old lady who was planning to go to sleep.

However, she also felt much more relaxed.

We've done all we can; the rest is up to fate.

The grandmother and granddaughter arrived home quickly. Huang went to park the carriage, and Zhao Qingyan locked the gate.

She doesn't plan to go out today either. Anyway, even if she doesn't leave the house for a year or ten years, she won't starve to death.

When crayfish, snail rice noodles, beer, and meat skewers were placed on the table, Ms. Huang was extremely excited.

"My dear girl, this is really delicious."

You have no idea, these days, my mouth is practically tasteless from your milk.

With your grandpa around, I dare not eat anything, for fear that if I eat something he will crave it, and I might end up in trouble.

I have to admit, your grandpa has such a bad luck.

Everything's fine normally, but exams are always a disaster. I don't even know how I've gotten through these past few days.

If we're talking about the snake incident the night before last, I really wanted to knock your grandpa unconscious with a single blow. Why bother with exams at your age?

Even if he were to pass the imperial examinations and become a scholar, let alone a mere child student, he still wouldn't be able to become an official. He's already quite old, and the court certainly wouldn't need such an old fellow to serve as an official.

To put it bluntly, he died just a few days after taking office. The reason given was his advanced age—isn't that ridiculous?

Sigh, it's just that he's wanted to take the exam his whole life but can't, it's quite pitiful. Oh well, let him try taking the exam anyway…

Huang's complaints never stopped, especially after a bottle of beer; his mouth was like a machine gun, spewing out everything.

Zhao Qingyan never expected that this grandmother would speak so much truth after drinking. It seems she has been suppressing her feelings a lot. She will have to control this old lady's drinking in the future.

If Mrs. Huang knew that her granddaughter had taken away her drinking privileges just because she complained about her husband after drinking, she would probably cry herself to death in bed.

Sure enough, she got sleepy while talking, so Zhao Qingyan helped her back to her room, draped a blanket over her, and went to the living room to continue enjoying her meal.

"The novels are all lies. They tell you about transmigrated women with a halo, loved by everyone. Look at me, I'm a thug, bodyguard, mobile warehouse, and nanny all day long."

I'm not tired enough anymore, I need to sleep too, I still want to grow taller...

Whether she was drunk from the smell of Huang's beer or genuinely tired, Zhao Qingyan's rambling became increasingly hazy.