Starting as a Mute Girl? I Thrive in Famine Years

Special forces operative Jiang Huaixu transmigrated, becoming a seemingly dull and mute girl.

Her grandmother secretly abused her and even planned to sell her off? Jiang Huaixu was furious, d...

Chapter 275 County Examination

"Second brother, you are so awesome!"

"Brother, are the questions easy? If they are, I want to try them too!"

"You said a few days ago that you would grow peppers and potatoes in the future..."

"Isn't it good? I've been taking care of the greenhouse that my youngest sister left behind. Maybe it will bear fruit in a few days! It won't affect my exams!"

"Third brother is bragging!"

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They returned to Jiuxi Village in a lively manner. Soon the whole village knew that Jiang Erlang had ranked first in the county exam, and the whole village was in an uproar.

After sending all the villagers away, Jiang Zhengmao, still slightly tipsy, approached Jiang Erlang and asked, "Erlang, when is the provincial exam? Where is it?"

Jiang Erlang helped his uncle, who was stumbling a little, and said gently, "The exam will be held in Ganzhou. The provincial exam will be held in early April, and the academy exam will be held at the end of the month."

Jiang Zhengmao shuddered and sobered up a little.

He counted on his fingers and said, "We have to go to Ganzhou in advance, in late March. Coincidentally, someone from the Zhou family next door has passed the county exam. When you get to Ganzhou, you can go together and rent a courtyard. It will save you some money if you go together... I'll go to Dafeng Village next door to find Zhou Lizheng."

Jiang Zhengmao was about to leave in a hurry, but was stopped by Jiang Erlang, "Uncle, there's no rush for this matter. You're drunk, so it's better for you to go back and rest early."

Reaching out and patting his head, Jiang Zhengmao said, "Then I'll go find Zhou Lizheng tomorrow."

After sending his uncle home, Jiang Erlang returned to his desk, ground ink and spread paper, and wrote three long articles. After reading them word by word to make sure there were no omissions, he carefully let the ink dry and put them in an envelope.

He had received the letter from the capital a long time ago, but had been waiting for this moment without writing a reply. He wrote down everything his family had told him to do in the letter, hoping that people thousands of miles away could receive the villagers' thoughts as soon as possible.

After doing all this, Jiang Erlang looked at the vivid little wolf placed by the window. Although it was carved from wood, it always reminded him of that extremely thrilling night.