Chapter 239 Final Exam

After Gu Chunyan's wedding, the family members were not in a hurry to lament the loss of a person in the family, as they were all busy planting winter wheat.

Gu Jiayue's school also had its first final exam on the day of December.

This exam is no different from previous ones, except that the number of questions is larger and the questions are more difficult.

Especially the students in the second class of the imperial examination, their test papers are exactly the same as those of the imperial examination.

When they held those test papers, to be honest, they didn't feel any emotion at all.

Because I really failed the exam.

They take exams every week, and now their first reaction when they get the test paper is to write their names on it and then start doing the questions numbly.

But gradually, they began to sweat.

Dense beads of sweat rolled down his forehead onto the test paper, and Su Yichen quickly wiped them away with his sleeve. There couldn't be any marks on the paper, or serious ones might be treated as cheating.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up, and saw that his classmates around him had the same expression as him.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Hey, it turns out he's not the only one who finds this question difficult. That's good, that's good.

He lowered his head again and continued answering the questions.

But in this exam, everyone answered the questions very slowly.

Every time they thought they had found the entry point for the topic and were about to start writing in ecstasy, they would discover that the topic was actually obscure.

Master Gu once said that we should look beyond appearances to see the essence.

So what is the essence of this question?

Compared with the silence of the second class of the Imperial Examination, the enlightenment class can be described as full of all kinds of people.

Some were scratching their heads, while others were relying on luck by throwing notes.

Some people have completely given up on treatment and are sleeping on their stomachs.

Of course there are also those who are capable.

For example, Sun Hai and Gu Huangan who were sitting in the front row.

The seats for the final exam were shuffled, and the two classes took the exam separately, so the two first-place students in the enlightenment class were in the same class for the first time.

The teachers were all oblivious and unconcerned, just staring at the two of them.

This made the other students even more unscrupulous, and some even wanted to copy the test papers of the students in front of them.

The classmate was also generous and showed it to him without covering it at all.

Zhang Laitou looked at the answers from the table in front of him and fell silent. "Why did they all choose B?"

Li Caoduo had a confused look on his face. "I don't know, I just guessed." Scribbling means writing whatever comes to mind. How would I know why they all wrote B?

Zhang Laitou curled his lips. He was not as good as him. At least he knew that the answer to the first two multiple-choice questions was A.

He turned around unwillingly and saw that the classmate next to him had already finished filling in the blanks.

He stretched his head eagerly to look to the side.

Question 1: I slept through the spring and didn’t wake up until dawn, with mosquitoes biting everywhere?

Zhang Laitou squinted his eyes, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it for a moment.

He silently repeated it twice and found that it was indeed quite smooth. It should be correct, right?

That’s right, copy it!

Next question…

Looking at the full test paper, Zhang Laitou was finally satisfied.

Master Du, who had taken it all in, sighed and pounded his hands on the table. "No copying from others! Write your own test!"

After being yelled at, the children immediately pretended to continue writing the test papers.

But it can be quiet for only two minutes before it starts to sprout again.

Mr. Du just felt tired.

It’s better to just watch the students answer the questions. His eyes fell on Sun Hai and Gu Huangan’s test papers again.

I nodded as I read. Not bad, not bad, he is a good student.

After three days of busy exams, the school was closed for three days.

This would allow students to help with farm work, and teachers would have extra time to grade exams.

This time, there was no need to tell them at all. Chen Shuyan and Su Yichen took the initiative to find Gu Huangan.

Gu Huangan looked at them and knew that the two of them were going to his house to help with work again.

He couldn't refuse, so he simply didn't. "Let's go. Planting wheat is pretty much the same as planting corn." They just dug a hole, put some soil in it, and then counted one, two, three, four, five.

Gu Huangan's grandfather welcomed them very much. Although these two guys were not good at work, they were good at talking and had good knowledge. The little grandson became much more lively when he was with them.

"Hey, Xiao Shen and Xiao Su are here? Come and sit down. I'll go cook for you."

Chen Shuyan quickly supported his uncle's arm. "Old man, don't bother. We've already eaten at the academy. Let's get back to work."

Su Yichen also nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, no need to bother, we have already eaten."

Seeing their resolute attitude, Third Uncle did not force them. "Okay, then let's get to work."

As he said this, he took out two wooden barrels and a shoulder pole from behind the house. "Let's go."

Each of them took a carrying pole.

As soon as they got this thing, they recalled the bad memories from before.

This... can't be?

Third Uncle walked ahead, his hands behind his back, oblivious to the exchange of words. "Whether this wheat can survive the winter depends on fertilizer! We don't have much good stuff here, just some manure."

As they spoke, they came to the location of the toilet.

Su Yichen quickly covered his mouth and nose, looking as if he had lost all hope in life.

He just knew it!

He knew it the moment he took over the carrying pole!!

"Xiao Su, you're taller, so I'll give you the job of scooping manure."

Looking at the dung scoop handed to him, Su Yichen felt very resistant.

He is a scholar, a student now and a future top scholar, but he has to scoop manure here?

This... is disgraceful!

"Okay, Third Uncle, you go and have a rest. Leave this small job to me." Su Yichen patted his chest.

Now that he's here, the word "deserting" doesn't exist in his dictionary!

The Third Uncle smiled with satisfaction. "Okay, okay, you're all good kids. I'll leave this job to you. I'll go soak the wheat seeds right away."

Because the wheat is planted in winter, in order to increase the germination rate of the wheat seeds, farmers usually soak the wheat seeds for one or two days in advance.

In addition, now with the seedling cultivation technology provided by Gu Jiayue, everyone is more active in cultivating seedlings in advance.

Watching his third uncle's back disappear, Su Yichen quickly threw the dung scoop in his hand away.

Before he even started working, he felt like he was smelling of manure.

"What's wrong? Aren't you very active?" He patted his chest as if he was going to the battlefield.

Being teased by his friend, Su Yichen felt a little embarrassed. "Well, Huang An. How about you do it? Your brother Shen and I can just pick it."

Gu Huangan rolled his eyes at him. He knew it would be like this.

This person, ziz... only knows how to do superficial work.

Gu Huangan picked up the dung scoop and stirred it in the toilet.

The Gu family’s outhouse, no, it should be that all the outhouses in Taohua Village are this kind of open-air dry toilets.

Most people just use two wooden boards to build a toilet, dig a hole underneath, and put two pieces of wood on the hole.

You need to be careful, careful, and careful when using such a toilet. It is best not to use it if you are drunk, otherwise it is really easy to fall in.

As Gu Huangan stirred, a rich aroma wafted out. A gust of wind blew over, and the aroma was divided into top, middle, and base notes.

"Ugh." Su Yichen couldn't help but vomited.

Gu Huangan glanced at him, then continued stirring with a blank expression. "Please spit it into the bucket. This way, we can recycle the waste."

There are only him and his grandfather in his family. If they rely on themselves, they can't save much fertilizer throughout the year.

So whenever he had free time, he would go to the mountains to pick up rotten leaves and put them in the manure pit to ferment together.

Chen Shuyan, who had been holding back, felt his throat itch after hearing these words, and he also vomited.

Gu Huangan became even more anxious, "Spit it out in the bucket, spit it out in the bucket!"

[This is a rather interesting chapter. The author remembers going to her grandmother's house as a child and preferring to hold it in rather than go to a toilet like this, haha.]