After tidying up the things for Lingling, Wen Qinghe was about to leave the space.
She then remembered that she had brought back some college entrance exam review materials when she last returned to the modern world.
...
Yan Xiao looked at the stack of books his wife had asked him to bring out on the table, puzzled.
"What are these?"
Wen Qinghe looked up at the man: "Brother Yan, would you be willing to come back to Beijing with me?"
Yan Xiao's heart tightened. "Of course, I'll be wherever Qingqing is."
Seeing the nervous look in the man's eyes, Wen Qinghe chuckled and took his hand. "The college entrance examination will be reinstated in two years. I want to take it in two years. Brother Yan, shall we go together then?"
The words "We'll be together" dispelled the man's nervousness; Qingqing wouldn't abandon him...
"good."
He will try his best to reach the moon.
...
Yan Xiao learned from Wen Qinghe that the resumption of the college entrance examination would be a great opportunity for educated youth to return to the city.
He always knew that his wife couldn't stay in this small place forever.
Although his father-in-law had agreed to their marriage, he was still unsure whether his father-in-law would treat him differently if he passed the college entrance examination and got into a university in Beijing…
In the past, he never thought about the use of a diploma, because he could earn money on his own that a diploma couldn't earn.
But if this piece of paper could be a stepping stone to his father-in-law's approval, he would do everything in his power to try.
…
"Brother Yan, how much of what you learned before do you still remember?"
Yan Xiao was unusually embarrassed, and his face looked a little awkward: "Wife, actually... I never went to school."
Wen Qinghe was surprised to hear this. Judging from the man's speech and his business acumen, he didn't seem uneducated.
"Qingqing, will you teach me? I will definitely try my best to learn."
Yan Xiao was afraid that his wife would think he was stupid.
Wen Qinghe pondered briefly in her mind. Although it would be troublesome to teach someone without a foundation, she had at least grown up under the tutelage of the renowned Professor Wen.
Moreover, even if she couldn't do it, she had downloaded courses from famous teachers from elementary school to university onto her tablet.
Therefore, she is confident.
After figuring it out, she opened the elementary school textbook and decided to start teaching from the beginning.
…
Five minutes later.
It went surprisingly smoothly, so smoothly that the entire book was flipped through in just a few minutes.
Wen Qinghe: Is this what he meant by never having been to school?
That's what she thought, and that's what she asked.
"I really never went to school, but I would go to school to audit classes whenever I had free time. The more I listened, the more I remembered."
Yan Xiao never went to school; his initial learning tools were tree branches as pens and the ground as paper.
At first, he just wanted to keep track of the small change he earned from selling wild mushrooms.
Later, I realized that this method was too stupid, and the marks left on the ground would change and were prone to errors.
He suffered a lot because he was illiterate and couldn't count.
To avoid making a fool of himself, he would go to the village school to audit classes whenever he had free time.
Fortunately, he had a good memory, and it only took him a few lessons to go from having a vague understanding to mastering the knowledge in class.
However, the village school only had a primary school, and after listening to various places without hearing anything new, he stopped going.
Later, occasionally after selling his mountain produce, he would pass by a recycling station and pick up some discarded old books to flip through.
So when his wife asked him about his abilities, he didn't know what his level was, since he had never received formal education.
…
Wen Qinghe understood.
Fortunately, this time she brought back not only basic subject books such as Chinese, mathematics and English from elementary to high school, but also some classic works and five-year exams and three-year mock exams.
Since the man's abilities were hard to gauge, it was decided to have him take a few tests to assess his performance.
So, for the entire afternoon, Wen Qinghe sat in the rocking chair in the yard basking in the sun, while the man beside her wrote out the test paper stroke by stroke.
He would occasionally look up at the girl dozing in the sunlight, a warm feeling welling up inside him. He knew he was not good enough for his wife.
But he was still not good enough for her. Now that Mingzhu was by his side, he would try his best to reach her no matter what, and protect the treasure in his arms. No one could take her away.
...
Just as Wen Qinghe was drowsy and about to fall asleep, she heard a deep male voice in her ear.
"Honey, I've finished writing."
Oh, I'm done writing.
Finished writing?
"So fast..."
Wen Qinghe opened her eyes and looked at the five test papers that had been casually handed to her. Two of them covered elementary school knowledge points, while the other three, in Chinese, math, and English, were middle school entrance exam papers from a certain high school.
Now, except for the English exam paper, the man left a large amount of blank space.
Wen Qinghe wasn't surprised, after all, it wasn't her native language.
But the other four pages were completely filled with writing.
The handwriting in the first piece shows that because I don't write often, the pen strokes are a little too forceful. But later on, the strokes become smooth and the handwriting becomes strong and powerful.
The crucial point is that the man finished in less than an hour.
She sat up, picked up the test papers, and checked them.
Surprisingly, he got full marks on the elementary school test, full marks on the junior high math test, and missed some ancient poems and their interpretations in Chinese, but got everything else right.
That's not surprising, since he's never had any systematic learning experience.
This might really be beyond expectations.
She looked at the man with sparkling eyes, "Our Ah Yan is so great!"
Yan Xiao's face flushed slightly upon hearing this, but his dark eyes grew even deeper, and he spoke with utmost seriousness:
"Honey, I'm great in other ways too..."
Wen Qinghe: ...
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