Zhang Shiyang was extremely humiliated.
It is clear that the two families have similar family backgrounds, so why is Ye Qingyun loved by the whole family and even has a donkey cart to ride when he goes to take the exam?
And he.
But I can only rely on my legs.
Can he sit up?
Of course he couldn't afford to take a donkey cart. If he chose to take a donkey cart, he would have problems with food and drink in Zhang County:
Not enough money!
"Brother Ye, walking can actually hone a student's willpower, so that he can better demonstrate his abilities in the examination room."
Zhang Shiyang refused to speak out his dilemma and tried to persuade Chu Qi to change her mind:
"Didn't we walk there last time? Why do we have to take a donkey cart this time? Could it be that after two years, your health has become weaker than last time?"
The word "delicate" is used in a much more sinister sense.
Gan Chao is usually used to describe delicate girls in seclusion, but if it is used to describe Ye Qingyun, a man, anyone with a thin skin might really be led into trouble by him.
Chu Qi's expression remained unchanged, and she said bluntly:
"Brother Zhang, you said so much, do you mean you don't have money to sit? Why did you say it earlier? Why do you have to mock me for being weak? I won't laugh at you."
As soon as these words were spoken, those scholars who had been a little thin-skinned just now immediately reacted and realized that they were almost tricked.
The scholars looked at Zhang Shiyang with a hint of anger in their eyes.
Zhang Shiyang carried the examination box on his back, faced everyone's gaze, and his face suddenly turned red.
To him, saying that he is poor is the greatest humiliation.
He felt like he was stripped naked, with all his shameful deeds exposed in the eyes of everyone.
If Zhang Shiyang was only jealous of Chu Qi before, now he wants her to die!
.....
Chu Qi looked at the donkey cart driver and said, "Hello, I want to take a ride."
"This bus will go about three kilometers, and it costs fifteen cents in total."
The driver wiped his sweat. It was a close call. His business was almost ruined because of that poor scholar.
Chu Qi counted out fifteen copper coins and handed them to the driver. Then he took his things and got on the donkey cart.
Three more scholars got on the donkey cart.
Chu Qi seemed unaware of Zhang Shiyang's embarrassment and waved to him in a friendly manner before leaving:
"Brother Zhang, I'll be waiting for you in Zhang County."
"Hehe..." The latter pulled his lips hard and showed a stiff smile: "Okay."
By the way, Zhang Shiyang, like the original owner, took the exam for the third time.
The pressure at home was growing, and Zhang Shiyang felt more and more stressed. He could hardly bear the inner torment.
Perhaps, only by harming others can he find some relief from his anxious heart?
....
The closer it got to the Tongsheng Examination, the more anxious the Ye family became.
Even Mr. Ye, who has been lying in bed all year round and has a good sleep quality, has been unable to sleep these days.
Summer is over and the equally hot autumn is coming.
At night, Ye Zhang slept next to the old man, listening to him tossing and turning for a long time, and then sighed.
She sat up, picked up the palm-leaf fan beside her and fanned the old man, saying:
"Is it too hot to sleep?"
Mr. Ye sat up slowly, "Yes, it's too hot, open the window."
Ye Zhang said: "It was originally open."
"Maybe you slept too much last night and can't sleep tonight," Mr. Ye said again: "Old woman, are you hot? Let me fan you."
Ye Zhang followed him and lay down, "Are you unable to sleep because of Qingyun's matter?"
Mr. Ye did not make any more excuses and said honestly:
"Counting the previous two times, this is the third time. If we fail the exam again, does that mean... that God has not forgiven our Ye family yet and wants us to live in the mud for the rest of our lives?"
Perhaps because he thought of the danger that happened more than 20 years ago, his legs, which had been broken for a long time and had no feeling in them, began to ache slightly.
His forehead was covered with sweat, but he still fanned the old woman calmly.
"If, he fails again, then... let Qingyun go home and prepare for the exam. It may be that the school environment is not good, which distracts Qingyun..."
Finally, he began to suspect that there was something wrong with the feng shui of the school.
Seeing the old man talking nonsense, Ye Zhang comforted him:
"Don't panic, didn't Qingyun say this time that he has an 80% chance of passing the exam?
Who knows, maybe I can pass this time? Don't let your imagination run wild. Now, go to sleep."
Just at this moment, a breeze blew in from the window, dispelling the heat in the room.
This gust of wind was like soothing whispers, and it fell into his heart along with Ye Zhang's words.
He lay down slowly and said, "Yes, Qingyun will definitely pass the exam this time."
....
On the other side, Ye Ping, who had been crazy for a long time, suddenly became clear-headed on this day.
He opened the bolt of the woodshed, sat alone under the moon, looked up at the moon, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
Huang Ying was a light sleeper, and woke up when she heard the noise.
She put on a coat and slowly walked out of the house. When she saw her husband's lonely figure under the moon, her heart trembled.
Ye Ping turned around and said with a gentle smile: "Aying..."
Huang Ying went back to the house and took out some mosquito repellent herbs, and said angrily:
"You didn't come to see me even after you woke up. You were just standing at the door feeding mosquitoes."
"It's not because I'm afraid of disturbing you."
As he spoke, Ye Ping slapped to death two mosquitoes that were sucking blood from his legs.
Huang Ying brought a small stool and sat over.
Ye Ping stretched out his arms, hugged his wife's thin shoulders, and sighed: "Aying, you have suffered over the years."
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