As expected, Yu Ruhai scolded coldly, "Fifth brother can be favored by Prefect Yang, that's because he has great talent. You are smart, why don't you take the exam and become a champion? If Jinshu Jinyan works hard and becomes a juren, there will be no worries about not having such a good marriage."
Seeing that Zhao was still grumbling, Yu Zhou glared at her and said, "Why are you talking so much? Fifth brother passed the imperial examination, this is a great thing, why don't you and the third brother go to the market to buy some wine and meat, so that we can celebrate in the evening! We were in a hurry today, and the preparations are not complete, you can buy some melon seeds and snacks, so that the neighbors can share in the joy, so as to avoid being talked about."
Since Yu Zhou changed the subject, Yu Ruhai stopped talking.
Yu Hanshan's eyes flickered as he said, "Dad, buying wine, meat, and melon seeds and snacks will cost a lot of money, and I have no money on hand."
Ever since he closed the pork stall, Yu Hanshan spent all the ten taels of silver that he had scraped together from the old man at a loss on the young widow Li Xiu'e. Li Xiu'e wanted to send her son to school, but Yu Hanshan could not afford the tuition. In recent days, Li Xiu'e did not let him get close to her.
Now that he could go shopping, Yu Hanshan naturally wanted to make some pocket money to please Li Xiu'e.
Yu Ruhai counted the gifts sent by County Magistrate Gao and others. The county gave him a reward of fifty taels, and the wealthy gentry together gave him about one hundred taels. In this way, he was rich again. There was no anger on Yu Ruhai's face, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes from his smile.
The only way for ordinary people to turn their lives around is to study hard and become an official. Not only will they be respected by others, but they will also have money delivered to their doorsteps.
Otherwise, why would scholars all over the world scramble to take the imperial examinations and become officials?
With this silver, Yu Ruhai became more generous. He counted out three taels of silver from his purse and handed it to Yu Hanshan, "Get a pot of good wine."
Yu Hanshan took the silver and responded with a smile, thinking in his mind how to save money when buying things later.
In the evening, the banquet in the main hall was bustling with activity. Yu Ruhai did not mention the Yang family's marriage again. His face turned red from drinking, and he kept praising Yu Qizhe for his promising future and bringing honor to the ancestors of the Yu family.
Even Yu Zhou changed her usual attitude of doting on the third wife and spoke to Song in a friendly manner.
Under the dim light, Yu Jiao looked at Yu Jinshu and Yu Jinyan, whose faces were stiff and gloomy. Well, they were the ones who were most valued by the elders in the family in the past, but now they have become supporting roles. Their mood cannot be very good.
Yu Zhizhou didn't change much. He was not disappointed because of failing the exam. Instead, he looked genuinely happy that Yu Qizhe had passed the imperial examination and even dragged him to drink several glasses of wine.
After the banquet, Song cooked some sobering soup in the kitchen and sent a bowl to each room. She gave one bowl to Yu Jiao and asked her to take it to the inner room for Yu Qizhe to drink.
When Yu Jiao brought the sobering soup into the room, Yu Qizhe was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at one place as if in a daze.
Seeing her come in, his eyes lit up, his handsome face was slightly red due to drunkenness, and his black and white eyes stared at Yu Jiao intently.
Yu Jiao walked to the bedside and saw that his eyes were clear, so he was not drunk. She handed him the hangover soup in her hand and said, "Auntie cooked this hangover soup. You will feel better after drinking it."
Yu Qizhe nodded slowly and reached out to take the sobering soup, but his big palm covered Yu Jiao's hand, taking her hand and the bowl together.
The scorching hot temperature came from his palm. Yu Jiao's hand holding the bowl trembled slightly. Yu Qizhe had already lowered his head and started drinking the soup from her hand.
He drank very slowly, and perhaps because of the drinking, his every move was much slower than usual, which made him look rare and cute.
Yu Jiao felt uncomfortable standing, so she simply sat on the bed next to him.
After a long time, they finally finished drinking the drinking soup, but Yu Qizhe still didn't let go of her hand. Yu Jiao moved her wrist and said, "Shall I get some water to help you wipe your face?"
Yu Qizhe tightened his grip on her hand, "Jiaojiao, don't leave."
The deep and hoarse voice contained a hint of weakness and...coquettishness that was not there in the usual voice?
Yu Jiao found it a little funny that Yu Qizhe would become clingy after drinking. You couldn't tell from his personality.
"I'm not leaving. I'll go get some water to wipe your face." Yu Jiao subconsciously softened her voice.
"Not lying?" Yu Qizhe asked in a childish and serious tone.
Yu Jiao nodded and replied, "I won't lie to you."
He loosened his grip on Yu Jiao's hand a little, and Yu Jiao took the opportunity to withdraw her hand and walked out of the house with the empty bowl.
When he reached the door of the room, he couldn't help but look back at Yu Qizhe. He saw him sitting obediently, his eyes fixed on him, as if he was afraid that he would never come back.
Yu Jiao raised the corners of her lips slightly, took the bowl back to the kitchen, fetched some water, and quickly returned to the inner room.
Seeing her come back, Yu Qizhe curled the corners of his lips, and the corners of his long and narrow eyes were raised in a beautiful arc. The corners of his eyes were stained with red from drunkenness, and his whole face lost its coldness, appearing lively and handsome.
Yu Jiao wet the handkerchief with water and gently wiped it on his face.
Yu Qizhe was very obedient and didn't move, allowing her to serve him.
Yu Jiao couldn't help but poked him on the face with her fingertips. Yu Qizhe looked up at her with a hint of shyness and doting in his eyes, and hid aside.
Yu Jiao was surprised to find that the tip of Yu Qizhe's ear, where she had poked his cheek, was slowly turning red.
She felt playful and deliberately poked Yu Qizhe's other cheek. Yu Qizhe looked at her again with joy and awkwardness in his eyes, but he did not try to stop Yu Jiao's mischief and hid aside again.
Sure enough, the tip of his other ear soon turned crimson as well.
Yu Jiao suppressed her laughter. Yu Qizhe usually looked mature beyond his years, but after drinking he looked even cuter than a teenager. She couldn't bear to bully him anymore. She rinsed the towel with water, wiped the fingertips of Yu Qizhe's hands, and said to him, "Go to bed. I brought you a pot of tea. If you feel thirsty at night, pour yourself some water."
She picked up the basin and was about to go outside, but her wrist was grabbed.
Yu Jiao looked at him in confusion. Yu Qizhe blushed and said, "I want more."
"Do you want to wipe your hands again?" Yu Jiao put down the basin and wrung out the handkerchief to wipe his hands, but Yu Qizhe dodged her.
Yu Jiao: ...
"Wipe your face?" she guessed tentatively.
Yu Qizhe lowered his eyes and shook his head, sitting on the edge of the bed without saying a word.
"Then what do you want?" Yu Jiao asked. After waiting for a while, there was no response. She said, "If you don't tell me, I'll leave."
Yu Qizhe grabbed her wet hand and put it on his face, "I want more."
Touching his slightly hot cheek, Yu Jiao suddenly had an idea and said with a smile, "Do you want to poke me again?"
Yu Qizhe pursed his lips and stopped talking. After a long time, he nodded imperceptibly.
Yu Jiao laughed out loud. How could the little old-fashioned boy be so cute after drinking? She almost couldn't help but rub his face.
When his fingertips poked the smooth cheek, Yu Qizhe dodged to the side again, but quickly moved back, as if he was afraid that Yu Jiao would stop poking him.
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