The Tian family celebrated New Year's Eve with great fanfare that year, because Tian Dali lived up to everyone's expectations and passed the imperial examination! Although he didn't achieve the top three ranks like the top scholar or the third-highest scholar, he was still a name among the successful candidates.
Originally, Tian Dali had been offered an official position as a county magistrate in a remote area. However, Tian Dali declined, citing his young age and lack of experience.
As the wine flowed freely, the old farmer, his face flushed, wiped away tears: "Dali! Our family has been digging in the fields for generations, and we finally have someone as promising as you, and you just watched such a good opportunity slip away!"
The farmer picked up a large bowl of wine and drank it down in a few gulps.
"Father, drink slowly." Lu Qingyan couldn't help but reach out to snatch the wine bowl from Tian's father's hand.
The wine that country folk drink is rather coarse, not as fine as that of officials and merchants. Moreover, drinking too much wine is bad for one's health, and she really couldn't bear to see her father-in-law ruining his body like this.
Tian Dali also knelt down beside him: "Father, it's my fault for making you sad."
Father Tian waved his hand away from Lu Qingyan's hand, poured another bowl of wine, looked at his son's face, and sighed deeply.
“Dali, your father isn’t the kind of person who can’t distinguish right from wrong. Why are you kneeling? Get up! Your father supported your studies and your pursuit of the imperial examinations, not so that you would become an official at this time. What your father wants to bring honor to the family isn’t just this momentary; it’s to see you become the kind of person your descendants would be—” The father shook his head and pointed a finger in the air, as if recalling something. After a few breaths, he slammed his hand on the table: “A role model! Isn’t that what you say?”
After finishing speaking, Father Tian glanced uncertainly at Jun Han beside him, then chuckled and said, "Da Zhu, you're quite knowledgeable too. You and Da Li have a good chat. I—I'm going to rest now."
"Husband, slow down!" Mother Tian sat quietly watching them talk. When she saw Father Tian swaying as he tried to go back into the house, she rushed over to support him, cursing under her breath: "Why did you drink so much, you old geezer? Didn't you want someone to help you up? Weren't you afraid you'd fall?"
Junhan sighed softly from the side, "Uncle and Aunt have such a good relationship."
His words successfully drew Tian Dali's attention to himself.
Tian Dali looked at the unfamiliar man in front of him, and remembering how the man had barged into his house while he was away, his expression immediately turned sour: "I heard from Father that you were injured and lost your memory and were picked up by my little sister?"
"Yes," Jun Han replied.
"You really don't remember your own name, where you live, or anything else?"
"Yes." Jun Han glanced at Tian Dali with some nervousness.
"Now that you're fully recovered, you should start thinking about moving out. This isn't your home, and my parents aren't your biological parents. What if you can't remember anything for the rest of your life? Would my family have to prepare a coffin for you?"
Her brother has a sharp tongue! Lu Qingyan secretly gave Tian Dali a thumbs up, and Tian Dali immediately rolled his eyes at Lu Qingyan.
“Brother, I didn’t think that way,” Jun Han retorted, glancing at Lu Qingyan standing to the side.
Tian Dali was furious. He knew this kid had no good intentions! He clearly looked older than him, yet he insisted on calling him "big brother." Sure enough, his test exposed the kid's true colors.
At this moment, Tian Dali did not expect that he had already admitted that he was older than Jun Han, but he still called Jun Han "boy", which was somewhat disrespectful.
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