After learning the purpose of Madam Nie's visit, Madam Xia called Master Yi over and asked him about Zhang Dandan's academic progress.
Last year, Zhang Dandan was in Class C, which was taught by Master Yi. Zhang Dandan had a quick mind and strong comprehension ability, but as for a career in politics...
Master Yi coughed lightly and said, "The imperial examination is not something that everyone can take..."
"Speak human language!" Madam Xia interrupted immediately.
Master Yi was choked and could only cough lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and then said, "Although passing the imperial examination is very gratifying, it is not necessarily possible to pass the imperial examination after ten years of hard study. Zhang Dandan is a smart person, so he may not be a bad person in other fields."
After these words, Madam Nie also understood what Master Yi meant. After getting the answer she wanted, she decided not to stay long.
Madam Xia accompanied her all the way and comforted her, "Since the child has her own ambitions, I think it's good. Those who can pass the imperial examinations are like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge. We only see the one in a million who succeeds. There are so many people who are over fifty years old, fail the exams, spend all their family wealth, and finally get nothing. Those are not seen by others."
Seeing that Madam Nie didn't say anything, Madam Xia continued, "Don't worry, if Dandan is really capable and can be promoted from Class B to Class A, I will persuade him to try it out without you saying anything. It won't be too late to make a decision then."
After hearing this, Madam Nie raised her head and said, "I have been in the embroidery workshop for half my life and have met many people. Some are like ants, while others are like gold and jade. The accountant is not a bad person, and the common people are not bad either. I just..."
"That's not the case," Madam Xia said solemnly, "Everyone is an ant under the king's power. It is not uncommon for a mansion to become rubble tomorrow. There are hurricanes on high platforms, and you will be blown down if you are not careful."
Zhang Dandan found Ji Ming and confided his troubles, "Brother, do you think I am too unambitious?"
"Just do whatever you want to do." Ji Ming closed his eyes and squatted in horse stance, sweat dripping down his forehead.
Zhang Dandan coughed lightly and leaned closer, "Brother, I've been promoted to Class B. Don't you have anything else to say to me?"
Ji Mingtou didn't even open his eyes, and just said, "Do a good job!"
Zhang Dandan, “…”
Ji Ming had no choice but to stand up, sit down aside, and after taking a sip of water, he analyzed the situation with him, "You want to be an accountant, it's not impossible, but I'm not sure whether I will be able to do business in the future. You don't have to tie yourself to me. If you leave me, what do you want to do? Have you thought about it?"
Zhang Dandan thought about it seriously and said, "Then let's do some small business."
"What business?"
Zhang Dandan thought for a long time and shook his head. He had no idea yet.
Ji Ming patted his shoulder and said, "Think carefully about how you want to live your life, and then act accordingly. Come to me when you really encounter problems."
Zhang Dandan nodded.
Compound.
Compared to Zhang Dandan, Wen Xiaohua was almost crazy with joy. She didn't expect that her son could win prize money for studying. She remembered that when Lan Yu was promoted to Class B, Grandma Lan gave everyone extra meals. So, since Xiaofeng was promoted this time, she should also give everyone extra meals.
Wen Xiaohua found Liu Xue and wanted to buy a cured chicken.
Bai Shu was also promoted to a higher grade. Liu Xue was thinking about this and thought about pooling some money with Wen Xiaohua to have a good meal with everyone in the school today to make things lively.
The school was bustling, and the Song family was also bustling. Song Yuehua asked Xiaobao what reward he wanted. Xiaobao said, "After I get promoted to Class B, I will ask my elder sister for a reward."
"You can ask for it now." Song Yuehua said.
Xiao Bao said helplessly, "It's just a promotion to Class C, there's really no need for a reward or anything."
Song Yuehua, "..."
Although Xiaobao said this, Song Yuehua still made a sweet eight-treasure rice pudding and a dish of sauerkraut pork ribs that night, and Dabao and Xiaobao were both very happy to eat them.
At night, Dabao climbed onto Song Yuehua's arm and said, "Sister, I also want to concentrate on learning martial arts like Brother Ma Hu."
"Then you should do the same as Brother Ma Hu and be promoted to Class B first." Song Yuehua said.
Dabao jumped back as if he was scalded, "Brother Ma Hu was only promoted to Class C, sister, you remembered it wrongly."
"I know, it's because you are my brother that I raise my standards for you," Song Yuehua said with a smile.
Dabao: “…”
After a long struggle, Song Yuehua still refused to give in, and Dabao could only go back to his room and sleep in a wronged mood.
Since the cult was defeated last year, several groups of refugees have arrived. Compared with the cult, these people are just minor troublemakers. The villagers celebrated the New Year with new year greetings and wedding banquets. For a time, they lost their sense of crisis and became comfortable.
Until February, not a drop of rain fell from the sky, and the village well only brought up mud.
In the entire village, only the two deep wells dug by Song Yuehua could produce water.
From that day on, villagers lined up to fetch water from her house.
After fetching water for two days, Song Yuehua couldn't stand it anymore and asked Zhou Dafu to make a rule that they could only come to fetch water in the morning every day. Two large water tanks were placed outside the door, and each family was limited to carrying only one load of water, which could be used for three days.
Although the villagers had some complaints, it was of no avail.
Compared with the drying up of water, there is now a more serious problem. Song Yuehua heard from Zhou Dafu that most of the food in the village has been consumed. If this continues, the village may not survive until April.
Although Song Yuehua had stockpiled enough food for her family, if the village was in chaos because of the food problem, all her efforts would be in vain.
Thinking about these problems, Song Yuehua didn't sleep well for half the night. When she woke up in the morning, she felt dizzy. Fortunately, Grandma Lan was taking care of the family.
After the school was over, Song Yuehua called Zhang Rushan, Ji Ming, Erguotou and Gouwazi to discuss the matter together.
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