Three days later, in the afternoon, the sun was shining obliquely, and Zhao Yongyu walked into his own courtyard with a beaming smile.
His voice was full of joy: "Mom, Meiping, I'm back!"
His voice echoed in the small courtyard, and it seemed as if even the air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
"Looking for something to do?" Sun Meiping poked her head out of the house, her face full of anticipation.
Zhao Yong nodded, his lips curled up, his eyes sparkling with pride: "Yes, I found a job. I will be a minor official under the chief secretary of the palace."
Although the position of a petty official was not high, it was a great honor for Zhao Yongyu to be able to get a job in the government.
This is much more respectable than working in a merchant shop, and it is more prestigious to talk about it.
When Zhao's mother heard this, she smiled brilliantly, as if she was happier than her own son winning the first place in the imperial examination: "That's great! If he works in the government, he will definitely have a bright future!"
Zhao Yongyu couldn't help but laugh. He knew that this job not only provided him with a stable income, but also made his family feel proud.
After hearing the news, Sun Diqi and his wife were ecstatic. Their daughter had finally made it, and their son-in-law had finally made a name for himself.
The elder and second sisters-in-law, who had been dissatisfied with Zhao Yongyi for some time, went against their usual behavior and came to the courtyard on their own initiative.
"I've said it before, my brother-in-law is definitely not an ordinary person. Now that he has found a job in the palace, he will definitely be appreciated by the prince in the future and has a bright future." Mrs. Sun's face was full of smiles and her tone was full of compliments.
"Brother-in-law, when you become successful in the future, don't forget the care that your elder and second brothers have given you." Mrs. Sun also echoed, with a hint of fawning in her tone.
"What are you two talking about!" Sun Diqi glared at his two daughters-in-law, wondering if they would speak again.
He knew very well that his son-in-law had just found this job and had yet to gain a firm foothold. It was really too much for someone to come and curry favor with him now.
In any case, Zhao Yongyu found this job, which made Zhao's mother and everyone in the Sun family happy.
A few days later, the academy was closed again, and Qian Chunhua could finally take her children to visit Zhao's mother.
As usual, Qian Chunhua put a clay pot of water, a piece of fresh meat, and a few pounds of vegetables in his backpack.
This time, she specially prepared a few boxes of cakes for Xiaoyun, but removed the store logo, because these cakes all had the Nanzhou County store logo, which was unreasonable.
Qian Chunhua held Xiao Ling's hand, Qingsong held Qingfeng's hand, and the four of them, mother and children, happily set out on the road to Sun's home.
In the backpack, Qian Chunhua also prepared two pieces of cloth for Zhao's mother. One was a fine cotton cloth suitable for making inner clothes, and the other was light and breathable, which was exactly what was needed for summer clothes.
It is now the end of August, the summer is hot, and Qian Chunhua and her son have all changed into light summer clothes.
However, she knew very well that Zhao's mother's clothes were old and worn out, and she didn't want her to be looked down upon in the Sun family, so she had to ask Zhao's mother for support.
The last time she was at Sun's house, the attitudes of her eldest and second sisters-in-law were still vivid in her mind and she still couldn't forget it.
Qian Chunhua passed by the place where she met the little beggar last time, and her pace slowed down involuntarily.
She saw the little beggar again. He was holding the hand of a beggar who was about four years younger. The two of them were standing in front of the busy shop, each holding a steaming hot bun in their hands.
Apparently, the waiter who took one or two taels of silver last time was a kind-hearted man. He did not hide the silver from the little beggar because the little beggar was small. Instead, he handed the bun to the little beggar as expected.
A rare smile appeared on the little beggar's face. He carefully handed a bun to the child beside him, and they both ate it with gusto.
Only after they finished the last bite of the bun did they leave the shop contentedly.
In the distance, a group of homeless people kept looking at the two little beggars. Their eyes were full of desire, but no one dared to approach the prosperous shop and snatch the buns from their hands.
Qian Chunhua observed all this quietly from the side, and couldn't help but feel a bit of respect for the little beggar.
Although he was young, he still took care of a younger child when he himself could not even afford food and clothing.
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