They don't understand the old man's heart. Isn't it good to chat and wait in bed? Won't their butts be cold after sitting on the floor all night?
"Xiaoyu, Dad is a little nervous."
"Why should you be nervous? Now that the results have been determined, just let it go."
"I'm afraid it will happen again. Thinking back to the previous life worse than death, I'm afraid I won't have such good luck next time."
"Don't worry, Dad will definitely pass. If he doesn't, we won't study anymore."
"Really?"
"Well, I won't read it anymore."
Everyone was waiting anxiously. More and more people gathered at the door. The Master was the weakest, and was afraid that he would be crushed by the crowd, so he chose to sit on the mule cart.
Zhao Dashu and Xiao Lei squeezed to the front so that they would be the first to see the list when it was posted.
The people behind were still pushing them hard. Zhao Dashu wanted to curse, he was about to be squeezed out of the meat pie.
Song looked at the sea of heads in front of her.
"I don't know why your father is so busy? Isn't it embarrassing for the people below? I'm afraid he will get hurt. And Lei Zi, why are the two of you so impatient? What does it matter if it's a little later or earlier?"
"Because they are confident this time and think they can win. Let them be. Dad is thick-skinned."
"Indeed, they both should have done well in the exam this time."
Song said politely, "It's all thanks to you, Master."
The yamen runners who were responsible for posting the notice finally arrived, and Zhao Dashu's eyes were fixed on them.
"Everyone, step back two steps, don't delay us from posting the list."
The bailiffs pushed away several people who were blocking their way without any courtesy and were extremely rude.
Xiao Lei protected Zhao Dashu and took two steps back, his eyes fixed on the red paper. He felt that he could win, but he didn't know what ranking he would get.
He hoped that he could rank higher so that he could give it to Xiaoyu as a gift to her father-in-law.
“It’s pasted!”
The people around were excited.
Zhao Dashu was nervous and his palms were sweating.
"Leizi, look at it for a while, you have good eyesight."
"Okay, Uncle Zhao."
Zhao Xiaoyu also stood on tiptoe in excitement, the teacher held the frame tightly, Song Shi crushed the handkerchief in her hand, and her pear-flowered feet kept jumping...
The list was posted, and the bailiffs left. The people behind were in an uproar and pushed forward desperately. Zhao Dashu's face was distorted. He was about to eat meat pies, and it was time to ask a few strong men in his family to protect him.
"Uncle, what's yours is yours!"
Zhao Dashu was ecstatic. "Really? Really? I'm sure you're not seeing things. Have you looked carefully? They don't have the same name, right?"
His name is quite common, there might be someone similar.
"No, no, it's you."
Reassured, he can finally concentrate on being Mr. Zhao.
"I won! I won!"
Zhao Dashu left those around him and tried his best to squeeze out, shouting as he did so.
Those who didn't see it became even crazier and rushed forward desperately, and he was forced back to his original position.
He was anxious because he couldn't get out or in. He wanted to tell his wife and daughter the good news!
Xiao Lei finally saw his name. He was ranked seventeenth.
"Uncle Zhao, I won too!" Xiao Lei excitedly pulled the arm of the person next to him, but turned around and found that it was not Zhao Dashu. The person he was pulling looked at him with confusion and said in a dry voice, "Congratulations."
Xiao Lei subconsciously let go, it was so embarrassing, where was Uncle Zhao?
People don’t know where they were squeezed to?
Xiao Lei looked around but didn't see anyone, so he squeezed out of the crowd to look for the mule cart.
"Lei Zi, how are you?" The teacher at the door of the mule cart had a very sharp look in his eyes and started shouting before anyone arrived.
"Yes, Uncle Zhao and I both got it right."
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