"Can you think of another way? He can't always be nothing."
"I can't help it. I really can't help it."
If a person does not strive to improve himself, no one can help him.
"Why can't I help you? You're his father, can you please be more careful?"
Zhao Dahao was furious and roared, "Why am I not paying attention? Don't you see what I do every day? If he can't do it, it's my fault. Why can the boss do it? In comparison, I obviously put more thought and attention into him!"
Wang was silent and just sobbed softly.
They didn't know that Zhao Jiadong was standing at the door at this moment, listening to the entire conversation clearly.
What can he do in the future?
Can't study, can't learn? Don't even think about farming. My legs would feel weak after just walking around the village twice, let alone going to the fields.
You can go home as soon as you reach the end of the field.
He was also at a loss. He couldn't do anything right. What would he do in the future? How would he support his children and wife after marriage?
It's impossible for him to remain unmarried. My mother said that she would arrange a marriage for him after he finishes his exams.
So what should he do?
He lowered his head and looked at his right hand. It wasn't that his father disliked it, but this hand was indeed clumsy, very clumsy.
I've been writing for so many years, but I can't even write the most basic words beautifully.
"Dad and Mom!"
"Son!" Wang murmured softly, with a flash of panic in her eyes.
"Why haven't you rested yet? I'm hungry. I'll go cook dinner now."
Zhao Jiadong's eyes were filled with tears. "Dad, Mom, I don't want to study anymore. I heard everything you said just now. I won't get any points on the test if I continue studying anyway. I want to concentrate on practicing calligraphy at home and see if I can learn to read like Dad in the future."
Now he feels that studying is quite fun. He just repeats the same thing every day without having to use his brain. He can live a peaceful life and earn a good income.
When studying, after passing the exam for Tongsheng, there is Xiucai, and after passing Xiucai, there is Juren. When will it end?
"Are you sure?"
Zhao Da felt that his son wanted to learn a lot, but as someone who had experienced it, he also felt that rote learning was meaningless.
"Son, why don't we take the exam to become a student first?" Wang persuaded him. She didn't want to give up yet.
"No, mother, I really don't want to continue studying. I'd better concentrate on practicing calligraphy. The glory of the family will go to my eldest brother. With him being the only one studying, you can relax a little. We don't have much money at home."
Wang's throat was choked. She loved both of her children and hoped that both of them would be successful.
"Since you've made up your mind, just do as you say, Jiadong. Once you've made up your mind, there's no room for regret."
"I don't regret it. Dad, you should think about how to improve my handwriting as quickly as possible."
He didn't regret it, but if all the family money was spent on his eldest brother... he would definitely not be willing to spend it.
After he gets married, if he has mastered calligraphy, we can divide the family property. We should do so quickly while there is still money. At least half of the house in the county town should be given to him.
Or, after he gets married, we can move to the county town. His wife can take care of the housework, and his father can teach his eldest brother in the village, and everyone can live a peaceful life.
Zhao Jiadong lowered his eyes, thinking that it was time for him to think about himself.
Having endured such a hard time studying, he didn't believe that he couldn't do it. Just one word, he was determined to practice it.
The next day, the family returned to the village before the results came out. Zhao Dayong's family thought that they would definitely pass the exam since they came back so late. However, after seeing them get off the ox cart, the family looked extremely grumpy and ignored them when they asked questions, so they knew that they had failed.
Hehe, for some reason, he was a little excited.
He failed the exam, he failed the exam. The fact that he failed the exam means that their son is not that good. He has studied for so many years and is still like this. It is no exaggeration to say that he is like a hopeless case.
"Cousin, you didn't pass the exam, right? I knew you couldn't do it. My aunt used to say I couldn't even pronounce a flower, and you're no different, aren't you?!"
Zhao Jiadong clenched his fist.
Sanzhuzi is a bastard, his mouth looks like he has eaten shit, how can he compare with Jiadong?
How can people be so shameless?
"Second cousin, are you going to take the exam again next year? Hehehe, you won't pass it next year, and you won't pass it in your entire life. We are all in the same boat."
Mrs. Yu did not scold her younger son, because she felt that he was right. Indeed, both of them had failed their studies and were afraid that they would never be able to pass the exam.
There is a child in the eldest brother's family who is accompanying their third son. If Jiadong also passes the exam, their whole family will be scholars and live in the same courtyard, and they will be suppressed to death.
All the luck and fortune went to their family.
God is fair, knowing that people can't be too perfect. Take the third child, for example, his family is a family without a son.
When she heard that Zhao Xiaoyu was pregnant, she prayed every day that she would give birth to a daughter, one, two, three, four, five... all daughters.
My third brother's wife can't give birth to a son, and her two daughters can't give birth to a son either. Maybe no one will dare to marry her granddaughter in the future. No matter how much dowry she gives, people don't want the family to be extinct.
Hehehe!
Everyone felt a little regretful, otherwise she would have felt so bad.
Zhao Da and Wang pulled their son into the house, ignoring the mad dog outside.
Sanzhuzi laughed triumphantly in the yard. He hoped that everyone in the Zhao family would have a good life, including his uncle in the provincial capital.
Don't they all look down on him?
Only when they are not stubborn can he feel more at ease.
"Jiadong, don't pay attention to that crazy guy outside. That's how their family is. They won't be around anymore."
"I know, Mom, I'm going to practice calligraphy."
"Don't you want to take a break?"
"No, I can't sleep if I lie down anyway."
There was no way he could sleep after being humiliated like this.
He must practice his calligraphy. Even if he has no other prospects, at least he will have a long-term livelihood.
Seeing that her son was holding back his anger, Wang Shi comforted him, thinking that her youngest son had finally grown up.
"Sanzhuzi, stop talking nonsense and follow me to the fields."
Zhao Dayong was a little angry. After all, they were his nephews. If they were successful, they would also benefit from it. What idiots!
For example, the third brother, no matter what, he is a scholar and a brother, so people have to give face to the Buddha even if they don’t give face to the monk.
He used to sell vegetables in the county town. He knew several big customers from him and they all ordered vegetables from him. The price was whatever he said without any bargaining.
Even when he went to deliver food on weekdays, the servants would not dare to look at him coldly and were extremely polite.
No matter what the third brother thinks, he has gained some benefits, although not much.
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