The exam room was even more uncomfortable. Not only was it small, but it was also drafty. There were only three walls, and everyone had to answer questions facing the empty walls.
With strong winds and heavy rain, the test papers may not be able to be protected.
What a sin!
Fortunately, he escaped from the sea of suffering.
"Come on, go on, go home and have a bowl of spicy soup to warm yourself up. Old man, don't go out and pick river gourds yourself in this weather, let the servants do it."
"But……"
"It's nothing to worry about. It would be unreasonable for us to suffer at this point, don't you think? We can't just go through the trouble."
I didn't feel anything before I came out, but after I came out I realized how much the old man had suffered recently.
Qian Youfu's eyes were red. He tried to persuade his grandfather several times, but he refused to listen. He said he couldn't pick it up by himself, and insisted that they go in different directions to pick it up.
The family really didn't need his share of the money; the servants they brought were enough.
"Grandpa Qian, please listen to Dad's advice and don't let us worry."
"Okay, okay, I won't go, okay?"
He also felt that he was a little unable to work anymore. He struggled to get up in the morning, unwilling to admit his old age.
Song thought of her parents and was very worried. "I feel like the weather is getting cold very early this year. I don't know how they are doing. I guess they haven't been out working, right?"
"Don't worry, my uncle and the others are not stupid, they will definitely not let them go out and suffer."
"I hope so. You know that parents are very stubborn and refuse to admit their age."
Old Master Qian touched his nose. Why did he feel that the Song family was talking about him?
After Xiao Lei entered the examination room, he looked everywhere for the teacher but couldn't find him, so he could only look for his seat first.
"Master?"
"Leizi, where are you sitting?"
"Over there in front, you here?"
The master smiled bitterly, "As you can see, I drew the stinky number. Well, forget it, let it be. Fortunately, your wife thought of how to get rid of the stinky smell and brought a lot of things. I guess I won't be too upset."
Luckily, it was cool, so there weren't as many flies and mosquitoes. And since it was the first round, the toilet hadn't reached its stinkiest point yet.
Xiao Lei looked at the Master with sympathy, "How about I give you my share as well?"
"No need. I was already prepared when I came in. It's just a bad number. How can it stump me? It's no problem. Okay, go do your thing. After the exam, we'll meet at the door to discuss the questions."
"Okay, I'll go over there first. See you at the door after the exam."
Xiao Lei really wanted to ask the teacher to change seats, but he knew the teacher's temper and knew he would definitely not agree.
When the exam bell rang, all the students who were still outside the examination room hurried back to their seats and packed up their things for the exam. A quarter of an hour later, when the second bell rang, the yamen runners came to distribute the exam papers.
Xiao Lei heard a faint cough. Someone had caught a cold before the exam even started. How could he last three days with such a weak body?
He was freezing when he was undressing for inspection at the door just now, but his wife prepared brown sugar ginger tea for him, and he felt better after drinking a few sips.
Some elderly people were so cold that they couldn't put on clothes and their bodies were completely stiff.
The time spent on the imperial examination seemed a bit torturous.
The bell rang again, and the original noise became completely quiet. Everyone sat in their seats waiting for the test paper.
A strong wind was blowing in his face, and he took out his windshield mask. The weather today seemed not very good, and he hoped it would not rain.
The yamen runner was stunned when the test papers were distributed in front of him. This man was well prepared, with a gray rabbit fur hat, a mask, and even a cloak.
While others were shivering and blowing their lips on their hands, he was comfortable.
No, the gloves on his hands are very strange. They have no fingers. They do not affect writing and can keep warm at the same time. Who is so smart to prepare this?
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