At night, in the bedroom.
Cui Zhongyuan was still worried about his hair while shaking his head as he read the book.
The uncle next door woke up after fainting and was also reading.
Cui Xian felt secretly anxious when he heard this.
He wanted to say, don't study anymore, you are going to take part in the college entrance examination soon, at least you can do a few eight-part essays with each other and try to solve the problem.
With the way you two study so hard, it would be a miracle if you could get into high school!
Not to mention, the two of you are playing in a hell-level imperial examination dungeon second only to the difficulty of Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions—
Hexi Village is located in the Central Plains, Henan Province, Nanyang Prefecture, and Nanyang County.
From ancient times to the present, Henan students have experienced so many sorrows that it is hard to even begin to describe them all.
But Cui Xian couldn't even say these words.
How could an eight-year-old child understand this?
After traveling through time, he carefully played his own "personality" for fear of being discovered.
Even so, there are times when things get exposed.
After finishing the book, Cui Zhongyuan rubbed his head and went to bed. He met his son's gaze and said complacently: "Look, Xian'er, your father is both hardworking and smart. I thought about it carefully just now. Since your grandmother said that your grandfather came to you in a dream, I think your father will definitely pass this time."
Cui Xian: “…”
Is this the illusion of a poor student?
How horrible.
He didn't want to respond, so he turned over quietly, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Being ignored, Cui Zhongyuan looked at his wife Chen with grievance: "Why do I feel that Xian Ge'er is getting less and less interested in me now? He doesn't even call me dad anymore."
This is also human nature.
After traveling across time, Cui Xian adapted well overall.
But as an orphan in my previous life, I am used to being alone.
He was too embarrassed to use the terms "Dad" or "Mom" for the time being.
Chen was carefree and annoyed by her husband's noises while she was sleeping. She muttered, "Maybe it's because your hair is getting thinner and thinner. It's no big deal. Go to sleep."
Cui Xian's worry, which had just been tense, eased again and he couldn't help laughing out loud.
Cui Zhongyuan heard it.
He glanced at his son, then deliberately lay down and hugged Cui Xian in his arms: "Okay, you still dare to laugh! If you don't care about your father, then your father will care about you, hehe."
Cui Xian tried to struggle, but he couldn't get free, so he had no choice but to give up.
Cui Zhongyuan's snoring soon came to my ears.
In the darkness, a smile quietly appeared on Cui Xian's lips as he was hugged by his "father".
As the saying goes: Flowers may bloom again, but people can never be young again.
Cui Xian never expected that as an orphan he would travel back to ancient times, grow up from a child again, and experience the warmth of home.
This feeling is pretty good.
The next day.
As usual, Cui Xian got up early to practice the Five Animal Exercises, ate a tasteless breakfast, and helped weave hemp at home.
My uncle and father went back to their rooms to read.
While the family was busy in the yard, the village head came to visit.
Lin and Chen, who were busy weaving hemp, saw the person coming and quickly stood up and called out "Seventh Uncle".
Old Mrs. Cui glanced at the other person and said nothing.
The head of the village rubbed his hands and said to Old Lady Cui, "I'm here to discuss something with my sister-in-law."
Mrs. Cui then said, "Come in and sit down. The eldest daughter-in-law will go and boil some hot water."
Chen invited the head of the village to the main hall, and did not forget to turn around and wave to the younger ones in the family: "Xuan Jie'er, take your brothers out to play for a while."
Cui Xuan responded obediently.
Aunt Lin went to the kitchen to boil water. When no one was paying attention, she called her son quietly, "Brother Yu."
Cui Yu ran into the kitchen with confusion.
Lin handed over a small paper bag and said, "Your grandmother is talking to your seventh uncle and has no time for anything else. Eat it quickly and don't let anyone see you."
Inside the paper package were three small pieces of bacon leftovers.
Cui Yu’s eyes suddenly widened.
After hesitating for a moment, he quickly grabbed two pieces of bacon and ran out: "I'll take two pieces, one for my brother, one for my sister, and the remaining piece will be for my mother to eat."
Lin was furious when he heard this.
He is such a blockhead, just like his father. He never thinks of himself first when good things come to him!
At this moment, Chen shouted in the yard: "Sister-in-law, mother asked you to come in."
"I'll be right there."
Upon hearing this, Lin subconsciously hid the paper bag in her arms.
But after a moment, she pouted and walked out, quietly stuffing the small piece of bacon into Chen's mouth: "You are heavy, take some tonic."
Chen pursed her lips and said, "Oh my god, it's meat!"
It smells so good!
She held it in her mouth and chewed it, not wanting to swallow it, and murmured softly, "Sister-in-law, you are so nice, you are the best in our family!"
Lin was so flattered that she was overwhelmed with praise and felt extremely happy.
But soon, the two sisters-in-law were no longer "beautiful".
because.
From the inner room came the angry question of Old Lady Cui: "Seventh Brother, your eldest brother treated you well when he was alive, and now you want to send Boshan and Zhongyuan to do corvée? You know very well that the college entrance examination will be held in half a month!"
The head of the village sighed and stammered, "Sister-in-law, I'm in a dilemma too. When was the quota for corvée labor in previous years allocated to your family? As time goes on, other families will complain. If you don't plan to perform corvée labor, you should prepare to raise money as soon as possible, five taels per person."
It turned out that the village head came for the issue of "corvee labor quota".
Chen and Lin's faces changed drastically.
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The other side.
The three siblings of the Cui family left the house together.
Hexi Village is not small, with about a hundred households, and the houses are very shabby and dilapidated.
Looking at the village that was in such shocking decline, Cui Xian felt extremely sad.
He had read history books thoroughly and naturally knew how miserable life was for the peasants in the feudal dynasties.
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