The township examination is officially over, and there are people everywhere who talk about it, most of whom feel that they are full of poetry and books, and have unique views on political affairs and people's livelihood, but they don't know it......

Hehe, Yang Yichen doesn't think that they will be in a high position one day and be a good official. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he is not a good person himself, he never harms the interests of innocent people.

After staying in Linyi County for two days, Yang Yichen embarked on the journey home.

In the afternoon, when he arrived in Bixi Town, Wen's presence made him have to go home.

Different from the white eyes of the past, different from the previous high-mindedness, Yang Bingshan was very polite this time, and a rare smile appeared on his weather-beaten but still handsome face.

"Hahaha, Chen'er is back? It's hard, wait, Dad asked the kitchen to prepare food for you to make up for your body. Immediately turned around and glanced at Steward Yang: "Why don't you hurry up and prepare for the eldest young master?"

"Yes, yes, minion, that's the preparation. Steward Yang's body was in a ball, mellow and ready to go.

"Thank you, Dad!" Yang Yichen rarely gave him a good face, since this son Zhong Xiucai, he hadn't seen a father a few times.

What's more, this time he returned from the township test, and the son who came first in the county test, is it not a sure thing to win?

He never doubted that Yang Bingshan's teeth were blind when he thought of this.

"By the way, Dad, I'm tired when I just came back, so I'll go back and rest first!" Yang Yichen really didn't feel like seeing this so-called dad for a moment, and he really felt uncomfortable.

"Hey, okay, it's time to take a good rest, that dad won't bother you, you hurry back to your yard to rest, I'll send someone to clean your room every day, hehehe!"

Yang Bingshan's flattering face, as well as Yang Yichen's brain that no longer thinks about a word, made him completely unaware of his son's impatience.

Walking inside, Yang Yichen was tired, but he was very unaccustomed to the so-called father who pounced on him like a fly for a little benefit.

Anyway, did he have such treatment before? It's a joke, Yang Bingshan hasn't taken a fancy to the status he has now, a talent show, and even a person's aura.

If he didn't have these? Without these, would he still get the same treatment as Yang Bingshan? Of course the answer is no, maybe at that time Yang Bingshan looked at him like a plague, and he wanted to hide away.

The largest courtyard in the backyard is full of flowers, a rattan chair is located under the trellis, and a woman lies on it to rest in the shade of a shady tree, her slender figure is accompanied by a dark red dress, and the skin is becoming smoother and fairer.

Her slightly closed eyes left a shallow shadow, and with a quiet smile on the corner of her mouth, she exuded a gentle aura.

"Mother, I'm back!"

The woman sat up suddenly, and the cold quilt on her body slipped quietly, and she didn't know it: "Chen'er, are you back?"

It turned out that the woman was none other than Wen.

In a peaceful mood, her appetite is getting better day by day, especially when people who have stepped on her are trampled underfoot, and this feeling is a feeling that has never been experienced in many years.

It turns out that people really have the same mentality, they can't stand the bullying of others against themselves, even if they were weak at the time, and they didn't hold any grudges at that time.

But the indelible shadow has been left in the heart, until one day those who have suffered have the opportunity to fight back.

"What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? How are you eating? Are you cold and hungry, the food in the examination room must not be delicious, you must eat dry steamed buns, what do you want to eat now? ”

Wen didn't mention his exams, and he was concerned about his body inside and out.

She knew that her son's old illness had not been cured for a long time, and she didn't know if she could stand such an intense exam.

"Mother, don't worry, my son is fine. ”

The young man's eyes were involuntarily empty, and in front of him was the piece of dry food in the examination room, yes, dry food, compared with other candidates, compared with the second and third days when he began to gnaw dry steamed buns and drink cold water, his dry food has a unique feature.

As soon as the boiling water is boiled, the fragrance wafts in, there is a thick soup porridge, and there are fragrant noodles.

A little boiling water boiled in the small stove next to it, and it could be started as soon as it was hot, and when the hunger was unbearable, those seemingly ordinary dry food played a big role.

I really don't know how to get those yellow flour and noodles-like things, it turns out that the girl really didn't lie to him.

Next to his ear was still the package handed over by the girl when she saw him off: "Yang Yichen, remember that these can be brought to the examination room to eat, you can just boil the water and rinse it, it's delicious." ”

At that time, he didn't think too much about it, but just subconsciously brought it to the examination room.

Unexpectedly, on the second and third days, he could still eat a hot meal, that feeling, it was really ......

That's the only thing he felt.

In fact, it is not a novelty, but Liu Qingxi burned a fire, fried some white noodles, and fried them until they were slightly yellow in color and shoveled them out of the pot.

Then fry some peanuts, remove the crispy skin, roll out the rolling pin into fine granules, and mix with the fried flour.

Simple and nutritious, and relatively fragrant fried flour is ready, put some boiling water and mix it into a paste that is very delicious.

As for the noodles in Yang Yichen's eyes, it's just that she passed them in the oil pan for a while, and they are easy to store after they are fried.

It's rare that the son actually ran away again, and Wen quipped: "Oh, who is this cold son of mine thinking of? Don't tell me that you didn't think about anything, it's all written on your face." ”

The handsome face was gradually dyed with rouge, spreading all the way to the back of the ears and the base of the neck.

"Okay, okay, whether you admit it or not, your mother understands, you can do whatever you want next, your mother won't stop you. ”

Hehe, little look, don't think she doesn't know who he thinks in his heart, who else can make this son change his face?

The Wen family didn't have this black-bellied appearance before, Yang Yichen didn't want to face his mother at the moment.

However, for the first time, he also learned about the current situation of the family, and when he learned from his subordinates that the old lady did not suffer, on the contrary, the woman who had suppressed them for many years was not light.

What is the biggest punishment for Liang Mei'er? That is, she can't ask for it, and the more she wants, the more she won't let her get it.

During this time, she racked her brains to attract Yang Bingshan's attention, pretending to be weak and pitiful.

If it was before, Yang Bingshan did eat her set, but today, hehe!

Compared with the honor and benefits that Yang Yichen can bring him, Liang Meier is given up in minutes.

Where is the down-and-out woman still glamorous as before.

The dry and yellow hair, the eye sockets that collapsed deeply, stood with Wen, and grew a generation.

"Oh, why did my sister get like this?" Wen's mouth had a light smile on the corner, and the dark red shirt did not make her old, but more charming.