The night was dark.

It was close to Shangyuan, there was no snow tonight, the clouds were thin, and the moonlight was falling.

Not so cold, but cold enough.

The curtain was lifted, the wind blew from the backyard, and in the shop in front, the candles on the countertop shook slightly, flickering and dimming, and finally they couldn't resist the wind and went out completely.

Mother Qian hurriedly stepped forward and lowered the curtain.

At the same time, Father Qian quickly re-lit the candle with the fire fold, and the light in the room was restored.

"The first one is on the ninth day of junior high school, right?" Father Qian sighed, "It's not a month since it's full, isn't it that the closer it gets, the more urgent it is, you can still think about it as 'next year' a year ago, once the year has passed, the days will be different." ”

"Yes," Qian Mu nodded, "but I'm worried about him." I don't know what to do in the exam room, but I know that when people are nervous and messy, they can't take the exam. ”

There is a calligraphy and painting shop at home, and there is a scholar's son, and Qian's mother has some knowledge.

The Qian family didn't live here at the earliest, so in order to let their son study and study well, they moved to the vicinity of Xiangju Academy, let him worship in it, and then set up this shop, just to provide a jinshi out.

And studying is not just a child's business.

Unable to help in their studies, the husband and wife are very concerned about Qian Hui's life, and often go to the academy to ask about the situation, and from time to time, the gentlemen will also tell them something that should be paid attention to and can be done.

Father Qian sat down with a calm face and said, "I didn't force him." I didn't always say before that with our background, at his age, it is extremely rare to be able to lift people in the examination.

If this is not in the capital, in a different place in the countryside, who will provide a man, not the whole village to hold a banquet and beat gongs and drums?

I also told him in the morning that this time it was a practice, and everyone was happy if they didn't, and if they didn't, we would come back in three years.

As a result, he was gloomy and silent, and I couldn't help it. ”

"That's not what you should say!" Mother Qian glared at him, "It's still you, a father, who looks down on him!" ”

"Where do I look down on ꓹ" Father Qian couldn't hear thisꓹ Daoꓹ "I'm calm and angry ꓹ Hey ꓹ I'm not evenꓹ I've been reading it for so many years ꓹ Seeing that I'm going to take the exam ꓹ Where can I be really flat, but I'm just pretending to show him."

Parental heart.

Mother Qian understood and smiled bitterly: "Can't your son understand the ꓹ you pretend?" I can't persuade him, and I don't dare to persuade him. After the festival, you go to the academy to find Mr. ꓹ and talk to him, and he can listen to what Mr. said. ”

Father Qian answered, and said, "Isn't he familiar with Yang Jilin?" Yang Jilin is experienced enough and knows how to calm his mind before and after the exam, so I went to Yang's house to ask him to persuade his son. ”

"Forget it," Qian Mu snorted, "Don't make trouble for the Yang family. After so many years of exams, I don't know what the result is this time. If he falls off the list again, he won't blame our wife and daughter-in-law, saying that Hui'er's matter distracts him. Let's talk about what if, in case Hui'er is hit and he falls, even if it is a feud. ”

"What's the grudge here!" Father Qian shook his head, "You old ladies just have a lot of things!" ”

Mother Qian rolled her eyes, unwilling to fight with Father Qian on this matter, and turned back to the backyard.

The old lady has more to do.

Think about it, if you are Yang Jilin's wife or daughter-in-law, she has been serving for so many years, and she is disappointed again and continues to wait for three years......

She's going to have to go crazy too!

Mother Qian stood in the backyard, looking at Qian Hui's house with the lights still on, her eyes burning.

In the shop in front, Father Qian sat there, closing his eyes and recuperating, waiting for the guest who didn't know if he would appear.

In fact, there are still a few more ears in his family's calligraphy and painting shop.

However, the visitor was too small and not tall, so he gently and skillfully jumped over the doorrail and hid in the corner.

That's a couple of cats.

The one who starts is ebony.

When there is no business, they are naturally thrifty, so they light candles, and there are shelves to cover them, which cannot illuminate the whole shop, and it is extremely easy for them to hide.

Ebony listened to this conversation, and together with his little followers, he went out of the shop again.

A few jumps, went up to the roof, and finally ran to the top of Qian Hui's house.

It was quiet at the bottom, but it was Mother Qian, who was still standing in the yard.

In the moonlight, she caught a glimpse of the cats, but the roof was high, and she wanted to catch up, but there was no way for a while.

Soon, several cats ran away, leaving only one small dot, lying on the tile, not moving, as if dozing off.

Seeing this, Mother Qian didn't bother to care.

Wild cats, it's good not to make your son study.

If she yells and can't get along with the cat, she will quarrel with her son.

What remained was a cat with yellow and black fur, very small, not much bigger than a tile.

And Ebony had already taken the other cats to Yang Jilin's house.

The Yang family lives in a courtyard house.

When Ebony arrived, the main house of the courtyard was pitch black, with oil lights in the east chamber and candles in the west chamber.

It passed through the courtyard, stepped on the water tank, and looked at the east chamber, Yang Jilin shook his head behind the bookcase, and he looked at the west chamber again, and there were three people around under the candles.

An old woman, a middle-aged woman, and, a young man.

The old lady said about the situation of Yang Jilin's family, and Ebony knew at a glance that this was Yang Jilin's mother, wife and son.

The three of them were quiet, no one spoke, squinting, just the little light, doing their work.

On the Shangyuan Festival, the most indispensable thing is the lanterns.

The son held the bamboo strip to weave the frame, and Yang's wife and Yang's mother pasted paper, no one was silent, but they had a tacit understanding.

Until Mother Yang rubbed her eyes vigorously.

"Mother," Yang said, "You go and rest, and Brother Zhong and I will do it." ”

Mother Yang's voice was very soft: "I'll stay up again, it's not a few days away from Shangyuan, and it's money to make one more lamp." Wait until the festival is over, and then rest. ”

When Yang's wife heard this, she didn't persuade again, but the movements of her hands were faster.

Ebony looked at it for a while and left the Yang family.

This house is so dull that it doesn't speak, and it can see what tricks it can see.

Leaving a half-black cat behind, Ebony went to Wang Sheng's house.

The atmosphere of Wang Sheng's family is completely different from the previous two, and a father-son war broke out here.

Wang Sheng is being scolded by his father.

Xu is a good face, and the king's father scolded people and suppressed his voice, afraid that the neighbors would listen to it, but his face was red, which showed that he was angry.

"There's still a month, and you don't want to read it for even a month? Other candidates, whoever dares to relax at this time, it's you, it's you! It's nonsense at this time! ”

Wang Sheng's face was also ugly, and he said, "My daughter-in-law is Hu Lai?" The daughter-in-law doesn't sleep when she marries her, what do you do when you marry her? ”

Wang Sheng's daughter-in-law stood aside, her face was so red that she was dripping blood, and she didn't dare to say anything at all.

The royal father scolded: "You live in peace, I care so much about you? Think about it for yourself, it's almost midnight from the time it gets dark, have you ever been out of the house? Take what you can! ”