Chapter 3 The Zhao family sends meat
At sunset, the sunset illuminates the sky, and the layers of colorful auspicious clouds shine brightly, spreading a layer of orange veil on the farmhouse courtyard.
"Brother Jun, Brother Jun!"
A girl with two small horns on her head poked her head out of the fence and called Shen Yanjun's name.
Shen Yanjun turned his head, his good-looking eyebrows were gently raised, it was Zhao Ling'er, the daughter of the Zhao family, who was eight years old.
"Ling'er, what are you doing?"
I saw the little girl struggling to carry a piece of pork, passing it through the fence, and looking at him with a smile.
"My brother said this is for you to eat!"
Shen Yanjun pondered for a moment and stretched out his hand to take it.
"Tomorrow morning, wait for me at the door."
A mellow male voice suddenly came, causing Shen Yanjun's hand to lift the meat trembled slightly, and he almost threw the meat to the ground.
Looking up, the eight-foot-long man leaned against the door of Zhao's house, looking at her quietly with obsidian-like eyes.
Thinking of the agreement between the original owner and Zhao Wenliang, the corners of Shen Yanjun's mouth twitched, who did he look down on?
"Okay."
This meat is so delicious!
Zhao Wenliang raised his eyebrows, with a hint of smile and surprise in his eyes, he didn't expect her to be so refreshing.
failed in the township test, and she couldn't be so calm with her strong self-esteem.
Shen Zhao's two families are next to each other, he and her are only two years apart, they have played together since childhood, and they have studied to gain fame.
As for why he knew that Shen Yanjun was a woman, he had to start from three years ago......
More on that later.
Shen Yanjun didn't care what Zhao Wenliang thought, he just thought that the eldest brother who played together gave a piece of meat and brought it back to his own stove.
In the hall, the old man and Father Shen were both silently drinking coarse tea.
"Bao'er, come and sit here!"
The old man who beckoned her to pass was dark-skinned, thin, and his face was full of vicissitudes.
The old man's fingers tapped on the table, and his expression was serious and showed a hint of disappointment: "Bao'er, you failed in the township test, do you know what is wrong?" ”
Shen Yanjun saw the anxiety and hesitation in the old man's eyes, and a trace of guilt welled up in his heart,
"Grandpa, horses have stumbled, people have missed, and next time it won't."
Grandpa Shen's eyes were red, and his cloudy eyes were filled with tears, and the child couldn't be blamed for this, but all the efforts of the family in the past few years have been put on Xiaobao, and they are looking forward to him shining on the lintel......
The Shen family is surrounded by walls, and all the silver is used to pay for the bundles, buy pen, ink, paper, inkstones, etc., as well as the travel expenses for the exam and various dotting fees.
Now hope has turned into disappointment.
"Since you are confident, then go to the test next time."
Grandpa Shen said in a deep voice, patted Shen Yanjun's shoulder hard, the only male in his grandchildren, God bless!
"But Xiaobao was dropped out of school, can he teach himself?"
Father Shen on the side couldn't help muttering, the academy in the town only recruits talents, but for those who fail to pass the exam, they will all be withdrawn.
So Shen Yanjun was dropped out of school.
"This..."The old man was in trouble, looking at Shen Yanjun at a loss.
"Grandpa, I can teach myself."
"Let Yanjun come with me to Taoyuan Academy."
Zhao Wenliang walked in and successfully attracted the attention of the Shen family.
The sister-in-law Shen Yuanfu followed behind Zhao Wenliang, and it was obvious that she opened the door.
Taoyuan Academy is located in the feng shui treasure of Taoyuan County, and is the most famous academy in the county, bringing together the talents of the entire county and ten miles and eight townships.
To be able to enter this academy is nothing more than a person who is admitted by virtue of his talents, or a child of a noble family who has money but no land to spend.
A typical silver tael does not need fame, and talent does not need a silver tael.
"How can Xiaobao have the ability to go in?" Father Shen frowned.