The sound of sand outside has stopped for several days, and human voices have gradually appeared.

It seems that it is safe not to look up to the city. When the wind was killing indiscriminately before, Yuan Zhaozhao was bent on survival, he sealed himself in the room and tried to survive in a desperate situation. Because I can't go out to buy supplies, my daily diet is strictly controlled.

Now that the calamity has stopped, people are a little overwhelmed.

When the main contradiction is resolved, the secondary contradiction comes to mind and disturbs people's minds. Yuan Zhaozhao thought: It's not a way to always mess around in the city. You should try to calm down and put your future plans in place. After all, reality is reality, one's own home...... It's unreliable, you don't have any background, you still have to rely on yourself.

When I think of home, I feel a little homesick...... I heard that the hail in Fenghua City was very fierce, and I don't know how my mother and mother Fan Liguang are doing? What is the situation at home? Did you quarrel with Yuan Kaixiao again? When he thought of Yuan Kaixiao, Yuan Zhaozhao had a feeling of "fire in the backyard" and an indescribable irritability in his heart.

Besides, on the side of Fenghua City, there must also be rumors about Buyang City. In Fan Liguang's ears, if he heard that there was a storm and sand here, he would definitely be very worried about himself......

Yuan Zhaozhao is not afraid of anything, and hardship is nothing to him. The only thing he was afraid of was that there were a few more wrinkles on Fan Liguang's face! Or maybe Fan Liguang's eyes were blurry again!

As for Yuan Kaixiao...... Is he still doing those harmful deeds? Can he stop it? Who will spend those golden knives? Anyway, the two of them won't be able to use it, and they won't dare to use it! He might as well find a serious job in a down-to-earth manner...... always thinks about getting rich overnight and getting something for nothing, as if in this life, the whole family is counting on him, and he has to earn those lives money.

Say something unfilial: After earning so much, does he have a life to spend?

Yuan Zhaozhao was honest, and counted the account with his fingers: reading...... Examination...... Expenditure and income ...... How to calculate how unbalanced......

In this world, it is difficult for me to change the life of this bandit...... It's better to find a pragmatic job and do it for a few years, without having to be down-to-earth in this Raushzi's scientific research?

He has seen that those poor teachers in Shangxi Juku have not even taught themselves to understand, how can they teach themselves to live and understand? Isn't there an old saying? A disciple cannot be higher than a master. How many attainments the master has, the disciple has eight or nine points.

It is better to learn one or two masters, not to learn seven or eight low hands.

Yuan Zhaozhao knew very well in his heart: those people in Shangxi Juku were people who ate with a mouthful of food, and they didn't understand their own reasoning at all, and they were embarrassed to say that they were teachers...... It's all a disgrace to this reputation. He felt sorry for the fee that his mother had paid for a stitch and a thread, and he didn't dare to tell his mother this cruel truth.

To be honest, those who don't look up to the city have the ability to either have a family background or are talented...... None of them are taught.

Yuan Zhaozhao complained the most, not his mother and father, but himself. He didn't think his family was poor, but he didn't think he was the chosen one, just a vertical son of the wall.

Thinking about this, he began to think about the system again. The scientific expedition that does not look up to the city is once every three years, and this year it is canceled, and the cancellation is the cancellation, don't even think about finding a place to reason. Those who spend money to study in the city can only consider themselves unlucky. Wait another three years!

Ask yourself, if you think like this, the children and grandchildren of ordinary people can't afford to take the test at all.

Yuan Zhaozhao calculated: The tariff for three years in Buyangcheng is about the income of Fan Liguang embroidering more than a dozen extremely delicate embroidery horses...... If you take the exam for another three years, it is equivalent to letting your mother embroider for another three years. Her age has come up, and if she embroiders her eyes for another two years, it will be considered a waste.

His expenses are getting bigger and bigger, but his mother is getting older...... Every minute and every second of not looking up to the city is tormented by his conscience.

Daddy Yuan laughed over there, the money earned by harming people's lives, his mother would never let him use a penny, which is tantamount to putting the burden of Yuan Zhaozhao's scientific research on her alone.

Moreover, even if three years later, I was admitted, my mother was old, I was a new person at that time, and I didn't know what to do.

Inside and out, the time and money invested in it...... Which one is something that the Yuan family can't afford......

Yuan Zhaozhao was sitting on pins and needles in this private house.

He felt that this path was impassable......

It's not that he's cowardly, and it's not that he wants to run away from ......

It is precisely because he looks at himself rationally and looks at this three-year and three-year scientific expedition...... I felt hopeless...... He couldn't enjoy it with peace of mind, and his mother-in-law Fan Liguang earned his hard-earned money with a stitch and a thread. How can I concentrate on preparing for the exam when I am so full of guilt?

There was an indescribable feeling that pressed on Yuan Zhaozhao's heart.

The cost here is too high, and he can't do it all. If he goes out to earn some money, he can't prepare for the exam with peace of mind, and if he can't pass the exam, he will live up to his mother's expectations......

I'm afraid that the heroic geniuses sung in the opera are all fake! His life is just so dry and boring! There is no lighthearted color.

Yuan Zhaozhao seems to have fallen into a strange circle. No one, no power, could pull him out of this circle. How else can he save? All the things, he picked up the cheapest to buy, and he was still stretched. There is not much left of the golden knife in his hand.

He wanted the expedition to be late because he wanted to be well prepared......

He also hoped that the scientific examination would be earlier, because his mother had little time to do needlework, and he didn't want Fan Liguang's hopes to be disappointed.

This year's wind and sand is too coincidental, like a punishment.

Yuan Zhaozhao couldn't help but think like this: Could it be because his father Yuan Kaixiao killed so many people? He and his mother were paying off Yuan Kaixiao's debts!

Their family, after all, is a mistake!

I'm here alone, unrelated, even dead, and I can't find anyone to bring back.

The messenger across the city was too expensive, and Yuan Zhaozhao couldn't afford it.

In the past three years, there has been no major incident, and he will not find a messenger to report home.

......

After thinking about it so much, life still has to go on for the time being.

The stored rice, noodles, vegetables and vegetables have bottomed out, Yuan Zhaozhao cleaned up and prepared to go out.

......

Opening the door, the sunlight outside pierced Yuan Zhaozhao's eyes.

In order to prevent wind and sand, Yuan Zhaozhao used cloth and wooden planks to make the house tight, almost no wind leakage, and no light transmission. The whole room was as dark as a cellar.

If you don't light a candle, you can't read the words clearly.

The wind and sand stopped, and Yuan Zhaozhao was able to distinguish by listening to the sounds outside.

This opening, there is a feeling of seeing the light of day again.

Chapter 114 is like Yuan Zhaozhao, who is sitting on pins and needles, and sees the end of the day

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