297: Return gift

Fang Ji sighed that Mo Ziyun could have such a mind at a young age, and felt that Han Shuxian led by example, not only educated his children well, but also taught Wan Yun, his goddaughter, very well, but after he heard that Murong Qingyuan won the first place in the examination again, he was even more grateful for Han Shuxian's character.

After Mo Ziyun finished talking to Han Shuxian, he talked about the school, and by the way, he also said that Murong Qingyuan was the first in the house exam and was going to prepare to participate in the college exam after the year, so there was Fang Ji's exclamation.

"Uncle Fang, is the college exam difficult?" Mo Ziyun thought about inquiring about the examination situation of the college examination, so that Murong Qingyuan could be fully prepared, so that he could be more sure of the most ideal results.

"Of course it's hard! Some people who have studied all their lives may not be able to pass the examination, which shows the difficulty." Fang Ji replied.

Waiting for Fang Ji to finish speaking, Mo Ziyun replied: "I hope that Brother Qingyuan's hospital exam can be as smooth as the county exam and the government exam, but he is reluctant to sleep, he holds the book and reads it every day, so he just eats the book in his stomach."

"That's not going to work! Don't get tired before the day of the exam." Fang Ji then lifted up the previous exam, someone collapsed in the middle of the exam due to his poor body, and was finally carried out of the examination room.

"When he was in the school, after every class, his godfather would take him out for a walk and wouldn't let him sit in the house all the time." Mo Ziyun talked about Murong Qingyuan's class in the academy.

"Your godfather is right, the imperial examination is important, and the body is even more important."

"Uncle Fang, did you go to the exam questions of the college exam a few years ago?"

"Didn't you get the exam questions for your brother Qingyuan before? Why haven't you done enough?"

Mo Ziyun shook her head, "I have done the county test and the government test before, but now there is no more." His papers have been completed, if he can have a few more sets and practice more pen, he will be more sure when it comes to the exam, but he wants to compete for the first place again, and he will not do more real papers, or how can he get good results in mock papers?

Fang Ji walked to the side of the bookshelf and pulled out a wad of paper from a compartment and placed it on the table, "Take a look for yourself! If there is a suitable one, take it."

Mo Ziyun immediately stuck her head in the roll on the table, and after turning over for a while, she looked up at Fang Ji, her eyes full of hope, and said, "It's all suitable."

When Fang Ji heard this, he said, "I can understand it, you are here to carry these volumes."

Mo Ziyun said, "I'm not here to move, I suddenly have an idea, I'll tell my uncle first."

"Okay, you say."

Then Mo Ziyun said her thoughts, "Uncle has not sorted out these volumes, it is better to leave them to me, I will give Uncle a copy after sorting them into a book, if Uncle feels satisfied after reading the finished volumes, I can also ask Uncle Xie to print more for Uncle You, so that you can use it for the students of Guozijian."

"This method is good, it's just too troublesome for you, do you have time to tidy it up?" Fang Ji knew that Mo Ziyun was also busy on weekdays, and he was afraid that she would not have time.

"We're on vacation, so we have time." Mo Ziyun replied.

"If only you had time."

When leaving the Fang Mansion, the Fang family sent a maid to send the ancestors and grandchildren of the Mo family out, the maid was holding a stack of test papers, and she was also carrying a cloth bag on her shoulder, which contained the Fang family's return gift to the Mo family.

The return gift given by the Fang family didn't mean to fool the Mo family, or to send it away in front of the poor relatives who came to fight the autumn breeze.

First of all, it was a small box for Mo Ziyun, and inside the box was a pair of silver bracelets carved with vines and flowers selected by Mrs. Yan for Mo Ziyun, the bracelets were shiny and shiny, and at a glance they knew that they were new, and no one had worn them yet. In addition to the silver bracelet, there is also a flower made of red gold, the petals are as thin as cicada wings, and the veins of each petal are also clearly visible, which is very realistic.

After Mo Ziyun saw the golden flowers in the box, she was surprised, and it was too delicate, it was beyond her imagination, the workmanship was exquisite, and it was made of gold, and the price was definitely expensive.

After accepting it, according to the etiquette of the times, the rules and regulations thanked Mrs. Yan.

It's not just Mo Aster, it's the Mo family

People have a share, what is given to the Mo family and the husband and wife is two brocades, Murong Qingyuan is a milky white jade pendant, but the bottom of the jade pendant has a touch of green, like a lush grass under layers of white clouds, and Mo Li is a pair of beaded flowers embedded with pearls the size of beans.

Mo Ziyun felt that the return gift they gave herself was too heavy, and she didn't want to accept the flowers made of gold, Song Nanzhi also thought as Mo Ziyun thought, first felt that the two pieces of cloth were too much, and she didn't want to accept them, so she waved her hand and refused: "Old lady, this cloth is too much, I'm afraid that our whole family will not be able to use up a new set of clothes, and you give too much, I want one piece of cloth is enough."

Old Madam Yan said, "What are these words, how can there be any reason for people to take back the things that have been sent." After speaking, he continued: "If you don't need it now, you can keep it and use it later, if the people are obedient, you can also cut some to reward the next people." Old Madam Yan and Song Nanzhi have been talking for an hour and a half, and they will find another suitable opportunity to advise.

The two pieces of cloth were too much, and when they saw Murong Qingyuan's jade pendant, they refused even more, "It's useless for him to ask for a jade pendant for a little baby, I'm afraid this thing is very expensive, keep it for Yuanyuan, and he can wear it when he's older."

There are many reasons why Song Nanzhi doesn't want it, but Mrs. Yan also has her arrangement, and when Song Nanzhi said that the jade pendant is expensive, she immediately said: Qingyuan is several years older than Yuanyuan, I think he can be suitable for wearing a jade pendant now, although it is not a good thing, but the workmanship is very fine, even if it has that green flaw, but a good jade is a good jade, the jade quality is warm and smooth, and it is not cheap at a glance.

Even Song Nanzhi didn't have any empty hands in his hand, carrying a food box, which contained some snacks made by the Fang family's kitchen for the Mo family, in addition to the dim sum, there was also a cook's specialty dishes, thinking that they would eat with their families after they brought them back.

The ancestors and grandchildren of the Mo family did not plan to stay at the Fang family for dinner, but planned to go home after sending the Fang family's New Year's gifts, but they also made preparations, if the Fang family invited them in again, they would also go into the house to pay respects to people in person. This time they came to Beijing, firstly, to do some New Year's goods, by the way, to play for two days, and then to send the New Year's goods to the Fang family.

Although he was ready to go into the house to pay a visit to the Fang family for his early years, as before, he didn't plan to stay for dinner, and he was ready to go home after sitting for a while.

They are farmers, the Fang family is an official, although the Fang family treats people well, but suddenly come to the door, unlike the big families who will pay their respects in advance before visiting each other, the host is ready to welcome guests, they come to the door suddenly, people do not dislike them to disturb, and they must consciously not do too much to disturb.

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