Happy field and happy land

Chapter 27: On the second day of February, the dragon raises its head

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She kept saying that her son was young and should not be anxious, and that whether he passed the exam or not would be his fate. However, as the county exam drew closer, she became more and more nervous and worried. She was distracted from doing things every day. He warned the children at home not to disturb Bo Rong, but he couldn't help but poke his head around the door of the west room, asking whether it was hot or cold, whether he was thirsty or hungry, which made the atmosphere in the whole family tense. Get up.

He Hua occasionally offered some words of comfort, but when she saw Fang nodding in agreement one moment and forgetting about it the next, she felt helpless and could only pray in her heart that Bo Rong would not be affected and give full play to her strength.

Now on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Qi Jintang has started teaching Hehua literacy every day. He is not very young, so he has no doubts about Hehua's rapid learning speed and ability to accept Chapter 27, February 2, the dragon raises its head. There is also a vague feeling that I have taught well.

That day at the riverside, He Hua first recited the words she learned the day before. When she saw Qi Jintang lowering his head to examine it carefully, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Jintang, what is going on with this child test?" She kept thinking about this question. They didn't understand and didn't want to disturb Borong. Zhu Yongxin and Fang couldn't explain it themselves, so they had to ask Qi Jintang to answer their questions.

"The Tongsheng Examination is for children to be admitted as scholars. There are three exams in total, namely the County Examination, the Government Examination, and the Academy Examination." Qi Jintang checked that there were no errors or omissions in He Hua's handwriting, and then explained to her in detail, "The exam in February is The first time, called the county examination, is presided over by the county magistrate. If you pass this time, you can take the prefecture examination presided over by the magistrate in April. The last is the college examination. If you pass all three, you can be admitted. Go to the county school or government school to study, which is what we usually call a scholar."

He Hua stuck her tongue out after hearing this, okay? It was so complicated to be a scholar in ancient times. No wonder Fang was so nervous. It was really much more troublesome than the college entrance examination. I heard that it would take half a year to get through the exam. If so, If Bo Rong is really promising in the future and goes to the provincial examination or the general examination, then Fang will probably be able to get over it straight away.

"Lotus is interested in this? It's a pity that there are no female scholars!" Qi Jintang turned around and asked, throwing the small stone in his hand.

He Hua raised her feet and erased all the words written in front of her, and said with a smile: "I've heard my eldest brother memorize articles. It's not fun at all. I won't take the exam!"

"Then why do you like literacy so much?" Qi Jintang asked in confusion, "Isn't literacy just for reading?"

"There are many kinds of books. Those travel notes, agricultural books, and stories are much more interesting than those you may read." After Hehua said this, he quickly added, "I haven't read it, but last time When I go to town and hear what other people say, it seems like it’s fun.”

"Travel notes and conversation books are fun." Qi Jintang said with a smile, "But what is the agricultural book?"

"..." He Hua was stunned and thought a little guiltily that no one here has written agricultural books, but still said weakly, "My brother said that there is everything in the book, including a collection of classics and history and all things in the world. I thought it also talked about There are books on how to farm!”

Qi Jintang was a little unsure when he heard this. He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose and said: "Farming and other things are mostly passed down from generation to generation. I don't know if someone will write some books specially, but the books in my father's study are A lot, wait until I get back and see if I tell you."

He Hua felt very cute when she saw him like this. Although this kid was a bit nagging and trying to teach others, he was humble and progressive. He also treated his five-year-old child honestly and equally, instead of being perfunctory. So he smiled and nodded and said, "Okay, remember to look at it for me."

Qi Jintang's teaching has never been based on any enlightenment readings, but is random. Sometimes it is something that Lotus is interested in, sometimes it is a poem or lyric that he likes, and sometimes he just teaches whatever he talks about. What, now that he was talking about agricultural books, he taught him the names of many crops. He first wrote them on the ground one by one, and then looked at the lotus and followed them carefully, stroke by stroke. He couldn't help but ask: "Lotus likes it very much." Farming?”

Hehua said without raising her head: "Farming is very good. If you harvest more food, you won't go hungry. If you have more, you can still make money."

Qi Jintang said nothing when he heard this, with a thoughtful look on his face. But in the next few days, he would bring something to eat every time. Sometimes it was a few exquisite snacks, sometimes it was two still warm eggs. Once, he even took it out of his arms and wrapped it in oil paper. Two pork empanadas came. Then he said that he has been hungry recently, so he brought some to eat, so naturally he gave half of it to Hehua.

He Hua was not suspicious at first. As the saying goes, a young man is poor and he is poor. Qi Jintang was growing up, so it was normal to have extra meals between meals. But then I gradually discovered that he always watched me finish eating, and then found various excuses to coax myself to eat more. So after five or six days, even though he was as slow as a lotus, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Jintang, do you think I don't have enough to eat at home?"

Qi Jintang's face turned red when he heard this, and the hand holding the dried tofu roll paused, and he said a little coyly: "Didn't you say last time that you could have enough food by picking more grains? I thought your family..."

"My family is quite poor now, but the days will get better and better soon!" Hehua stood up and looked at the land and mountains in the distance. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her big watery eyes were full of hope. Now it is gone. With the ties of those relatives, as long as our hearts are focused in one place and our efforts are directed in one place, good days will be just around the corner.

The days after the separation passed by peacefully and quickly. Without paying attention, it was already February. The children in the village were playing outside and singing: "On February 2, the dragon raises its head, and the emperor plows the land. The cattle are driven; the empress of the palace comes to bring food, and the ministers of the court throw away the seeds. Spring plowing and summer work lead the world, and the harvest is abundant and the peace is peaceful in autumn."

On the second day of February, when the dragon raised its head, it was still dark. Zhu Yongxin and Fang got up in the dark, carried a lantern and went out to fetch water. After returning home, they poured the water into the water tank, then lit the oil lamp in the house and greeted the children. They got up and put on their clothes, took poles to knock on the beams, took stove ashes and spread them around the house. Then the whole family went to Lao Zhutou's courtyard to worship their ancestors, and then went home carrying the allocated pig head meat.

Fang was cooking, Jasmine was helping in the kitchen, and Lotus was on the kang looking at Shuanzi, who was almost four months old. He could now make babbling sounds, but no one knew what he was talking about.

"Shuanzi is good, call me sister, sister..." Hehua persisted in repeating the word sister over and over again. Although children don't speak so early, the more they say it, the more they will naturally leave a deep impression. Maybe they will start talking about it in the future. In a word, she is a sister.

Naturally, Shuanzi didn't know what He Hua was thinking. All his attention was on a colorful sandbag, and he kept moving his small and unruly body, trying to get closer to the sandbag.

Just when he was about to catch the sandbag, Hehua unkindly reached out and snatched it away. While shaking the sandbag, he continued to seduce: "Shuanzi, call me sister. If you call me, I'll give it to you." However, Shuanzi seemed aggrieved. If it didn't work, her little face wrinkled up, and she was about to burst into tears, so she had no choice but to put the sandbag into Shuan Shuan's hand without persistence, and quickly coaxed him to laugh again.

I don't know whether it was because the family was separated, or because Borong was leaving for the city to take the county examination on the third day of February, but Fang was extremely generous for the first time and was busy in the kitchen with joy. Mix a few handfuls of white flour into the multigrain noodles, roll out the noodles and bake spring pancakes, stir-fry meat with bean sprouts, stir-fry eggs with green onions, remove half of the leftover smoked chicken from the Chinese New Year, finely shred the green onions, and slice pig head meat. Plate, and finally filled with homemade noodle sauce, brought it to a full table.

Red meat, green onions, browned eggs, translucent bean sprouts, smeared with sweet noodle sauce, rolled up in soft spring pancakes, bite into it, all kinds of flavors are mixed together, making people want to touch their own fingers. The children ate their heads in all the food and laughed happily.

Mrs. Fang raised her hand and gave Bo Rong a piece of pig head meat and said, "Eat more, I'm going to the city tomorrow, and I don't know how the food and accommodation will be there."

"Mom, there's no need to worry. The five of us who are environmentally friendly are going together. The second uncle of one of us has opened a shop in the city and said that he has arranged a place for us. We only need to pay some money, and someone will bring tea and water every day. , cook food." Borong also raised his hand to pick up two chopsticks for Fang, and comforted her, "Besides, this is just a county test. I heard from my husband that as long as the words are neat and smooth, the article will definitely be good. No problem, so I should only have to go for three to five days and then be back.”

"My mother doesn't understand what you are studying, so you just have to know it yourself." After dinner, Mrs. Fang began to pack Bo Rong's luggage. She picked up clothes without pudding and packed them up, in case there was one. Accidents can be replaced, so I stuffed a handful of money into his luggage, and stuffed dozens of coins into his wallet as a precaution.

Fang didn't dare to move around with the Four Treasures of the Study, so she urged Borong to pack it up early, and kept telling him: "Check all the things before entering the venue, don't leave anything behind, put all the money and everything else away, Don’t lose it…”

Mrs. Fang was busy nagging inside and outside, and finally stood in front of Bo Rong. Looking at her eldest son, who was almost as tall as herself, she reached out and touched her son's cheek and said, "Your aunt spent twenty taels of silver." , I have found some connections for Bo Kai in the city, but our family can’t afford that much money, and your father has been tossing and turning these past few nights and can’t sleep well, so don’t blame your parents for not being able to help you.”

"Mom, what are you talking about? Even if our family has that kind of money, we shouldn't spend it on this." Bo Rong didn't take it seriously, "Besides, it's all up to your own ability to succeed in the exam, even this time If you get the money out of selling things, will you have to ask for help again and again in the future?"

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