It seemed that my uncle was going to take the imperial examination, but he had no money.
Later, after the engagement was completed and they had some money, my uncle successfully passed the examination and became a student.
Of course, apart from my aunt's temper, her family conditions are actually pretty good.
There is a lot of land and a lot of people, and my aunt's father is a doctor in the village, and he has a son who is still studying. I heard that he is quite respected in the village.
After quickly drawing a dozen simple paintings and having a meal, Su Qiao and her mother set off with the five pieces of cloth and two bags of scraps she bought from the town.
Because the journey was long and there were a lot of things to carry, the old man went to the village to borrow an ox cart for them.
"Sister, I want to go." Little Haozi knew that he was going to his grandma's house, and he insisted on going to play together.
"I'll take you there next time. Practice calligraphy at home. Once you've learned all the words on the first page, I'll start teaching you martial arts."
They are going there to do serious business this time, and everyone will be busy by then, so who would have the time to care about this little naughty monkey
When Xiao Haozi heard this, he immediately became excited: "Really?"
"Fake."
"What my sister said must be true. I'm going to practice calligraphy."
After saying that, Xiao Haozi ran back happily.
Su Qiao smiled, supported himself on the edge of the cart, and jumped onto the ox cart with a light leap.
Host, can you drive a bullock cart
"I can even drive a sports car. It's just an ox cart. What's so difficult about that?"
Can a sports car be the same as a bullock cart
"I can ride a horse, but can I drive cattle?"
"My girl, let's go quickly! We have to go back for dinner." Zhou Lihua sat on the cart at the back, covering her head with a cloth, leaving only most of her face exposed.
She never worried about whether her daughter could catch the bus.
The old lady, however, said with some concern: "Qiao'er, slow down, it's still early, don't rush."
"Okay, I understand. Go back now."
As he spoke, Su Qiao had already swung the small bamboo stick in his hand and gently patted the cow's butt a few times, and the cow walked forward.
After Su Qiao left, the old lady took her eldest son and carried the cloth to the orchard in the mountains.
*
After more than three hours of ox cart travel, Su Qiao and his companions finally arrived at Shahe Village.
The villagers of Shahe Village were surprised to see them.
What was surprising was not their arrival, nor Su Qiao's increasingly beautiful appearance, but the things covered with cloth on the cart, the two big pieces of bacon in Zhou Lihua's hands, and the eggs in the basket at her feet.
In all the years since Zhou Lihua got married, I've never seen her bring so many things into the house.
"Mom, mom, I'm back."
As soon as they arrived at the gate of Zhou's courtyard, Zhou Lihua jumped out of the car and started shouting without any form of expression, just like a little bully coming back.
"My daughter is back. Come in quickly. Are you tired?"
An old woman in her fifties, with a blue cloth scarf on her head, ran out quickly, with a smile on her wrinkled face.
"I'm so tired. I've been sitting for several hours. The road is not easy to walk on. My butt is numb from sitting."
Zhou Lihua walked in while rubbing her butt in a very indecent manner.
The old lady didn't think there was anything wrong: "Then go back to the room and lie down on the kang for a while."
Su Qiao was speechless.
Su Qiao jumped off the ox cart and greeted the Zhou family members who came out of the house.
"Grandma, Grandpa."
"Uncle, aunt, second uncle, second aunt, third uncle, third aunt, fourth uncle, fourth aunt."
"First cousin, second cousin, third cousin, fourth cousin, fifth cousin, sixth cousin, seventh cousin."
"Yeah." Mr. Zhou looked her up and down with some surprise.