Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Xia Ru held a ruler and wandered around in the first few rows. From time to time, he would pick up a young child and ask him to memorize the Three-Character Sutra and the Thousand-Character Classic.

Seeing that he had no intention of hanging around in the last row, Xia Yuan opened the paper, then picked up the brush and continued to be a copywriter.

During this period, Xia Ru looked at him several times and found that Xia Yuan was writing furiously. He thought he was studying the Four Books and Five Classics, and his expression was extremely pleased.

So I had no plans to come over for inspection.

At first, Xia Yuan was worried about being seen by the guardians around him, so he ran to Xia Ru to complain. You must know that for a scholar like Xia Ru, who took the imperial examination as his own responsibility, he wasted time writing scripts instead of reading the Four Books and Five Classics.

It's simply deviant.

It should be like a thunderstorm.

But after Xia Yuan's silent observation, he discovered that the little brat Xia Chen was nothing to worry about. He was simply illiterate and couldn't read a few Chinese characters. Sitting in the schoolroom, he was either eating his fingers or having fun.

It makes people wonder if there is something wrong with this child's head.

The only person who needs to worry is Xia Zhu. This boy is obviously literate, and he keeps looking at the manuscript written by Xia Yuan. He looked at it, looked at it again, and looked at it countless times. He finally couldn't hold it back and whispered.

: "Brother, what are you writing?"

"Brother didn't write anything, he was just practicing calligraphy."

Xia Zhu was stunned and muttered: "Practice calligraphy?"

"What, you don't believe it?" Xia Yuan raised his eyebrows, and then said earnestly: "You should know that the eldest brother is a person who wants to take the Jinshi exam. It is very difficult to take the Jinshi exam. Not only the article must be well written, but the calligraphy must also be beautiful.

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Think about it, you are going to take the provincial examination now, and then "

"Brother, I haven't passed the county exam yet." Xia Zhu couldn't help but interrupt. He is eleven years old this year. He took the county exam the year before last and failed.

"Okay, then you are going to take the county exam now. After you finish writing the article and hand in the paper, the examiner picks it up and takes a look. What do you think the first thing he sees is?"

"What is it?"

"It's your handwriting, or your overall handwriting. The handwriting is good. Regardless of the content of the entire paper, at least it gives people a pleasing feeling at a glance. If your handwriting is ugly, the examiner will definitely frown.

, thinking what the hell is this.

By this time, his first impression of the article will not be good. The first impression is very important and will affect the overall evaluation of the article. Do you understand?"

"clear."

Natsuki nodded without hesitation and said in a lower voice: "My father said my handwriting is too ugly. He wants to beat me every time he sees my handwriting."

He felt that he had realized it. No wonder his eldest brother passed all the tests, including the county examination, government examination, and college examination all in one go.

But I couldn't even pass the first test as a child. It turns out that the problem lies here.

My handwriting is too ugly.

Looking at the handwriting on the manuscript again, Xia Zuke said with envy: "Brother, your handwriting is so beautiful."

"Well, you are also discerning."

The school in the clan was no different than that of later generations. School ended earlier. After noon, it was time for school to end. As soon as Xia Ru said it was time for school to end, the children in the school screamed and dispersed. Xia Yuan also picked up his manuscript and was calm.

Walk out of the school slowly.

He declined Xia Ru's invitation to have dinner at home. Just as he was about to walk home, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a petite figure standing under the big tree opposite, holding a basket in his hand and heading towards the school.

Looking over there.

Xia Yuan recognized that she was his little daughter-in-law, but her tracking skills were really not very high. The school was full of little kids, and she stood out in the crowd, just like a firefly in the dark, so she didn't even notice it.

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He walked towards the shade of the tree over there, and soon stood next to Zhao Yuerong. The two were very close, about thirty centimeters apart.

However, Xia Yuan discovered that this little girl didn't seem to notice that there was a big living person around her, and she still looked towards the school.

Do I have a low sense of presence?

Xia Yuan thought silently for two seconds, and then asked leisurely: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking"

Halfway through his words, Zhao Yuerong suddenly realized something was wrong. When he turned around, he saw Xia Yuan looking at him with a complicated expression.

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Xia Yuan moved his eyes to the basket in her hand and asked, "Are you here to deliver food?"

"Well, I brought water and food to your husband."

The little girl hummed softly, opened the white cloth covering the basket, showed him the contents, then raised her head and looked at Xia Yuan, and asked: "Husband, have you finished school yet?"

"Yes, school is over. Not only is school over, I also stood by and watched with you for a while." Xia Yuan said without knowing anything, and then said: "Let's go home.

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As he said that, he stretched out his hand and ran his fingers across Zhao Yuerong's face. After a pause, he gave up the intention of squeezing it and instead took her little hand.

The little hand was delicate and tender, warm but a little rough, with an indescribable touch. Perhaps it was because it was the first time he held her hand. Xia Yuan felt that the moment he held her hand, the little girl's body was obviously

There was a moment of stiffness and tension, and after a while, he gradually calmed down.

But his face was still red, his head was lowered, and he seemed to be mumbling and not daring to speak.

Xia Yuan saw it funny and felt that this little daughter-in-law was cute, but it was a pity that she was too young and could not fulfill her duties as a daughter-in-law.

Even the future children's canteen has not been built yet, and there is not even a small bulge visible. Thinking about it makes me feel guilty.

With confused thoughts in his mind, he held the book in one hand and led her towards home with the other.
Chapter completed!