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208 Don't be afraid of ten thousand, but be afraid of what happens (1 more)

Manager Wei came back soon and shook his head at Song Wanyue.

Song Wanyue felt aware of it and shouted into the house, "Let's go."

Bang!

The door of the house was pushed open by Gu Yi, and he also strode out, "Are you going back? Do I want to send a letter to my father in advance and ask him to go to your house to propose marriage now?"

Xiao Si held his forehead and retreated without a trace, farther away from his stupid young master.

Manager Wei also looked at his young master in surprise.

Song Wanyue smiled instead, with a faint smile, which made the manager Wei and the servant numb their scalp. At the same time, she lowered her eyes and observed a silence for her silly young master.

But Gu Yi didn't realize it and came to Song Wanyue with a silly smile, "I have thought about it, the gifts for engagement must not be less than twenty, there are..."

Song Wanyue twisted his ears and pulled them to the door without mercy. She let go of Gu Yi's howling, and at the same time, kicked the person in.

He closed the door, clicked the lock, raised his hand, and threw the key onto the roof.

Manager Wei and Xiao Si were shocked and both opened their mouths wide.

"Don't let him out until dark."

Manager Wei and Xiaosi nodded foolishly.

It was not until Song Wanyue walked out of the backyard that the two of them realized and rushed to the door of the house, "Young Master, are you okay?"

Gu Yi touched his ears that were almost twisted off, grinned, and then replied with a slight slight response, "It's okay, my father said, beating is love and scolding, and he wants to get engaged. The little girl is looking forward to getting engaged to me soon."

Manager Wei and Xiaosi,...

...

Song Wanyue returned to the Liangpi stall, Qi Wu and Mrs. Qi left. Song Si also came back, and Song Shu and Liu Cuilan were happily talking to him.

"Second uncle, second aunt, eldest brother."

"Yue'er, the dean said that your elder brother's articles in this trial were very good and he hoped to be in the top few."

Liu Cuilan couldn't help but tell her what Song Si said just now.

"This is a good thing. Our family has to celebrate. In this way, my elder brother and I went to buy vegetables. My second uncle and second aunt bought the stall and took the cold noodles back and distributed them to the villagers for food."

"OK."

Liu Cuilan packed things in a hurry, and Song Shu also helped pack up with great spirit. Since the dean said that, Si'er would definitely be on the list. This is to honor the ancestors of the Song family and must be celebrated.

"Brother, the dean said you will be the first place, right?"

After walking out of the stall far away, Song Wanyue asked with a smile.

Song Si touched her head pamperedly, "You are just smart."

He was afraid that Song Shu and Liu Cuilan would lose their composure after hearing this, so he changed the dean's words that he could win Jie Yuan and become the top few. Unexpectedly, the two of them were still so excited.

"Uncle and second aunt reacted normally, but after we go back a while, we have to remind them that before the people who reported the good news came, only our family members knew about it. Don't be too arrogant."

"I know."

The two bought a lot of vegetables and meat and went back. Song Shu and Liu Cuilan had already loaded the ox cart. After they got on, Song Shu eagerly drove the ox cart to his house.

When I got home, before I could unload my things, I ran into the house and told the dean's words to the people at home.

Since it was said by the dean, it was almost impossible to get along with each other. The family members were immediately excited. Mr. Song even urged Grandma Song, "Old woman, go and cook a few dishes, and our family will celebrate well."

Grandma Song was also very happy, but it was getting late. If smoke kept coming out of the house at this time, the neighbors would be curious: "When is it now? If you want to drink until the evening, we will cook ten dishes. Our family will be happy to close the door."

"Okay, let's listen to you. I'll put a bag of tobacco leaves bought by Sier and Yue'er first."

Outside the door, the village chief came from a distance with his hands behind his back. Seeing Song Si who was helping unload the truck, he accelerated his pace.

Song Wanyue saw him first, "Grandpa, Village Chief."

The village chief didn't care about the reaction and pulled Song Si's arm into the yard, with a serious face, "Why did you come back so early? Didn't you do well in the exam?"

As far as he knows, people who went to the Fucheng exam only came back after reading the list. He was still happy at home yesterday. If Song Sikao passed the imperial examination, the villagers would not have to pay taxes anymore and their lives would double. Not to mention being rich, they could eat and wear well. Other village girls were willing to marry, and fewer and fewer young men in the village would be bachelor. Unexpectedly, when he heard the news of Song Si coming back in the field early this morning, he was so shocked that he threw away his work and ran to the Song family from the field.

When he learned that Song Si was really back, he almost fainted in a hurry. He pulled Mr. Song and asked how Song Si was thinking. Mr. Song didn't dare to speak loudly, but said that Song Si thought he was doing well in the exam.

Can you come back so early after doing well in the exam? The village chief obviously didn't believe it, and he didn't even have the energy to work in the field. He lies home until now, and it was probably because Song Si should have come back from the county, so he came here.

Except for the family, Song Siben did not intend to tell anyone, but seeing the village chief, he thought for a while and whispered, "I went to the academy today. After reading the articles I wrote, the dean said that he would definitely be on the list."

The village chief's eyes widened, "The dean really said that?"

Song Si nodded, "Really."

"Okay, OK."

The village chief was excitedly circling around the yard.

Mr. Song hurriedly came out of the house and held his old cigarette pouch in his hand. "Village Chief, don't be excited first, smoke a cigarette pouch first."

The village chief was not interested in slapping this. Since the dean said that, it was a foregone conclusion. He had to tell the villagers.

"Go back and let me tell the villagers."

As he said that, he was about to go out.

Mr. Song hurriedly grabbed him, "Don't be excited, listen to me."

"you say."

"This is just the dean's statement. The real result has not yet come out. We are not afraid of 10,000 yuan. If you tell the villagers now, what if I get to know the name of the name? You put this matter in your stomach first and wait for the person who reported the good news to come a few days later. It will take a few days to go."

The village chief really couldn't help but feel excited, "If the dean said so, can there be any difference?"

"If there are any differences, if there are any differences, you can wait a few more days."

Mr. Song stuffed his cigarette pipe into the village chief's hand, and winked Song Si again, asking him to bring two stools over and sit down.

"This is the best tobacco leaves that my two children bought for me from the county town. They smell it smells fragrant. I just packed the first bag, and I haven't smoked it yet. You can try it first."

"You, you, you've been too careful all your life."

Mr. Song laughed with him and lit it for him personally. The village chief took a sip and narrowed his eyes comfortably, "It's really a good cigarette."

"I'll put some stuff for you later."

The village chief did not refuse. Although his family was in good condition, he was reluctant to buy such good tobacco leaves. He took a few more sips and said, "I'll ask you, how will your family celebrate when the person who reported the good news comes?"
Chapter completed!
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