I guess most of the children in the class are busy reviewing and preparing for exams, and are no longer playing wildly on the playground during activity classes.

However, Huang Han was now at leisure. He no longer had to tell stories, so he no longer had to arrive at school early. The progress of sewing the backpack had gone much faster in the past two days.

Zhang Fangfen finally saw what it was, but she was not sure, so she asked: "Huang Han, are you making a bag?"

"Yeah, backpack?"

"What kind of bag is a backpack?"

"Hmm...have you ever seen the quilts carried by the People's Liberation Army when watching movies?"

"Saw it."

"The backpack is also carried like a quilt bag."

"Still don't quite understand."

"It doesn't matter, you can see the finished product in three to five days."

"Why do you want to sew it yourself? You can explain it clearly and I will do it for you."

"Mom, you work too hard and are too busy. I can do this little thing myself, so I can't bear to trouble you."

"..." Zhang Fangfen said nothing, but a smile appeared on her lips.

Huang Han felt uncomfortable being idle at school. In addition to reading and practicing calligraphy, he explained the questions to Cheng Wenge and asked him to practice making sentences.

The teacher has already said that there will be no composition test in the third grade midterm exam this time.

This was not a good thing for Huang Han, and his hope of getting high marks in his essay and getting the first place was dashed.

This is good, as it can avoid the trouble that may arise from directly hitting the top of the grade.

On Thursday morning, the midterm exam, one of the major exams, came as scheduled.

The big exams that primary school students refer to generally refer to midterm exams and final exams, while monthly exams and unit tests are called small exams.

It only took Huang Han twenty minutes to finish the test paper and check it again.

Since the teacher issued a strict order not to hand in papers in advance, Huang Han, who didn't want to be independent and couldn't read, had to stare in his seat until the bell rang.

When he got home and the whole family was eating around the small table, Huang Han said: "Dad, we have a mid-term exam this morning, and the test is Chinese."

Of course, his parents were concerned about their son's academic performance. Huang Daozhou immediately had expectations and asked, "How did you do in the exam?"

"If it's not unexpected, it should be one..." Huang Han originally wanted to say one hundred percent, but then he thought it was inappropriate. If he said one million one percent, it would be ninety-nine. Wouldn't it be disappointing?

He changed his words and said: "A score of 95 or above should be a certainty. If you are lucky, it is possible to get a score of 100."

Huang Xin looked at Huang Han, smiled, and said nothing. She was also looking forward to her brother's first test results after he regained consciousness.

Huang Daozhou did not think that Huang Han was talking big this time, but said happily: "Okay, our family will wait and see."

"Dad, I don't have to go to school tomorrow. I want to take you fishing with me. I heard from my classmates about a place with many soft-shell turtles. You have a high chance of catching soft-shell turtles."

"Did I hear you correctly? You don't want me to take you fishing, but you want me to go fishing?"

"Haha, dad is not simple. You can speak the tongue twisters clearly, which proves that your language expression ability is excellent."

"Don't be glib and speak your mind!"

"That's right, I'm the one taking you, not you taking me! You fish, and I'll set the trap and wait to catch the turtle in the urn."

"Pfft!" It was so funny that Huang Xin almost burst out laughing. Even Zhang Fangfen couldn't help laughing. The little girl didn't understand and looked at Huang Han with flickering eyes.

"Are you catching a turtle in an urn? Where is the urn? The turtle is so stupid that it will jump into the urn."

"Okay, okay! Let's eat first. After dinner, I will explain to you how to catch a turtle in a jar."

After the family finished eating, they began to watch Huang Han take two halves of a broken jar, put them together, and explain while gesticulating. After smelling the smelly chicken and duck offal, Huang Daozhou's original expression of doubt turned into

Doubtful.

"Huang Han, this method makes some sense. Who taught you this?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let outsiders hear you." Huang Han pretended to be mysterious.

Huang Daozhou became even more curious and lowered his voice: "Don't be so nagging, please tell me."

"I was taught by Chengwenge, who gave me steamed buns and steamed buns to eat every day, and helped me play mahjong, and who came to pick me up from school every day."

"How does he know this?"

"It's passed down from our ancestors. Do you know why his family's financial situation is so good?"

Huang Daozhou reacted quickly and immediately figured it out on his own, asking: "Could it be that he often catches turtles and sells them for money?"

"Dad is really smart, and he can tell the truth at once, but you must never tell others. This is their cooking skill.

Our family can only go there once in a while. The place where we catch turtles was also secretly told to me by Chengwen Pavilion. If we meet an elder of his family who is also catching turtles, we will be in big trouble."

"Is it true?"

"Then there's still a lie. Who doesn't know how to catch turtles? But how many can find turtles? How many old masters can you tell where the bastards are? These are secrets passed down from generation to generation, not to son-in-law."

Huang Daozhou was a little dizzy from being deceived, and he believed 70% to 80% of it at this time. He said: "Okay, I will try it with you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? How about tomorrow? We will leave as soon as school is over this afternoon. After setting up the trap, we can find a haystack to sleep overnight. By the way, we'd better bring a quilt to prevent it from getting cold at night."

"I understand, it is only possible to catch turtles at night. I will take an hour off in the afternoon, and we will set off after we have a full stomach."

The midterm exam is a major exam, and the school takes it seriously. All candidates have their own seats. Half of the students in classes three and four went to the fourth grade classroom to take the exam. Xiao Qiang happened to be in the same exam room as Huang Han.

As soon as the afternoon exam ended, Xiao Qiang complained that the exam was a bit difficult. Immediately, a dozen classmates complained, saying that not many people could pass 95 points this time.

Xiao Qiang was very concerned about how Huang Han did in the exam and asked Huang Han if he found the test questions difficult.

To be honest, Huang Han didn't know how difficult the elementary school test questions were, so he was vague.

Xiao Qiang smiled, instinctively thinking that Huang Han might not have done well in the exam and didn't want to talk more, so she comforted him: "Huang Han, don't worry, you have made great progress, and this time you will be much better than before. I believe you."

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"I'm not worried about anything. It's not like I'm going to college. A few more points or a few less points doesn't matter."

"That's right. The exam is over. Can you continue telling us stories? Anyway, we have a rest tomorrow."

"No, I have to go home, I have something to do."

"Hmph! I must be hunting sparrows with Liu Xiaoming again. How about I go hunting sparrows with you too!"

"No, no, I want to go to the countryside with my father to visit relatives."

"Oh! That's it." The little Loli was very disappointed and muttered, her displeasure showing on her face.

Chengwenge still stood silently and listened. Huang Han asked him: "Chengwenge, how did you do in the exam?"

"It's not bad! There aren't many things I can't do, but I'm not sure how much I can do right."

"It doesn't matter. I'll make up for it when the test papers are sent out. As long as you don't give up, your grades will definitely improve."

After the two walked out of the classroom, Cheng Wenge asked in a low voice: "Are you going to catch turtles in the urn?"

"Hey, okay, you remember this idiom, can you write it?"

"Well, I looked it up in the dictionary. I can write it and spell it. I can also write it to lure it."

"Very good, very good. You are not stupid at all. As long as you study hard, there will be no problem in improving your grades."

Huang Han knew that his children needed encouragement, so he missed no opportunity to praise him. Chengwen Pavilion seemed to be very helpful.

After Huang Han got on the bicycle, Cheng Wenge tried to say: "I really want to secretly go to catch turtles with you."

"No, if you don't go home all night, your mother may suddenly fall ill.

Be obedient, go home early, and don't go out at night. There are many bad kids outside. Don't play with them, let alone fight."
Chapter completed!