Four hundred and seventieth chapters win in attention to detail
Jiang Changxi wanted to say something, but Mrs. Jiang San stopped her and said, "Nothing is more important than my uncle's scientific examination."
Jiang Changxi nodded happily, and then it was Zhou Lan's turn to enter. He had no chance to say anything.
Zhou Lan turned back to his wife and said, "Wait until I come back."
Only then did Master Jiang and Mrs. Jiang realize that their uncle might want to have a few words with his daughter. They seemed a bit redundant.
However, Mr. Jiang San no longer felt that he was disturbing anyone. He said to himself that the young couple did not know the importance. How could they have so much to say at this time.
Jiang Changxi saw that the toilet bowl prepared for Zhou Lan was broken into pieces, the naan was broken into pieces, and the spice jars were all mixed up. These people were too careful.
Be cautious.
If you don't pursue the visual effect, there is actually no difference in the taste.
Mrs. Jiang San looked at the miserable dry food and felt sorry for her uncle: "If I had known, I should have prepared other food for my uncle."
Jiang Changxi comforted his mother: "It's not bad. When you eat it, you have to break it into pieces yourself."
Mrs. Jiang San just stared at the yamen servant’s fingernails, not knowing whether they were hygienic or not.
When Jiang Changxi saw Madam Jiang San's gaze, she directly took her mother away, fearing that she would make it more difficult for her uncle to take the exam. After all, he was a government servant, and they were not responsible for inspecting other people's hygiene.
Jiang Changxi was actually lucky that she was not the one who wanted to enter the examination room. Otherwise, she would not be able to eat under such conditions.
Mrs. Jiang San also said: "If I had known, it would have been better for us to break it into pieces and take it with us, rather than letting others take care of things like food."
Jiang Changxi: "Mom, don't worry. It's true that we still have milk powder and Dagui fried noodles. Your uncle won't be hungry."
Mrs. Jiang San was still picky at this time: "That food doesn't taste as good as it tastes."
Jiang Changxi: "Don't pursue the taste anymore at this time. It's good if you can eat well, eat well, and not hurt your stomach."
Mr. Jiang San also said: "Don't worry, we are all gentlemen. It's only a few days. Just be patient and it will pass."
Mrs. Jiang San: "It's all for us, let's see how wronged my uncle is."
Jiang Changxi didn't quite agree with what he said: "No, if he passes the exam, he will be honored. The relationship with us is indirect. I think although it is a bit beneficial, we really don't have to bear so much."
Mr. Jiang San didn't want to hear it anymore. What was his daughter talking about? His uncle was working hard in the examination room: "How come we are so clearly divided between the two families?"
Mrs. Jiang San even looked at Jiang Changxi angrily. How could this girl be born so cold and cold? Is she worthy of her uncle?
Jiang Changxi: "No, I mean, let's..."
Mrs. Jiang San: "You kid, why are you not of the same mind as my uncle? We share weal and woe, you have to remember."
Jiang Changxi felt that she was wronged. Is this question biased? She just wanted to say that Zhou Lan mainly wanted to realize his own ideals and protect his family. Isn't that logical?
Is Zhou Lanneng fighting for her, Jiang Changxi? She doesn't put herself in such an important position. Jiang Changxi is just more awake than his parents, but obviously his parents are not clear about this issue.
Mrs. Jiang San also glared at Jiang Changxi: "You are not allowed to say these words again. How long has it been? You are still talking about these things."
Jiang Changxi breathed out: "Okay then, let's go back home first, there are too many people here."
Mrs. Jiang San was sincere in her concern for her uncle: "What are you going to do when you go home? Just wait here."
Jiang Changxi twitched the corner of his mouth. He really couldn't do this: "How many days? Be sensible."
Mr. Jiang San, who was accompanying his wife irrationally, proudly said the solution: "Let's book a restaurant."
Jiang Changxi: "The inn in Baoding Mansion is so tense now. We have a place at home, so we should go back and stay. Let's not cause trouble to those scholar-gong and his family who came from afar. Let's go back to our own house."
Mr. Jiang San was ashamed. What his daughter said was very reasonable. From now on, these will be his uncle's family members who are in the same department: "Okay, you are right."
Then when the family of four were walking out, they met someone they knew, and they all bowed their hands and complimented her, saying that Grandma Zhou was careless.
There are also those who have a Jianghu accent and say that Grandma Zhou is righteous. The reason is that the examination baskets for the scholars are basically produced by Grandma Zhou.
Jiang Changxi is shy. It's just making money. How can she get her reputation out? She feels guilty. If she had known, she would have earned less money.
Mr. Jiang San and Mrs. Jiang San are a bit arrogant. Look, the daughter is no worse than the husband.
Zhou Lan also didn't expect that after the yamen officer called out his name, Zhou Lan, many people would clasp their fists at him.
People pointed to the test basket and said that the Zhou family could take out such a convenient item selflessly because Uncle Zhou has an upright character. Otherwise, wouldn't it be much more convenient for Uncle Zhou to use such a good thing himself than others?
Zhou Lan quickly handed over his hand: "No, no, it's not something important. As long as everyone is careful, we can prepare it."
There's no point in being polite, I've been praised to such a high level by everyone. Anyway, taking out these good things and using them together is selfless, and Uncle Zhou is knowledgeable and has a good temperament. He has received rave reviews.
Zhou Lan looked at the test baskets in everyone's hands, and the broken instant noodles scum, and said that it was really shameful.
But everyone has said that the result that everyone has thought of long ago cannot be blamed on Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou. Eating it soaked in this way is much better than eating something that may be bad.
And some people said that they had already broken it into pieces and tasted it, and they could accept it.
This wave of good reviews could only be tolerated. Zhou Lan bowed his hands to everyone and went to find his own exam number.
I'm pretty lucky, at least it's not a bad sign. The weather looks nice, so most people probably won't be able to use a raincloth.
I wonder if these people will think that the preparations in this test basket are too rich when they look back.
Putting all this aside, Zhou Lan settled down and tidied up the exam numbers first, making the simple environment more comfortable.
After all, I prepared the raincloth to cover the roof above my head, so I was prepared.
The windproof and light-concentrating lampshades are also placed on the wall. Mosquito, rat and ant repellent powder is sprinkled around, and a small space is tidied up.
In the words of my daughter-in-law, details cannot be lost.
As for exams, test questions, etc., I didn't pay much attention to them. My mind was all on these trivial things.
When he sat down, Zhou Lan couldn't help but laugh. He really didn't expect that his nervousness would be wiped away just because of these trivial matters.
I don’t know when the nerves that had been tense due to exams in the recent period relaxed. Zhou Lan began to close his eyes to rest and prepare to answer the questions.