On the third day of the twelfth lunar month, when the sky was clear for several days, it suddenly snowed heavily.
Today is Cui Yun's younger brother's birthday party. Qiao Wei gets up early to prepare for herself and her children.
Qiao Wei is a science student. Her history is not very precise, but she happens to know a little about the Tong Sheng test. The Tong Sheng test was held in February in the Ming and Qing Dynasties to obtain the qualification of a student, that is, a scholar.
First, the county examination, presided over by the county magistrate, examined eight part essay, trial paste poem, classics theory, law and Fu, strategy theory, etc.
Then came the April government examination, which was presided over by the magistrate or Zhili Prefecture magistrate, Zhili hall Tongzhi, and the taxi candidates who had been admitted to the county examination were able to participate.
It was Tong Sheng who passed the county and government examinations.
If Tong Sheng passes the last round of hospital examination, he will be a scholar.
Ancient scholars can be exempted from taxes, and they don't have to kneel down when they see the county magistrate. They have a rather long face.
Cui Yun's younger brother is only ten years old, and he has been qualified as a child student. Congratulations.
It's just that Cuiyun's younger brother's child test didn't start in spring, but in winter. Qiao Wei infers that she may have gone through a dynasty not in history.
Qiao Wei took out the new cotton padded jacket she bought a few days ago and put it on for the children. Her elder brother's is royal blue, and her younger sister's is tender pink. She combed her beautiful hair to make a pair of beautiful girls.
Qiao Wei sewed a pink cotton padded jacket for xiaoxuediao with the rest of the fabric. Xiaoxuediao was not afraid of cold, but her daughter loved to dress it up. Qiao Wei made a jacket and made a rope from time to time.
Qiao Wangshu was very happy after he changed xiaoxuediao into a pink parent-child suit.
The ferret rolled his eyes. I'm a man!
A family of three went down the mountain with an umbrella.
This is Qiao Wei's first time to take her children to visit relatives. The children are very excited. In the past, they always heard the children in the village say that whose meal is delicious and whose meal is lively, they especially envied.
But my mother doesn't like to associate with people. They live on the mountain like a guest.
Now, they can have dinner with us.
"Will brother Er gouge go?" Qiao Jingyun asked, er Gouzi is his only friend.
"Should I?" Qiao Wei gently touched her son's head.
"Will iron ox go?" Qiao Jingyun asks again, tie Niu is his only opponent.
Qiao Wei thought, "yes."
Aunt Liu likes to join in the fun. No matter who is in the village, she is indispensable.
When Qiao Jingyun heard that he could see Er Gouzi, he was very happy. When he heard that he wanted to see tie Niu, he lowered his face. Finally, after weighing it in my heart, I feel that in order to see Er Gouzi, I can tolerate seeing tie Niu.
The three went to meet with aunt Luo first. Seeing the new clothes on the child, aunt Luo's eyes lit up: "it's nice to see!"
Be praised, two people's small tails are cocked high.
Aunt Luo looked at the ferret in Qiao Wangshu's arms again. She almost didn't recognize it in her clothes. It was so cute.
Four people and one beast went to Cuiyun's mother's house.
Cui yunniang is already waiting at the door. It's lunch. It's early in the morning. All the people who come here are helpers.
Cui yunniang took aunt Luo's hand and said with joy: "the in laws are coming. Please come in and sit down!" Looking at Xiang Xiaoqiao again, he smiles happily, "Xiaoqiao, rare guest, rare guest!"
"Aunt Zhao." Qiao Wei said hello politely.
Cui yunniang took her hand affectionately, asked her how her business was, and touched the heads of the two children: "Oh, it's so beautiful! Why did you put it on the dog? "
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The children called granny Zhao sweetly. Cui yunniang answered happily and led them to the backyard where many children were playing. Jing Yun and his sister soon joined them with little ferret.
The adults are getting busy.
Cuiyun's mother's family is very popular in the village. Every family has been invited. In addition, there are also some people in the next village and town, which add up to hundreds of people. I plan to open eight tables for each table, eight people for each table, and put them on the open space outside.
But in the middle of the night, it suddenly snowed heavily and could not be placed in the open air. Now we are stepping up the construction of the shed.
Luo Yongzhi is also in the line of building the shed, waving to Qiao Wei from a distance: "sister!"
Qiao Wei smile: "big brother."
A few buddies nearby began to coax him. Luo Yongzhi said with pride, "is my sister beautiful? I envy you
A group of people laughed.
Cui yunniang takes Qiao Wei and her in laws to the backyard. There are many people there who are preparing things for the dinner, such as food, drink and human feelings The man who remembers human feelings is an old scholar in the village.
It is said that when the old scholar was young, he once worked in a wealthy family in Beijing. Later, for some unknown reason, he was dismissed. These years he lived in poverty and depression, but as the only scholar in the village, he occasionally wrote things and kept accounts for others, so he did not starve to death.
Fearing that Qiao Wei would be tired, aunt Luo arranged an easy job for Qiao Wei: to work for an old scholar.That is, collecting money, grinding ink, delivering paper In fact, it's cloth. Paper is too expensive for poor farmers.
"My husband has a bad temper. If you are smart, he will answer when he asks you. Don't talk too much without asking you." Aunt Luo kindly reminded me.
Qiao Wei nodded: "I know, ganniang."
She did not inherit the memory of the original owner, and happened to take this opportunity to know all the people in the village.
The old scholar did nothing but look Qiao Wei in the eye.
All things are inferior. Only a scholar can be noble. Even a scholar in ancient times is qualified to be noble.
Qiao Wei An is quietly doing own business, diligently receives the money, the point money, reads.
In the morning, I have gained a lot. I not only recognize all the people, but also write all the numbers and remember the names, that is I can't write about myself yet.
Qiao Wei thought about it and took out a hundred Wen from her purse: "Sir, I'll take the money with me."
The old scholar nodded and motioned to her to put the money in the basket: "name?"
People in the village know her surname Joe, but they don't know what her name is. On weekdays, Xiao Qiao's name is Xiao Qiao.
Anyway, we don't know the original owner's name, so she reported her name: "Qiao Wei."
The original owner's surname is Qiao, and she's also Qiao. No matter what the original owner's name is, from now on, she'll be her own. If you don't change your name, you can't change your name, Qiao Wei.
The old scholar suddenly stopped writing and frowned strangely: "what's your name?"
Qiaowei thought he didn't hear clearly, and clearly reported: "Qiaowei."
The old scholar raised his head and looked at Qiao Wei seriously. It didn't matter if he didn't look at her. However, he was stunned.
How can there be such a person in the world? Mrs. Qiao Wei looks as like as two peas.
He remembered the first lady's name. It was Qiao Wei.