The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

After lunch break, the two coaches left each person a stack of photocopied materials and then left.

"What do you mean?" Huang Yanqiu asked, waving the documents in her hand in confusion.

Mr. Sun, holding half a watermelon by himself, said while eating: "You can take the traffic regulations back and read them yourselves. There is a written test before the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is out of 100 points. 96 points is the passing score, and the rest will be disqualified and you will have to retake the test."

"Oh, right." Remembering something, Master Sun took out a registration book and a pen from the drawer. "Five yuan per person for the test paper fee."

The trainees looked at each other, all of them seeing this for the first time and not knowing that there would be a written test.

"Isn't it enough to just learn how to drive?" Gao Qinghe's colleague looked troubled.

Mr. Sun: "If you don't pass the written test, who would dare put you on the road? These are traffic regulations, and every driver must know them by heart!"

"Don't think that just because we're in a small county town and the regulations aren't strict, you can get away with it once you go outside and see if the traffic police in big cities will arrest you."

Master Sun is right; obeying the law is indeed the most important thing.

The older man sighed, "I only have an elementary school education, I can't even write a few words, how am I supposed to pass? Everyone else gets 60, why do we only get 96?"

Xiang Nanfei rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, then patted his older brother on the shoulder: "Dude, these are laws and regulations. If you say you only got 60 out of 100 questions right, then aren't the remaining 40 wrong?"

"The law is such that if you make one mistake, you can be arrested. We've already been granted leniency by making four mistakes."

The older brother nodded helplessly, "Fine, I'll go all out!"

Master Sun gave Gao Qinghe and Huang Yanqiu a special look and asked, "Are you two alright?"

Don't tell him that neither of them can read.

Who do you think you are? Huang Yanqiu scoffed at him, "My cousin is a high school graduate, and I only graduated from junior high school. We were both pretty good students!"

Master Sun had made a fool of himself. Today he had witnessed the prowess of these two men. He had never seen anyone make both teachers suffer such a setback before.

"Alright, alright, you're amazing. You'd better get a perfect score." Master Sun said jokingly, then shoveled another big spoonful of watermelon into his mouth.

Huang Yanqiu rolled her eyes at him, "Only you would dare to eat alone in front of so many of us. Aren't you afraid we'll get greedy and try to snatch it from you?"

Master Sun choked on his words. No wonder Master Dong was out for a walk so early today; it turns out he'd run into a real auntie.

Glancing at Huang Yanqiu's undisguised longing eyes, which were as green and hungry as a wolf's, Master Sun couldn't help but shudder.

"Eat, eat, eat it all!" He pulled the remaining half of the watermelon, which he had originally planned to take home, from under the table and brought it to the tabletop.

Huang Yanqiu gave him a thumbs-up in delight, "You're so generous!"

I don't know how she could see that, but she spotted the cleaver he had stuck in the horizontal bar on the side of the table, and with a swift stroke, she cut half a watermelon into eight pieces.

"Qinghe." Huang Yanqiu took the largest, reddest piece from the center and handed it to Gao Qinghe.

He then called to the others, "Take it yourselves, no need to thank me. The coach has already left, let's go too, see you tomorrow."

She tucked her and Gao Qinghe's documents under her arm, waved goodbye with one hand, and ate the watermelon with gusto, crunching away happily.

Gao Qinghe found it amusing; even if she was going to be a mother, she was still just a young girl in her late teens.

The afternoon sun wasn't as intense as at noon, and the two strolled along the roadside under the trees, their clothes billowing in the wind. They walked leisurely into the city, enjoying a unique sense of comfort.

Huang Yanqiu recalled the scene of the two of them going to school together when they were in elementary school.

It was the same back then. The two of them held food in their hands, and she carried both of their schoolbags on her back. They walked and talked, with endless things to say.

No, it's that Gao Qinghe has endless things to say.

Of course, she also enjoyed listening to her talk, gossip about this and that neighborhood, which sounded like a nightingale singing, and she never found it annoying.

"Hey!"

Someone behind me kept calling out a name after a while.

"Gao Qinghe!" Huang Yanqiu turned her head sharply and saw Xiang Nanfei running up to her. She said irritably, "What are you doing?"

Gao Qinghe threw away the watermelon rind and slowly wiped her hands with a handkerchief.

By the time she finished wiping, Xiang Nanfei had already come up to her, holding the documents in his hand to shield his forehead from the sun, and scratching his head with his other hand while chuckling.

"Where in the county do you live?" he asked.

Huang Yanqiu: "Aren't you annoying? Didn't you see that even my cousin is too lazy to talk to you?"

Xiang Nanfei ignored her and just looked at Gao Qinghe expectantly.

Gao Qinghe gently shook her head at Huang Yanqiu, indicating that she shouldn't always be so explosive, as it's bad for her health.

He said as he walked, "I don't live in the county town."

Xiang Nanfei was overjoyed; the beautiful woman had finally spoken to him today!

"Where are you going? If you're not busy, I'd like to treat you to some ice cream. Want to come?"

Fearing that Huang Yanqiu would criticize him again, Xiang Nanfei quickly explained, "I didn't mean anything by it. I just thought that we would be studying together for another month or two. There are only three of us in the same grade. It would be too boring to be alone. I would like to make a friend and have someone to keep me company."

As he spoke, he glanced at Huang Yanqiu's belly, indicating that he knew she was married and wouldn't act recklessly.

Huang Yanqiu chuckled, "Don't look at me, look at the woman next to me. Do you think such an outstanding woman, who you're only showing up now, still has a chance?"

"What do you mean?" Xiang Nanfei's heart tightened. Could it be what he was thinking?
Gao Qinghe smiled slightly, "I'm married."

"So what if we get married? It's not like we're getting a marriage certificate or anything!"

His mouth moved faster than his brain; Xiang Nanfei realized what she had said only halfway through his sentence, and asked in shock, "You're married?!"

Gao Qinghe nodded, "It's a pity I didn't meet you a few days earlier, otherwise I could have invited you to my wedding."

Xiang Nanfei seemed to have been struck by lightning; he couldn't hear anything anyone was saying.

He walked forward blankly with his head down, glancing back at Gao Qinghe every now and then to confirm her identity.

Finally, I had to take a deep breath and accept this tragic reality.

"I saw on your profile that you're only 20 years old. Why did you get married so early?" Xiang Nanfei looked dejected, as if he had missed out on a fortune.

Huang Yanqiu gave him a disdainful look. Who was it that just swore that he had no other intentions and just wanted to make friends?

The slap in the face came too quickly, but Xiang Nanfei couldn't care less about the burning sensation on his face.

Gao Qinghe laughed: "I can get married whenever I want. What's the difference between getting married at 20 and 30?"

Xiang Nanfei nodded heavily; of course there's a difference.

But it's too late to say anything now.

He clutched his chest, then suddenly looked up at the sky and sighed, "It seems that my journey south will only lead to a lonely old age."

Huang Yanqiu rolled her eyes at him, "Go away and stop blocking the way."

Xiang Nanfei was clearly immersed in his own world, talking to himself:

"Indeed, one shouldn't encounter someone too amazing when young."

"I'm really treating you two to ice cream, are you in or not?" Xiang Nanfei asked seriously.

That's a really fast emotional adjustment.

Gao Qinghe slightly raised her chin, "Lead the way."

If someone's treating, why not drink? (End of Chapter)