The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Faced with her son's sudden determination, Wu Lan felt sorry for him. She wiped the tears from Qishan's face with her sleeve, looking loving, "My son, it's good that you have such determination, but we also have to consider the difficulties in reality..."

Before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Jiang Youwei.

Jiang Youwei's face was solemn, and his fingers tapped heavily on the wooden table. Every tap seemed to tell of the difficulty of life. "Study? Pass the imperial examination? Do you think that's so easy? Look at our family situation, the physical condition of your mother and I, and the heavy farm work. You need to take on the responsibility of a man! Stop talking about those unrealistic dreams. Can those books give you food and reduce our burden?"

His words were full of helplessness in life and uncertainty about the future, and his eyes were flashing with the bitterness and fatigue accumulated over the years.

An imperceptible sadness flashed across Jiang Qishan's face. He had become accustomed to silently enduring his father's misunderstanding and reproaches.

From the first day he entered the private school, his dreams and efforts seemed to have received only the comfort of his mother and the encouragement of his teacher.

He was well aware of the financial difficulties at home and knew the hard work behind every penny, so at school he lived frugally, only eating half full at every meal, often filling his stomach with water, just to save a little money to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstone to support his weak but burning desire for knowledge.

At night, when other children had fallen asleep, he sat alone in front of the window, flipping through the yellowed books page by page in the dim candlelight until dawn in the east.

Countless days and nights of hard work earned him the honor of "Tongsheng", the praise of his teachers and the admiration of his classmates, but what he longed for most was a simple recognition and praise from his father.

However, his father seemed to never understand the meaning of being a child. He was only unhappy and disappointed to see that his son was buried in books and had never contributed to the family.

Just when the atmosphere was tense and almost at a freezing point, Su Yu, the always gentle and intelligent girl next door, appeared gently at the kitchen door. She coughed twice, trying to ease the embarrassment, "Uncle, let Qishan continue to study. When I went to the city today, I heard the county magistrate praise Qishan for his solid knowledge and hope for the imperial examination in the future."

Jiang Youwei was stunned at first, then his cheeks flushed with excitement, and his eyes sparkled with unprecedented hope, "Are you serious?"

Su Yu smiled slightly and nodded in confirmation, "That's right. The county magistrate was actually praising Qishan in secret. He even left a silver ingot, saying that it was to support Qishan's studies."

Her explanation was like a ray of light, illuminating the haze in the Jiang family's hearts.

Jiang Youwei pondered for a moment and recalled the county magistrate's words. There were indeed some passages about reading and encouragement, but he was too shocked at the time to delve into it further.

I was secretly amazed, could this kid really have this talent? How could he win the appreciation of the county magistrate and receive financial support?

Jiang Qishan looked at Su Yu, his eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

The county magistrate praised his knowledge? Those vague words seemed to be two different stories from what Su Yu described.

Whether there is a misunderstanding hidden here, or there is another deeper meaning, everything remains to be revealed.

Su Yu winked at him mischievously, and her long eyelashes fluttered gently, like a summer breeze blowing across the lake, creating layers of delicate ripples.

There was a cunning light flashing in those smart eyes, as if silently telling a secret that only the two of them could understand.

This kid, how could he be so honest! Jiang Youwei muttered to himself, but the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

He looked at Jiang Qishan's obsession with books, which was like a seedling in a dry land that had been waiting for rain for a long time, making people feel pity and a little helpless.

Anyway, his parents didn't understand what those words meant, and he was so eager to study, so why not make good use of this opportunity? Jiang Youwei's brows gradually relaxed, and a shrewd look flashed in his eyes.

He pondered for a while, weighing the pros and cons in his mind, and finally felt that it would be more appropriate to listen to the county magistrate's advice.

After all, he is an official and is well-informed; while he himself is just an honest and unsophisticated man who is ignorant of the world.

When the official says that his children have a bright future, maybe there is some truth in that.

Thinking of this, Jiang Youwei's tone became much gentler, and he said, "Okay! Since even the county magistrate praised you for your potential, it seems that you really have a lot of knowledge in your belly, so I won't stop you. Just continue to study. I just hope that you can pass the imperial examination in the future and add some glory to our Jiang family."

When Jiang Qishan heard this, he was suddenly filled with an indescribable joy.

He turned to look at Su Yu gratefully, his eyes full of warmth and trust, as if silently saying: "Thanks to you, I have this opportunity."

In the carriage, Song Junde swayed slightly as the carriage shook slightly, feeling mixed emotions.

He was originally full of good intentions and wanted to fight for Jiang Qishan's opportunity to go to school, but when he stepped into that extremely simple home and saw the hardships and difficulties of the two elders' lives, he suddenly understood - everyone has its own difficulties in life, and whether the shoes fit or not, in the end, only the person who wears the shoes knows clearly.

As a county magistrate, although he wanted to help, he could not forcibly interfere with other people's choices.

Therefore, he chose the most practical way to help - providing financial support. As for how his life will go, it ultimately depends on Jiang Qishan himself.

Before leaving, his heartfelt encouragement was full of expectations for the young man's future. He only hoped that Jiang Qishan would live up to expectations and walk out a bright road of his own.

Although Jiang Qishan was ecstatic to be able to continue his studies, he was in no hurry to return to the academy.

For him, home is a warm harbor. Every time he returns, he always hopes to stay a few more days.

This time is no exception. He plans to help his family solve the pest problem in the fields before leaving home, to reduce the burden on his parents' shoulders and allow them to take a break.

Zhao held her sleeping child in her arms and looked out through the cracks in the window from time to time.

Today, she has not yet stepped out of the house, and the outside world is full of unknowns to her.

The occasional noise coming from her neighbor Wu Lan's house was like waves hitting the shore, which aroused her curiosity.

What surprised her even more was that Su Yu's voice seemed to be mixed in the unclear conversation.

Shouldn't Su Yu have been taken away by the government? The doubts in Zhao's heart spread rapidly like vines, but no one could answer them.

Just as she was wondering, Su Yu's familiar and unexpected figure quietly appeared outside the courtyard gate, like a ghost in the morning mist, which was unbelievable for a moment.

On the other side, Fang Qin walked slowly along the dusty path with tired and slightly staggering steps.