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After washing up, the two brothers walked towards the dining room side by side.

Just at this moment, Shu Changyu also walked out of the main house.

He was wearing a white robe with the collar slightly open and baggy, revealing a section of his white collarbone with a faint red mark on it.

Song Yan noticed the red mark on his collarbone at a glance, and then thought of the beauty of last night, and her ears suddenly felt hot.

He glared at Shu Changyu fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "Hurry up and put on your clothes!"

Shu Changyu's mouth curled up, and he deliberately pulled his collar in front of him, and slowly uttered two words: "It's hot."

It’s hot as hell! It’s March now, how can it be hot?

Song Yan really wanted to go up and pull his collar, but was afraid that Song Zhengdu would see through her, so she could only suppress the impulse in her heart, glared at Shu Changyu, and quickly looked away.

Song Zhengdu on the side looked at his elder brother, then at Shu Changyu, and felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, but he couldn't tell why.

Shu Changyu looked at Song Yan's embarrassed and annoyed expression, and the curve of his mouth became more and more obvious.

The three of them walked into the dining room together. Song Yan deliberately chose a seat farther away from Shu Changyu, but Shu Changyu walked slowly to sit next to him as if he wanted to tease him.

Song Yan's body stiffened slightly, but she couldn't get angry.

There was a subtle tension at the dinner table. Song Zhengdu occasionally looked up at his elder brother and Shu Changyu, and felt more and more that there seemed to be an undercurrent between the two.

Song Yan lowered his head and ate silently, trying his best not to pay attention to Shu Changyu beside him, but the faint breath kept disturbing his mood.

Shu Changyu seemed to be eating his meal leisurely, occasionally glancing at Song Yan out of the corner of his eye, his eyes full of mockery.

He moved his body slightly, deliberately getting closer to Song Yan. Song Yan's whole body suddenly tensed up, and he almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand.

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?" Song Zhengdu suddenly asked.

Song Yan quickly shook her head: "No, no, I didn't sleep well last night."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Changyu chuckled beside him.

Song Yan got so angry that she stepped on Shu Changyu under the table.

Shu Changyu felt pain and frowned slightly, but he did not flare up. Instead, the smile on his lips deepened a little.

Song Yan felt very uncomfortable while eating breakfast.

After waiting for a long time until the meal was over, Song Yan put down his chopsticks and said, "Erlin, after we finish eating, let's go to Thanos Gang and bring some souvenirs to Brother Ying and the others to thank them for taking care of you during this period of time."

Song Zhengdu thought for a moment and said, "Brother, please prepare some more food, clothing and daily necessities for the children. I see that the clothes and daily necessities of the children in the gang are a little worn out."

"Okay, let's go to the street and buy two more pieces of cloth later, and ask the aunts to make some new clothes for the children." Song Yan replied.

Shu Changyu also wanted to go with them, but before leaving, An Wu came to report something urgent, so he had to stay behind temporarily to handle the matter.

Then he told Eleven to take them there.

When they reached the street, Song Yan and the others got off the car and strolled along the bustling streets.

There are rows of shops on the street, selling a wide variety of goods.

I picked up some little gadgets that kids liked at a roadside stall.

Suddenly, he saw that the vendor at a stall in front of him looked familiar. Song Yan couldn't help but take a few more glances, trying to search his mind for memories of this vendor.

Oh, yes, it was the vendor who sold him cotton seeds before.

Song Yan hurried over with a delighted smile on his face. The vendor was startled when he saw Song Yan, but then he showed a look of recognition.

"It's you, sir! Long time no see." The vendor greeted warmly.

Song Yan laughed and said, "It's been a long time indeed. I didn't expect to run into you here today."

"I just came back from the south, too." The vendor grinned. "I also brought back the seeds you asked for, sir. I don't know if they are correct. Please take a look first."

Song Yan had asked a peddler before to help bring back some rare seeds from the south, but Song Yan never met him again after that.

I thought the matter had come to nothing, but I didn't expect the vendor to actually bring the seeds back.

Song Yan took the packet of seeds handed over by the vendor, opened it and took a look, and found that there were cotton seeds and sunflower seeds inside!!!

The seeds he usually ate were not sunflower seeds, but pumpkin seeds and watermelon seeds. As for sunflowers, they had not yet been introduced to the Central Plains.

So at this moment, when Song Yan saw the sunflower seeds, she smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.

Finally, I can eat delicious sunflower seeds.

"These sunflower seeds are really rare. Where did you get them?" Song Yan couldn't help but ask.

The vendor smiled proudly and said, "I bought this from those blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners at the dock."

"Sir, you don't know how much our tea is in demand by foreigners. I used this small bag of tea to exchange for so many seeds."

After chatting for a while, Song Yan paid the vendor, bought some children's items and two pieces of cloth from other stalls, and then went to the Thanos Gang.

The county government office a few streets away.

Inside the library, Magistrate Lin, along with County Assistant Magistrate He, Chief Clerk Sun and other examiners were busy reviewing piles of exam papers.

County Magistrate Lin picked up a test paper and quickly scanned it. The handwriting on the paper was sloppy and there were many corrections.

"Writing like this is truly improper." County Magistrate Lin shook his head and put the test paper aside.

Magistrate Lin picked up another test paper. The handwriting on this test paper was neat and the language was fluent, but the viewpoints were mediocre and lacked novelty.

"This volume is average, but nothing outstanding." County Magistrate Lin pondered for a moment, "It can be classified as average."

As time passed, the cigarette on the table was about to burn out, and the examiners' eyes gradually became tired.

County Magistrate Lin put down the test paper in his hand and took a rest. He sighed and said, "There are many candidates in this county test. There are many talented people, but there are also many whose answers are not satisfactory."

County Magistrate He nodded in agreement: "Your Excellency is right. In this exam, some candidates' answers were logically clear and their writing was beautiful, which shows that they are very talented and knowledgeable."

"Some candidates' handwriting is sloppy and the content is empty, which is really disappointing."

He flipped through the test papers seemingly casually, picked up one and looked at it, pointed to a section on the policy paper and said, "Look, sir, this answer sheet has a unique analysis of current affairs, with profound insights. It is indeed an excellent work and deserves to be the first place!"

Sun Zhubu took his test paper, read it carefully and said, "This test paper has novel viewpoints, clear arguments, and neat handwriting. It can be ranked as excellent."

"Although the words are gorgeous, they seem a bit too much." Sun Zhubu frowned slightly. "In the county examination, we should focus on the depth and pragmatism of the candidates. If we only judge them by the words, it may be biased."

After hearing this, County Magistrate Lin nodded slightly, took the test paper and examined it again, and said, "What Chief Clerk Sun said makes sense. This candidate's answer sheet does have some points worth noting, but there are also some areas that need to be considered."

County Magistrate He then changed his tone and said, "Sir, in my opinion, this paper can be temporarily listed as an excellent candidate. After we have read the rest of the papers, we will make a comprehensive decision."

Magistrate Lin nodded in agreement: "That's great. The county exam concerns the future of many students. We should judge carefully and not act rashly."

At this time, Sun Zhubu picked up another test paper and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this test paper was unique.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, standing tall and proud like a green pine tree.

The article starts with great momentum, cutting straight to the point with a concise and profound sentence, instantly grabbing people's attention.

Sun Zhubu couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, savoring the charm of it.