Eating big melon is so refreshing

If it weren't for Master Mingyue's identity, Wen Daya would have wanted to come over and become his sworn brother. He was also the one that the fat girl had her eyes on.

"125 pounds, passed."

"Wow, I passed! I'm not an accompanying student anymore. Grandpa will be very happy to hear the news." The one crying on the spot was the calico cat, uh, it was Miao Sanhua, a chubby baby.

"Master, I need to ask for leave and go home at noon."

Miao Sanhua's grandfather is very ill and the doctor said he might not be able to make it to the Double Ninth Festival. Today is the eighth day of September and tomorrow is the ninth day of September.

Under special circumstances, the teacher approved it.

Miao Sanhua took the special token given by the teacher, which could be used to receive subsidies after passing the assessment. He wanted to take it back to show his grandfather, as his grandfather had always wanted to see this token.

When the seriously ill Grandpa Miao saw the token, he suddenly regained consciousness and his condition improved. Not only was he able to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival, he was also able to live for seven more days and celebrate his 60th birthday. This is a story for later.

Xiao Chunya discovered that almost all students who practiced ancient martial arts under the age of eight increased their strength by two kilograms every month. After the age of eight, some people gained one kilogram of strength every month, some gained one and a half kilograms of strength every month, but no one could increase their strength by two kilograms every month.

There were only a few people left in the queue, and they were all unwilling to accept the results of the first measurement, so they wanted to measure again.

I saw Xiaopang Luo running over with a chubby face, trying hard to look ferocious, but it was so cute that it made people want to laugh.

Pounce, heavy hammer! With a "bang", Wei Fuzi, who was standing aside and watching, had a flash of surprise in his eyes. The little fat guy is not bad!

"121 pounds, good explosive power, keep up the hard work." The teacher who looked at the data praised Luo Xiaopang, and Luo Xiaopang blushed with excitement.

Right now

Lin Shaoxuan from Class C lowered his head and copied "Thousand Character Classic" seriously. He got 80 coins for copying a copy of "Three Character Classic" and 120 coins for copying a copy of "Thousand Character Classic". For an adult man, the price of copying a book was a bit low, but for him it was already a very good price.

The Lin family only had one acre of thin land, which was the total amount of land patched together from several places, so they did not have to pay grain taxes. The tuition was very expensive, but it was his only way out, so his grandmother and mother sent him to school. They washed clothes for others on weekdays and made lanterns to sell during festivals. After saving for several years, they were finally able to send him to school when he was six years old.

Lin Shaoxuan fell down on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival last year and accidentally awakened his sealed memories of his past life. Including this time, this is the ninth time he has returned to this time.

He felt like he was trapped in a time cage. His life only lasted from the age of six to sixteen. The first time was a surprise, the second time was an accident, and the seventh time was already boring.

This time, Lin Shaoxuan discovered that it was different from the previous eight times. Zhao Chunya in this life had a very different personality from her previous life. In this life, there were Zhao Qiulin and Master Mingyue!

Lin Shaoxuan not only knew the Four Books and Five Classics by heart, he also knew who would be the county magistrate and prefect in the next few years, and what the examination questions would be for the county, prefectural, and academy examinations. Unfortunately, he was assigned the bad grades in the prefectural and academy examinations, and he hoped that there would be a small change this time.

The light dimmed, Lin Shaoxuan looked up, his eyes were a little cold, but he didn't say anything.

Jiang Xinrou couldn't stand the pressure, she said awkwardly, "Senior Brother Lin."

"Junior Sister Jiang, you're blocking the light." Lin Shaoxuan said coldly, "I like quietness."

Jiang Xinrou teased, "Brother Lin, I need your help with something."

"I'm not interested in anything you have to offer, and I'm not going to help."

"you……"

"Jiang Xinrou, you come to harass Senior Brother Lin again."

Feng Susu's mouth was quite lethal. When she said this while standing at the door, several people ran over to watch the fun.

Jiang Xinrou's eyes were red with tea and she said,

Senior Sister Feng, why do you talk like that? "

"Nonsense! I have a mouth, I can say whatever I like." Feng Susu was angry because she did not do well in the strength test, and she would scold anyone she caught. "When we talk to Senior Brother Lin, we stay one foot away from his desk. What do you mean by staying close to the desk?"

"I...Zhao Chunya and Senior Brother Lin were talking very close..."

"There are only two of you in the whole classroom. Shouldn't you stay away from me? When have you ever seen Xiao Chunzi and Senior Brother Lin talking alone in the classroom?"

Really not!

"Xiao Chunzi always speaks loudly. She likes to shout at people across the table. She has dirty thoughts and drags others into it. Who does she think is a fool?" Chen Zilan started to scold Jiang Xinrou. The Chen family is not afraid of the little granddaughter of the Jiang clan leader!

Not to mention the students in Class C, even the sweeping lady and the old man guarding the door knew how Young Master Mingyue felt about Zhao Chunya. They were childhood sweethearts, but who the hell was Jiang Xinrou? She was always flirting in front of Young Master Mingyue for no reason.

Now, after being caught trying to seduce Lin Shaoxuan while there were only two of them in the classroom, they turned the tables and tried to drag Zhao Chunya into the water to muddy the waters.

This brothel girl is so good at using these tricks and yet she calls herself a lady, boasting that the granddaughter of the clan leader has been brought up with strict family education. It seems like the clan leader should be replaced!

In the eyes of her classmates in Class C, Jiang Xinrou is a loser. She doesn't understand math problems and can't answer the random test on "The Rules of Being a Good Pupil and Child". With such grades, she should be in Class D, but she came to Class C and dragged down the class.

If she was just a beautiful fool, it would be fine, but she just likes to show off how talented she is. Do wealthy families lack showgirls? Do they lack cooks? How ignorant.

After school, Lin Shaoxuan went to the bookstore and sold three copies of "Three Character Classic" for two hundred and forty coins. He spent one hundred coins to buy twenty kilograms of brown rice, and twenty coins to buy two large bones with the meat shaved clean to make soup. If the meat was not something that his grandmother and his mother could not bear to eat, everyone would share in the soup. Two bones could be used to make several meals.

When I got home, as expected, I heard from Grandma Lin that a wealthy relative from next door Xiaoling had come to take their family of four away.

In the first life, before Xiaoling moved, her parents came to her house to ask for the dried radishes and rotten cabbages that they had forced upon her every day, and exchanged them for silver according to the market price of good vegetables, which made Grandma Lin so angry that she fainted.

In his second life, Lin Shaoxuan took a shortcut to avoid the rain and saw Xiaoling soliciting customers at the intersection of the street where the brothel was. Out of sympathy, he helped her deal with the rogue, but from then on he was rogue and his imperial examination was delayed!

Lin Shaoxuan woke up early this time and went to the county school for free. He also had income from copying books, so most of the burden on the family was relieved. His neighbors had no excuse to send unsold goods to him. Although it seemed ruthless, it saved him a lot of trouble.

His family planted potatoes late, and they should have been harvested by the Double Ninth Festival. An acre of potatoes could produce over a thousand kilograms, enough for their family to have enough food. There were no potatoes in previous lives until the disaster struck.