I asked you to dig wild vegetables to pay off your debt, not go up the mountain to pick up money!

In the evening, Song An Ning and her grandparents stood at the gate of the examination hall, waiting for Song Xing, who looked exhausted.

My family didn't ask much, they just said that I could have a good rest now.

"Aning, this time it's all thanks to you.

Otherwise, I will never have the chance to take the exam again in my life."

"You can only know a person's face but not his heart. In the future, my uncle will meet more people.

If you have the opportunity to enter the treacherous court, you can't trust anyone. If you make a wrong move, not only will you lose everything, but you may even lose the lives of your entire family."

"Yes! The road ahead will be even harder!"

He knew that what Song An Ning had just said was not meant to scare people.

Reality is even more cruel.

Having just experienced what happened to Liu Jingye and having endured for three days, Song Xing was physically and mentally exhausted and just wanted to have a good sleep.

“But that’s all for the future.

We have family here, let’s get through these difficult times together.

Now my uncle doesn’t have to worry about anything. He can just go home, eat, take a bath, and then have a good sleep.”

"Haha, okay, I'll listen to Aning."

Song Xing looked at his niece opposite him, feeling both relieved and proud.

The young girl, who was not very old, acted like a little adult and solved all the problems with a smile.

Moreover, he had also heard that the plaque bestowed by the emperor was so rare that there were only a few such plaques in the entire Nanyue Dynasty.

Whose niece is this? His!

Thinking of this, Song Xing didn't feel that tired anymore! He was happy!

The carriage arrived at the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village. Many people heard that Song Xing had returned and came forward to greet him.

Since ancient times, scholars have always been respected, especially in the villages.

Song Xing was not at all arrogant. He quickly got off the car and had a pleasant chat with his fellow villagers.

"Ah Xing has lost weight from studying so much. Eat more these two days and replenish your body."

"The timing is perfect. It's Mid-Autumn Festival right after the exam, so the whole family can be reunited."

The villagers had already agreed that no one was allowed to ask Song Xing how he did in the exam or whether he could pass.

It's good if you can pass the exam, but if you don't perform well, asking this question is like stabbing you in the heart, isn't it?

Song Xing was humble and polite, and spoke to everyone with a smile.

But I was very surprised.

These villagers...

The last time he came back was more than four months ago.

At that time, everyone's clothes were patched and their hair was dry and yellow.

But now, everyone present was bright and beautiful, not only without patches, but also wearing fine cotton, even gauze...

The old and the young, women and children all had rosy complexions and looked a lot fatter.

At this time, the sound of reading came from a distance.

A group of little kids ran out of Old Man Pan's yard and were arguing about a sentence in a book.

Whether it was a boy or a girl, they all carried small school bags with books, paper, and pens in them...

"This……"

Before Song Xing could ask about his confusion, the group of children saw him and ran towards him.

"Uncle, is what you said right?

My idea is…”

Whenever the children argued over a word, a line of poetry, or a passage in a book, the villagers would always smile at them with a loving look.

Song Xing suppressed his shock, greeted the villagers, and then sat under the banyan tree and began to explain slowly.

After a cup of tea, the children bowed to him respectfully and said goodbye to him with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work, uncle! I'm in a hurry to go back and do my homework. I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow."

"I still have a piece of candy that Sister Aning gave me. I'll give it to my uncle tomorrow."

"it is good……"

Song Xing waved at them, just finding it interesting.

Along the way, he kept greeting and talking to people, but when he saw his own house, he was completely dumbfounded.

The new house is half built. Its area is two or three times that of the previous one. It is made entirely of blue bricks. Now all that is missing is the courtyard wall.

"Mother, I've only been away from home for a few months, and the village has changed so much!

When did our family build a new house? Where do we live now?

"Haha, there are still many things you don't know. You'll find out if you take a walk around the village tomorrow.

Now that you live with your eldest brother, there are plenty of rooms. Your study is ready, and Aning has bought a lot of books to put in it.

Come home and take a look, our life now is much better than before."

After arriving home, Song Xing was dumbfounded again.

This big house and yard, with servants to cook, clean, and wash...

Food on the table: meat, eggs, seafood, vegetables, seasonal vegetables, and even medicinal food!

Everyone in the family looked like they were used to eating it.

That night, Song Xing sat at his spacious desk, feeling the fine lines on the surface, looking at the brushes, inkstones, and paper on the table. Behind him stood a cabinet of books...

Isn't this the life he wants?

He studied hard in order to change his fate and give his family a good life.

But now, without doing anything, Aning took only a few months to make the whole village live the life he imagined.

No wonder this girl is valued by the emperor. Whether it is curing diseases and saving lives or making money, his niece is the best.

Thinking about these things, Song Xing fell asleep happily, letting go of everything in his heart and slept soundly.

The next day, he slept until he woke up naturally. The rice was warming in the pot and his family was making mooncakes.

The sound of reading came into his ears, and he ate a few mouthfuls of food in a hurry. Song An Ning happened to be at home with nothing to do, so he asked his little niece to go out and take a walk in the village.

In fact, Song Anning was just about to go out to see the newly planted radishes. Seeing the deep confusion on her uncle's face, she couldn't help but smile.

"Uncle, there have been big changes at home, right?"

"It's too big! If I came back on my own! I would have thought I had come to the wrong village."

"Haha! Then let's talk while we walk. I'm just going to take a look at the radish field. Let's walk around the village twice and you'll understand."

"Okay, it's all up to Aning."

The uncle and nephew smiled at each other and walked slowly along the path in the field.

Song Anning talked as he walked, from growing peppers to doing business with Zuixianju, his aunt's affairs, buying land and building a house, floods, plagues...

Song Anning explained every detail in great detail, and Song Xing became more and more excited as he listened.

These are the villagers from their village! Things are really getting better and better for everyone...

After checking the radishes and lettuces, he found that they were growing well and the villagers were very concerned about them, so Song An Ning didn't need to worry about them at all.

The two of them talked all the way, and just then they arrived at the gate of Old Man Pan's yard.

There were dozens of children in the house, reading and writing. There were also plum blossom stakes and small wooden swords in the yard. Worried that the children would get hurt, Old Man Pan specially asked Song An Ning to buy round and chubby wooden weapons from the mall.

"The children would get up early, run around the village twice, and then come here to practice martial arts.

When the sun comes up and the weather gets warm, they will go inside to read and write."

"That's great! Every child can learn to read and practice martial arts! This is something I never dared to imagine."

When Old Man Pan saw the two people at the door, he came over and greeted them.

It was not until Song An Ning introduced that the old man was her master.

Song Xing was also thinking in his mind: Aning is from Yaowang Valley, and this is Aning's master, so isn't that the legendary old valley master!

Oh my god! The master of Medicine King Valley is actually teaching children in Half Moon Village, and teaching them martial arts...

Who will believe it!

An hour later, the two returned home, and Song Xing had not yet recovered from the shock.

After being away from home for a few months, the whole village became rich without my knowledge? Or was it his niece who led the way?

“It’s like a dream!”

He muttered something, and Zhang looked up at him and scolded him with a smile: "This silly boy..."

Song An Ning had just returned to the house and was about to change clothes to make mooncakes with her mother and the others when she suddenly saw a video invitation from her parents.

"Aning, today is Mid-Autumn Festival, we miss you..."