Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Leaving aside the poems and songs, these two policy essays are well written. The first one is about flood control. The insights and solutions are clearly written, and he even lists his own experimental results.

Su Mo raised an eyebrow. Zhang Zihan was also doing sand table simulations? Not bad.

The other article is about a series of insights and solutions on post-disaster governance, resettlement of disaster victims, and post-disaster reconstruction.

This policy paper demonstrates the author's keen insight and ability to propose practical solutions to real-world problems. He demonstrates both determination and commitment.

Su Mo became serious, put away the essay, called the guard at the door, wrote a few words and handed them to him, and instructed: "Go to the provincial capital and personally supervise Zhang Zihan's autumn examination."

"Yes"

The guards took the order and left.

Song Jinxiu was confused. "What is a floating ticket?"

Su Mo explained: "It's a certificate to prove your identity and enter the examination room."

"Oh, the admission ticket!" Song Jinxiu suddenly realized.

Su Mo: "Admission ticket? Well, that's the explanation."

"Can you get the admission ticket?"

Song Jinxiu suddenly stood up happily, and her movement was so big that the chair behind her and the dishes on the table vibrated.

"Slow down,"

Su Mo quickly helped her up and said:

"Didn't I give you a jade pendant? I told you to go to the Chunxiang Tea House in Fucheng if you need anything. Did you forget?"

Song Jinxiu blinked, "Ah? Can my uncle just go to the teahouse to get this done?"

"Well, I have people in the teahouse. If you take the jade pendant and explain the situation, someone will naturally help you.

But now that I know, you just wait for news at home."

Song Jinxiu looked at him, "Who are you anyway? I've been running around and being a punching bag, but it's not as good as a few words from you. Ugh! It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others."

Su Mo smiled and said, "Will you marry me? Then you can be the one to get angry at others."

Song Jinxiu rolled her eyes. Then she thought of something and blinked her eyes. She leaned over and asked, "What rank are you, general?"

"Being able to get my stepfather a ticket for the Autumn Examination means he must be a higher official than a county magistrate. Is he as high as a prefect? Or even higher?"

Being looked at by the little girl with her head tilted, Su Mo touched his face and felt a handful of bones.

After quickly taking a sip of soup, Su Mo said, "Bigger than the prefect. I..."

Song Jinxiu's face lit up with smiles: "Bigger than the prefect, then I'm definitely clinging to you."

I am his savior. With this relationship, this big guy can't get away.

Su Mo's face immediately turned red. He was originally teasing her, but he didn't expect that the girl would agree.

Thinking about it, it wouldn’t be bad to have a girl like this to live with in the future.

This girl said before that she didn't want to be a concubine, so...

He promised with a serious face: "Don't worry, I will marry you as my wife."

Song Jinxiu was fumbling in her purse, preparing to buy something for her potential partner. When she heard his words, she was stunned for a moment.

"You're marrying me? Why?"

"Of course you are willing, and I am willing too. It's a matter of mutual consent. Don't worry, I will propose the marriage as soon as possible and settle the relationship so that we don't have to worry about it any further."

The Emperor should be delighted to marry the little girl. I'm afraid my aunt would object. But considering the life-saving grace and the fact that she can execute first and ask for permission later, I don't think she would refuse.

It would also save him from being randomly picked to marry someone after he returned to Beijing. To be honest, with the chaos in his family, he was afraid of the noble families in Beijing. They all had ulterior motives and he didn't know whether he was marrying a wife or a killer.

The little girl is clean and reassuring.

The more Su Mo looked at Song Jinxiu, the more satisfied he became.

Song Jinxiu glared: "When did I agree?"

Su Mo blushed and said, "You're almost clinging to someone else, how can you marry someone else?"

Song Jinxiu: ...

"Honey, hugging your thigh means looking for a backer. When I say I want to hug your thigh, it means I want you to protect me, do you understand?"

She actually asked me to kiss her.

Su Mo's face turned even redder, and he said shyly, "I understand."

Oh my god, do you understand why you're blushing and embarrassed like this? The problem is that you look so skinny now, and he doesn't like it either.

Oh my god, this guy is too shy to look up.

Song Jinxiu shook off the goose bumps on her body.

No, it's unbearable to watch.

"Ah, it's getting late. I'm going back now. Let's talk again when we have time."

Song Jinxiu couldn't stand the shyness of someone who was trying to speak, so she quickly left and ran away.

Su Mo took a look and chuckled.

"Haha, this girl ran away out of shyness."

Su Mo was in a good mood and ate with relish.

He needs to gain weight quickly. Don't think that he can't see that this girl is disgusted with his appearance.

He is not old hay, he is still young!

Eat more, gain more weight, and a handful of tender green grass are what that girl loves most.

In addition, I have to prepare the betrothal gifts in secret, and once things here are settled, I will go to the bride's house to propose as soon as possible.

Song Jinxiu had no idea that she had been secretly engaged.

She returned to Songjia Village and passed by the village head's house and asked Li Cheng to stop the car.

"I'm going to take two pieces of cloth to my second grandfather's house. You can go back first. Tell my mother that I'll be home soon."

Li Cheng quickly said, "Then I'll help you move the cloth to the village head's house before we leave."

"No, I can do it myself."

Song Jinxiu said this, picked up the two pieces of soft smoke silk she bought today and left.

Looking at Song Jinxiu's back, Li Cheng was shocked. "The young lady is stronger than their boss."

Song Jinxiu, holding her soft cigarette, shouted as she entered the village head's house: "Second Grandpa, Second Grandma, First Aunt, Second Aunt, Sister Xiangye, Xiangcao, please come and pick me up! I'm so tired."

Hearing her voice, everyone ran out quickly.

"Oh my goodness, hurry up, Fusheng, take it. Are you a tough kid? It's so heavy, can't you ask the men to take it? You're a girl, what are you going to do if you get so tired that you stop growing?"

Aunt Qingshan scolded loudly, and everyone followed suit.

Song Fusheng quickly took the soft cigarette bag.

Song Jinxiu smiled and asked, "Brother Fusheng, is he taking a day off today?"

Song Fusheng turned around while holding Ruan Yanluo and said, "I came back yesterday and took a two-day break."

The village head's wife stepped forward and pulled Song Jinxiu aside, scolding her: "Xiu, your aunt is right. Girls' strength is precious. You must not use force. You will get hurt, don't you know?"

Song Jinxiu knew that forcing a girl to do physical work could damage her uterus. Heavy labor or prolonged physical activity could increase abdominal pressure, which could trigger uterine prolapse.

But she is very strong, and she shouts loudly that she is tired just to cover up the fact that she is a strongman.

If the aunties knew how strong she was, there would be another round of gossip. And she would be the protagonist of the discussion.

Aunt Qingshu looked at Ruan Yanluo and said softly, "Child, you always bring something back every time you go to the county town. How much does such good gauze cost?"

"It's not expensive. I'm familiar with the owner of the cloth shop, and the price is very fair. It's hot and there are a lot of mosquitoes, so I can use this to make a mosquito net for ventilation."

The village head's wife glared at her and said, "You're wasting money again. Look how dirty your face is. Xiangcao, get your sister Jinxiu a basin of water to wash. Fusheng, go pick a basket of big, red apricots from the apricot tree and bring them home to your sister later."

"Okay, got it." The two agreed.

Song Jinxiu quickly pulled Xiangcao aside and said, "I won't wash for now. I'll go home and take a shower later. I'm going to talk to Second Grandpa."

Then he called out to Fusheng, "Brother Fusheng, I like to eat that big white apricot."

Fusheng smiled and said, "The large white apricots ripen later, so you can't eat them until two days later. These red apricots are bigger than the wheat yellow apricots. I'll pick out the ripe ones for you, and I guarantee they'll taste good."