The journey of the only child of a peasant family to take the imperial examination

The villagers rolled their eyes at the arrival of the newcomer and said in dissatisfaction, "What's the rush? What's the fuss? This is Zhangjia Village! You have no idea what's going on!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just anxious!" The man smiled apologetically, but his voice was loud and clear.

You can tell at first glance that she has a hot-tempered personality.

After squeezing to the front of the crowd, the newcomer no longer cared about the people around him rolling their eyes and loudly asked the people on both sides: "Excuse me, has Zhang Dashun returned home?"

"How would we know? We only heard that Old Man Zhang's whole family has returned. We'll know when we see for ourselves." Someone replied.

"I heard that Ping An became a high-ranking official. Wow, that's incredible!" someone else said enviously.

People on both sides also joined in the fun, but they only heard from the person who was sent by County Magistrate Weng to clean the house that it was Zhang Ping'an, the grandson of old man Zhang, who passed the imperial examination and became a high-ranking official, and the family became prosperous.

Now I am returning to my hometown to visit relatives and worship my ancestors.

They don't know any other specific details.

It was even difficult for them to imagine how high this high-ranking official was. After all, in their limited experience, the highest official they knew was the county magistrate.

The visitor was a little disappointed, but he mustered up the courage to ask the yamen runner in front of him.

The yamen runners and guards leading the way looked at each other in confusion, as they had never heard of this name.

Then he shook his head and replied in a high voice: "My fellow villager, I'm sorry, I haven't heard of this name!"

The visitor was obviously disappointed when he heard this, and his shoulders drooped suddenly.

There was a lot of noise here, and the people in the carriage were also attracted and saw what was happening here.

Zhang Ping'an listened and thought to himself: Zhang Dashun, this name sounds familiar!

"Jinbao, do you know which company it is?" Zhang Pingan asked, tilting his head.

But he just saw Jinbao staring blankly outside and didn't hear what he said at all.

After a moment, she suddenly jumped off the carriage, lifted up her skirt and ran forward quickly, and asked the visitor with a nervous and excited look: "Sister?"

"Jin...Jin...Jinbao???" The man was stunned for a moment before pointing at Jinbao with trembling hands, his tone uncertain.

After a moment, he confirmed that it was Jinbao. He ignored the eyes of those around him, sat down on the ground, hugged Jinbao and cried loudly.

She cried and wiped her tears, saying, "My mother, Jinbao, you are finally back. I am your sister and have no one to rely on back home. My life is so hard!"

"Is she Jinbao's sister?" Luo Fuan asked in surprise.

It's no wonder he was so surprised. The visitor was not only dressed like a man, but also looked sloppy.

Her dull and yellow hair was simply tied up in a hasty pile, lacking any of the gentle grace of a woman.

The sound was even more rough and unpleasant.

Even though this person no longer looks young, she doesn't look like a woman.

Tan Yaoqi couldn't help but twitch his eyes and said cryptically, "Haha, I never thought there would be such a woman."

Even the maids in their family were much more respectable than this man. He had really learned a lot from seeing such a masculine woman.

"Is it Sister Zhaocai?" Zhang Pingan recalled, feeling a little uncertain.

Only then did he remember that Jinbao's father's real name seemed to be Zhang Dashun.

But the villagers always called him Jinbao Dad, Jinbao Dad, and over time, many people forgot his original name.

In fact, judging from the visitor's face, it was difficult to find the shadow of the impression he had in him.

I remember that Sister Jinbao was quite smart when she was helping out at the tea stall. She also dressed up as a boy and it didn’t look ugly.

Later, when she was old enough, she got married.

In addition, he studied abroad for many years, so I rarely saw him again.

After the Jinbao family fled, they rarely mentioned it, so naturally the impression they had of it was even fainter.

At this moment, this strong contrast really made him feel a little indescribable.

Little did people know that Jinbao himself was actually a little overwhelmed and felt a little uncomfortable and sad at this time.

But sitting on the ground is not a big deal.

I could only whisper, "Sister, I'm back. Not only am I back, but Dad, Mom, and Grandma are all back. Don't be afraid anymore. If there's anything, we can talk about it slowly when we get home. It's okay now!"

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get home, so as not to be laughed at," Zhaocai listened to the advice.

He stood up quickly and brushed off the dust and grass on his clothes.

At this time, the yamen runners saw that most people had gathered, and began to throw handfuls of candy into the crowd.

It is not sweet potato candy, nor is it ordinary malt candy, but high-quality hard candy with exquisite packaging.

It was a special order from County Magistrate Weng.

Let the villagers share in the joy.

Although he knew that Zhang Ping'an would definitely make preparations himself, he had to observe his etiquette.

Zhang Ping'an's refusal to accept expensive gifts has saved him a lot of trouble. These candies, meats, oils, etc. are actually trivial matters.

Zhang Pingan knew it very well. He was well versed in the rules of officialdom and did not try to stop him.

After all, it's someone else's intention.

As soon as the candies were scattered, the crowd at the village entrance instantly became excited.

Except for some big and strong men who were embarrassed to compete with the little kids and women, everyone else was rushing to grab the food with smiles on their faces.

Zhaocai was no exception. He quickly let go of Jinbao and joined the crowd grabbing candy. His movements were more agile than anyone else.

She was happy that her family was back, but she had to take advantage of the benefits she had received, as this was premium candy!

"Sister, be careful, don't get hurt." Jinbao was squeezed all over the place, his hair was messy, and his shoes were stepped on several times.

"Oh, it's okay, it will be fine in a while," Zhaocai said nonchalantly.

"Sister, come with me and get in the car. There are food and drinks on the car. We don't lack these things." Jinbao finally pulled his sister out of the crowd.

Zhaocai saw Jinbao's embarrassed look, then looked at his bulging purse, thought for a moment, and said with some regret: "Well, let's get in the car first, so I can meet our grandma, and our parents."

"Yeah, okay," Jinbao nodded repeatedly.

Took my sister to my own carriage.

Jinbao's father, mother and grandmother had already heard the general idea in the carriage. Jinbao's father was about to get off the carriage to see his daughter, but when he saw that Jinbao had calmed down in the front, he waited.

Although Zhaocai has been separated from his parents for many years, he doesn't feel unfamiliar with them at all.

As soon as she got in the car, she threw herself into their arms and burst into tears, "Dad, Mom, Grandma, you're finally back. I missed you so much!"