Zhu Qiqi was very sincere: "Dad, I didn't get admitted as a scholar, I got admitted as a county chief, so I got the title of scholar."

He wanted to explain that he was not the scholar who passed the examination, but because he had passed the examination for the county chief, they gave him a scholar's quota.

Old Man Zhu didn't care about this, he asked: "Are you a scholar now?"

"yes!"

"That's fine. As long as you are a scholar, that's fine..." The corners of his mouth widened again, and he smiled so happily.

Old man Zhu held Zhu Qi's hand and introduced enthusiastically to the villagers around him: "This is my son, he is a scholar!"

"Hahaha...I am also a scholar daddy!"

…

As for Zhu San, who came back with him, he simply ignored him.

Old man Zhu pulled Zhu Qi forward, and the crowd rushed over, instantly leaving Zhu San behind.

Zhu San: "..."

——Dad, you didn’t see me standing here as a big living person?

He didn't know what to say about his father.

To say he was depressed, it wasn't that bad. Anyway, he already knew how virtuous his father was.

I could only follow behind silently.

Zhu Bamei was a girl, and she had four nephews with her. Naturally, it was not easy to get into the crowd. When she saw that her third brother was lagging behind, she quickly ran over with her nephews.

"Third brother, you are back!"

There was a bright smile on her face, which immediately hit Zhu San's heart, like a hot spring flowing through her.

Even though he said he didn't care, when someone really said those words to him with a smile on his face, Zhu San couldn't deny that the feeling was still different.

Zhu San smiled back and said, "Well, I'm back!"

Zhu Bamei and Dabao didn't notice the strange look on Zhu San's face, and asked him questions happily. Sometimes they asked him if there was anything interesting on the road, sometimes they asked him what Yikang Town was like, and sometimes they asked him

Did he see many people taking the imperial examination? Did he see the great county magistrate...

In short, the pile of questions and the excitement along the way completely made the "loss" in Zhu San's heart disappear.

Sometimes, family members don't need to understand you, as long as you have their noise in your ears and their company, that's enough.

Entering the courtyard, when Zhu Qi saw Ye Yuran, he abandoned Old Man Zhu and ran over.

"Mom, I took the exam to become a county clerk, and I'm a scholar!"

He stood in front of Ye Yuran, as happy as a child, wanting to share this joy with her.

"Well! Yes, you did very well in the exam this time!" Ye Yuran also smiled and did not hesitate to praise him.

Zhu Qi opened his mouth and smiled even more happily, but he looked a little silly.

Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Zhu were also waiting in the yard, so Ye Yuran led Zhu Qi, kowtowed to the two elders and reported the good news.

Although the families are separated, the elders are still the elders after all, and those who should be respected should still be respected.

Asking Zhu Qi to respect him more would only do him good, not harm.

What's more, the two elders don't know how many years they can live, and Ye Yuran doesn't want to care about them so much, so he just treats it as a good deed to comfort the two elders.

"Grandpa, grandma, I took the county clerk's exam and I'm a scholar!"

Zhu Qi knelt down on the tuanfu and kowtowed.

Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Zhu were extremely excited. With red eyes, they hurriedly called him up.

Pulling Zhu Qi, he shouted repeatedly: "Good grandson, my good grandson, even if I close my eyes now, I still have the honor to meet the ancestors of the Zhu family."

There were tears rolling in his moist eyes.

I thought that this would be it for the rest of my life, but I never imagined... I never imagined that the eldest daughter-in-law is a bit cruel, but the adopted son is actually so promising!

It's both sad and exciting.

Until this moment, they felt that no matter how many things their eldest daughter-in-law had done to "sorry" them, they had "forgiven" her.

When the clan leader saw that it was almost done, he asked Zhu Qi to go to the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors first.

"Are everything ready?"

"Ready, Patriarch."

"Okay, then let's go."

…

Zhu Qi, surrounded by his clan members, headed towards the Zhu family's ancestral hall.

The entrance to the ancestral hall was already crowded with people.

Almost all the old people in the village came out to bring incense and candles, vegetarian meals, rice wine, and various ancestor worship supplies. It was even more lively than the Chinese New Year.

"Open the middle door——"

Zhu Qun, the eldest son of Patriarch Zhu, stood at the door of the ancestral hall, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Today, he will assist his father in presiding over ancestor worship work and be responsible for singing and other matters.

This is not the first time he has "appeared", but in today's scene, Patriarch Zhu still gave his son the opportunity to show his face, hoping that he would have a smoother future.

The ancestral hall has always been under the responsibility of the Zhu clan leader. Zhu Lizheng would not compete with the Zhu clan leader for this kind of work, but he did not do nothing. He organized the villagers to participate and said a few words, which were still needed.

"Ah——"

With a soft sound, the heavy central door of the ancestral hall slowly opened.

Because it was only opened during the Chinese New Year, not much dust fell, and the inside was very clean.

Roads paved with bluestones, pruned flowers, trees, and vessels used to collect water under the eaves... When light falls from the sky into this square yard, everything becomes alive.

People's laughter and conversations echoed from time to time, diluting the darkness and mystery of the ancestral hall.

After crossing the high threshold, the first thing you see is rows of memorial tablets of different heights, and candlelight lit in front of the tablets.

Patriarch Zhu took out the "lyrics" he had prepared long ago and began to read: "Here is Zhu Shunde, a descendant of the Zhu family..."

The sound passed through the doors and windows of the ancestral hall and floated to the entire sky with great penetrating power.

But for a moment, everyone held their breath and witnessed this glorious and glorious moment together.

Time condensed at this moment, and something gathered in the sky above Zhu's ancestral hall...

Gan Yixian sat on the shrine in the Tutu Temple, closed his eyes, and listened to the voice from the bottom of everyone's heart——

"I hope my ancestors will bless me and make my son as successful as Shunde."

"Ancestor, have you heard that our Zhu family has a talented person!"

"Ancestor, please keep your descendants safe and healthy."

…

Tiny, nagging, selfish, unselfish, these voices intertwined into a luminous river, rushing out of the roof of Zhu's ancestral hall and straight into the sky.

There were also some who escaped bit by bit, jumped into the Earth Temple, and fell into the palm of Gan Yixian.

Among these stars, he saw the wish made by Ye Yuran: "Hello, gods in the sky, I am Ye Yuran. To be honest, I didn't believe in God before. After all, I lived in a materialistic world since I was a child.

In the world, people always think that gods and other things are just myths and legends.

But I didn't expect that I would suddenly appear in this world.

But no matter what the reason is, since you sent me here, I will live a good life...
Chapter completed!