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Chapter 617

"Pursuit...what am I pursuing? It's not like you don't know my situation. I have nothing now. I can't even support myself, let alone support my wife and children."

"Zhuzhu is only fifteen years old after the New Year. There is only such a girl in the family, and my aunt is not willing to marry her off for a while. She will have to raise her for at least two years. Isn't two years enough for you to make a difference?" Qin Muxiu

Talk to him seriously.

Speaking of this, Pei Feng became more and more annoyed, "If nothing goes wrong in this provincial examination, I would have the confidence, but if the examination is like this, why should I believe you?"

"As long as you pass the provincial examination this time, you will be elected. The old Qin family has never produced an educated person for several generations. With a son-in-law like you taking the initiative to send people to the door, are you afraid that the aunt will not agree?" Qin Muxiu encouraged him, "In the middle.

You should be confident about it, right?"

Pei Feng nodded, "I'm sure of this. As long as I win the election, my aunt will no longer dislike me for being poor?"

"You can become an official if you pass the examination. It's too late to fawn over. There's nothing to dislike."

Qin Muxiu's words made Pei Feng's blood boil, "Then I... went?"

"Go!" the couple said in unison.

Wow!

As soon as she arrived at the door, Wang Fengying poured out a large basin of dishwater.

Pei Feng, who was in the lead, was turned into a drowned rat.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see..." Wang Fengying was about to apologize. When she saw the person clearly, her face suddenly fell, "Why is it you?"

Pei Feng was originally an unafraid person, and for some reason, like Zhao Jin'er, he had the problem of stuttering whenever he saw Wang Fengying.

"I, junior, am, here..."

"No matter what you are here for, you are not welcome in our home!"

Wang Fengying rudely interrupted his speech.

Just as he was about to close the door, a broom stuck out from inside to block it.

Mrs. Qin's voice came out, "How can you speak like this when a guest comes to your door? There is no etiquette at all."

After that, he opened the door himself and said, "Xiao Pei, I haven't seen you for a few days. Ash said you were busy going to the county to take the exam. How did you do in the exam?"

Wang Fengying murmured from the side, "A wild boy, taking the exam, what will he get? It's a waste of pen and ink!"

Qin Muxiu walked over without losing any chance, "Auntie, you judge people by their appearance. Brother Pei's homework is very good. In the entire Moyun Academy, he is ranked second, and no one dares to be called first."

Wang Fengying obviously didn't believe it, "How did you know?"

"We were classmates before, so of course I know."

"Real or false?" Wang Fengying looked at Pei Feng in disbelief. She really couldn't believe that this dark and wild boy had such good homework. "So, can he still pass the exam to become a scholar?"

"It's not Maocai, it's Juren, who is bigger than Maocai and can be an official." Qin Muxiu explained.

Wang Fengying swallowed and said, "I have never studied, please don't fool me."

"Who dares to fool my aunt!" Zhao Jin'er said helpfully.

Hearing that Pei Feng might win the election, Wang Fengying's attitude softened a bit, but she still didn't have a good impression because her previous impression was too bad.

What mother can like a wild boy who almost seduces his daughter away?

"I haven't said why you're here yet. I have to take care of my second daughter-in-law later, but I don't have time to entertain you. You can go to Ashiu's place to have dinner."

Pei Feng stammered, "I, this junior are not here for free meals, I want to come..."

"Ahem, mother, please listen to him. I've been back for a while, and I don't know what's going on with Fangfang. She's seriously ill, and she's still having a fever for three days." Wang Fengying said, and she was relieved.

Apron ready to go to Zhang's house.

Looking at Wang Fengying's back, Pei Feng looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Mrs. Qin has lived for such a long time and has eaten more salt than they have eaten. She has already guessed what Pei Feng meant.

"It doesn't matter if I hear this, it will only matter if your aunt listens to it."
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