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"Students can save money." Yu Zhou agreed, and Yu Wenliang also nodded in agreement, with a more sincere attitude than Yu Zhou. After all, he could perform exceptionally well this time, but it might not be the case next time.
"There's nothing else to say. You two did well in the exam this time," said Mr. Wen, taking out two inkstones from the table and pushing them in front of Yu Zhou and Yu Wenliang respectively. "This Xuanyu is a reward for you. I hope you will be successfully admitted to the prefectural exam."
Yu Zhou has used a lot of pens, inkstones and paper in the past two years. He could tell at a glance that the inkstone Mr. Wen gave him was not the cheaper inkstone they usually bought for writing. He hesitated for a moment and said, "This is too expensive."
"You are my student. If you can achieve good results, I will also be proud of you," Mr. Wen said with a smile, "Besides, when you usually send me gifts, I have never refused them if they are beyond the scope of etiquette."
When he said this, his tone of teaching or encouragement was gone, and it sounded more like a casual chat.
Yu Zhou then respectfully took the ink with both hands and thanked him with a smile, "Then I'd rather obey than be respectful."
Yu Wenliang was a gift from his grandfather, so there was no need to be so polite. After thanking him quickly, he held the ink and said happily, "I'll keep it well and bring it in for the government exam."
After the three of them talked for a while, Yu Zhou saw that it was getting late, so he said, "The students' family should have prepared the food, please move over and have dinner with us."
"Okay." Mr. Wen happily agreed. As a teacher, no meal treated by others is more worthy of pride and comfort than the thank-you dinner for his students after they are admitted.
Yu Zhou followed Mr. Wen out, but when he almost reached the door, he didn't see Yu Wenliang following him. Puzzled, he turned back and saw the little boy lingering at the table and unwilling to move.
Yu Zhou raised his eyebrows and teased, "Wen Liang, don't you want to go to my house for dinner?"
"No, no," Yu Wenliang denied repeatedly, a little embarrassed, "It's just that when I go out later, I will meet the elders in the village again."
Yu Zhou was speechless. Before he could speak, Mr. Wen scolded him lightly, "The uncles and elders in the village are concerned about you, so they come up to ask. And they are acquaintances in the village. If you can't handle them, how can you go on in the future?"
"I'll go." Yu Wenliang muttered softly, and when he went out, he didn't know whether it was intentional or he couldn't help it, and whispered in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "Even if I get better grades in the future, no one will come up and pinch my face like the aunties in the village."
Yu Zhou couldn't help it this time, and laughed out loud, and turned back to look at Yu Wenliang, and saw that he was puffing his mouth and looked angry. If the aunties in the village saw it, they would probably want to pinch him.
Mr. Wen was too lazy to care about him at this moment. When he walked through the village to Yu Zhou's house, he held the joystick straighter than usual.
For the thank-you banquet at noon, Yu Zhou not only invited Mr. Wen and the head of the village, but also invited several elders with high reputation in the village.
With the help of Aunt Chen and others, Jinchuan quickly prepared a large table of sumptuous food.
After this meal, the matter of the county exam was completely over.
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