Don't panic, Father Xueba and I crossed together

Chapter 36, what do you think
Village head Yang is more than 60 years old this year, and his hair is all white.

Like most people in the village, deep grooves hung on his dark face.

When he talks, he smiles, and he is approachable at first glance.

A person who can be the village head in a village must be someone with a high reputation in the village, an authoritative speech, and a good reputation.

Otherwise, the villagers would not listen to the village chief.

Village head Yang has a good impression of Feng Minsheng.

This is an honest man, no matter how much the people in the Feng family's old house tortured him, he will always respect his parents and elders as always.

Sometimes the village chief couldn't stand it anymore, and helped to talk to Mr. Feng several times, but Feng Minsheng couldn't stand up on his own, and was always bullied.

The village head has a feeling that he hates iron but not steel.

From the bottom of his heart, he still likes Feng Minsheng very much, at least much better than Feng Mincheng, the only scholar in the village.

Feng Minsheng glanced at the yard, the kitchen was emitting smoke, and the village chief's family had already started preparing dinner.

The sun has just set to the west, and many people have already started cooking dinner.

Kerosene lamps are not affordable for every household, so hurry up and finish dinner now, and lie down on the bed when it gets dark.

Sleep until the sun rises in the east.

Work at sunrise, and rest at sunset.

"Village Chief, I came to you this time because I have something to trouble you. I don't know if it's convenient for me to go in and talk about it."

Feng Minsheng doesn't intend to announce that he is taking the road of scientific research.

When he passes the exam, others will naturally know about it.

Fengmincheng and his mother had already seen the books he bought, but they certainly didn't feel that they were going to take the exam next month.

This is too hasty.

Probably no one dared to do this in ancient times!
"Okay, come in!"

Village Chief Yang quickly let Feng Minsheng in, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

He watched Feng Minsheng grow up, and he never had a good day since he was a child.

Simple and honest to almost rigid.

Why does he feel that today's Feng Minsheng looks taller and taller.

It's like a completely different person.

Village head Yang didn't think too much, Feng Minsheng had just passed away his wife.

After people have experienced great joy and great sorrow, of course they will change.

After entering the courtyard, before Feng Minsheng had time to talk about his affairs, Village Chief Yang spoke first.

"Minsheng, how is Xiaojin doing well these days? Don't be decadent, the days are still long!"

Village head Yang actually heard some gossip.

The fact that Mrs. Feng wanted to "marry" Feng Jin to someone else had already been spread by some talkative people.

There are even some people who spread the word and it changed, saying that they want to sell Fengjin to Qingfeng Building!

As for whether the latter is true or false, Village Chief Yang has a steelyard in his heart.

He definitely didn't want the girls in the village to be sold to the Qingfeng Tower, which would have a bad reputation in the village.

What's more, Feng Jin is also an honest child. In Feng's old house, he is not the oldest, but he does the most work.

It hurts just to look at it.

"Xiao Jin is in a bad mood recently, and she sighs every day."

Without a computer and mobile phone, he also sighed.

"Because I miss her mother, I wipe my tears every night."

I dreamed of delicious food at night, and I was so greedy that I cried.

"Eat a little at every meal..."

More than he can eat.

Feng Minsheng talked a lot, and directly portrayed Fengjin as a little cabbage who missed his dead mother.

Poor baba.

"Ugh--"

After hearing what Feng Minsheng said, Village Chief Yang sighed heavily.

He opened his mouth to say something to Feng Minsheng, but he didn't say it after all.

As the village head, it is inappropriate to say something.

It all depends on the meaning of Feng Minsheng.

If he doesn't want to break the relationship completely, it's useless for him to speak.

Even if it is really disconnected, Feng Minsheng is still as honest as before, and nothing has changed.

"Mr. Yang, I am here this time to ask you to write a letter of recommendation."

Feng Minsheng understood Village Chief Yang's eyes, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Before the exam next month, his relationship with Feng's old house must be completely severed.

Otherwise, when he really passed the exam and looked a little bit better than Fengmin City, it would be troublesome if he wanted to break off the relationship.

They must be sneering constantly, and they must say how good they are to themselves.

They are all well-known things, but the biological parents are the biological parents, no matter how they treat Feng Minsheng, Feng Minsheng can't get rid of this relationship.

Only those who are parents don't want children, and children who can't don't want parents. This is the most traditional thought in every deep-rooted feudal society.

"What letter of recommendation?"

Village head Yang took two small horses and sat in the yard with Feng Minsheng.

I didn't realize for a while, what is the recommendation letter.

There are no self-taught geniuses in the village yet, and the village head needs a letter of recommendation to take the exam.

Scholars who go to the county to study do not need the village head to issue a letter of introduction from the gentleman in the county, which is more authoritative.

"The county test will start next month. I want to try it. I need a letter of recommendation from the village head before I can sign up."

When Feng Minsheng said this, his eyes were very firm.

This is the first time Village Chief Yang has seen such a confident Feng Minsheng.

Feng Minsheng's whole body was glowing.

Village head Yang even had a feeling that Feng Minsheng would definitely pass the exam and become the most dazzling existence in the village.

Confidence is self-confidence, and radiance is radiance.

Village head Yang quickly realized that Feng Minsheng had never been to a private school, nor had he ever studied with a teacher for a day.

The eldest son Feng Mincheng is cultivated by the Feng family with all their strength, and the second son Feng Minsheng is a free labor force.

I'm afraid I can't even write my own name?
Fengmin City didn't have the kindness to teach him.

"You... know how to read?"

Village Chief Yang asked hesitantly.

Now that this honest man has spoken, regardless of whether he can read or not, Village Chief Yang will definitely write him a letter of recommendation.

But the exam also needs money, and Feng Minsheng's family is so poor that it can't be any poorer, and I'm afraid there is no extra copper.

"I saw my elder brother studying when I was young, and I secretly learned some from him."

Feng Minsheng's complexion did not change, and he played it lightly when he spoke.

It is easier to be convincing, but also heart-stopping.

What a sensible boy!

He didn't create any difficulties for his family, and worked hard to study with the remaining time.

Just thinking about it, the old village head was moved to tears.

If the children in the village were like Feng Minsheng, I'm afraid they would come up with a lot of masters!
"Okay! I've opened a letter of recommendation for you!"

Village Chief Yang slapped his thigh, looking so excited that he was about to take an exam.

"Then thank you, the village chief."

Feng Minsheng bowed slightly to the old village chief very politely.

He is polite and courteous, and his gestures are three points more refined than Fengmin City.

"I'll write you a letter of recommendation right away, but there's one more thing I want to ask you about your uncle. What do you think?"

When Village Chief Yang said this, he didn't name or give Dao's surname, but everyone understood the meaning of this sentence.

This is asking about Feng Minsheng and Feng's old house.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket.

　　


(End of this chapter)