Chapter 9

Wang Lan-feng and Lin Da-hua didn’t mind Lin Qing asking for leave to go home and study.

The child had her own plans, what was the point of worrying so much?

The couple’s biggest concern was Lin Er-li and Mrs. Zhao coming to disturb their daughter’s studies.

Lin Qing thought they would be too busy with their own drama.

They shouldn’t have time for her.

The liberal arts exam included six subjects: math, language, foreign language, politics, history, and geography.

Lin Qing, a science student from ten years ago, was truly clueless about liberal arts.

She rummaged through her belongings and managed to find all the books from junior high to high school. To her surprise, she found three yuan, but to her dismay, geography and politics were like ancient scriptures to her.

If you asked her about the core socialist values, she could still recite them with some effort.

But if you asked her now what a state is, and the answer is that a state is the product of irreconcilable class contradictions, a tool of class oppression.

She felt like she had a lot to learn about politics.

After flipping through geography, Lin Qing’s expression became even more subtle.

When it came to classical Chinese in language.

She wanted to cry.

The college entrance examination in this era didn’t have a large number of questions.

Just take language, for example, it only tested two things

one is composition, which requires reading more books and newspapers, and having solid evidence to demonstrate your writing skills;

the other is the analysis of classical Chinese.

If she had a month, Lin Qing could say she could try, but at the moment, she could only swallow it whole.

She barely remembered many of the mathematical equations, she needed to review them.

Ten days, a big challenge.

While Lin Qing was diligently reviewing mathematical formulas.

System 118 emitted a burst of noise before responding,

Zhang Hong and your old scumbag have established a revolutionary friendship.

The dog system lost its sense of crisis while eating dog food and was captured. The Plot Collapse Squad is officially formed. Now, one dog system is detained, formatting dog system process +10%, current formatting progress 10%.

Go, Plot Collapse Squad!.

Special reward: one intelligent oil can improve memory to a certain extent, of course, it’s useless for stupid people.

Lin Qing was so shocked that she almost dropped her book.

What kind of dog food did they eat?

They lost such a big advantage.

The two of them being together was expected, there was nothing to be happy about. Lin Qing, except for a bit of gossip, continued to review without distraction.

Heaven has bestowed a great responsibility on this person, it must first…

Some people were burning with passion.

Some people were burning with passion in their hearts.

The hearts of the people of Shanglin Village were particularly hot.

“Did you hear? Cui Cui-hua and Zhao Hui-zhou have been together for a long time?”

“Ah? You just found out about this?”

“Ah? You’ve known for a long time?”

“Hey, isn’t it obvious? If they hadn’t been together for a long time, why would the Zhao family break off the engagement, and why would they insist on marrying the Cui family? Who would do something so dishonest?”

“Oh, you’re so smart. Do you think Cui-hua is carrying a boy or a girl?”

“Eh? I don’t think I know what you know, tell me in detail, I have plenty of time to listen.”

The village head: …

Cui’s family,

Lin Er-gu was about to go crazy. She wanted to beat Cui Cui-hua up. “I told you to go and beg your uncle, maybe he would soften up and agree to break off the engagement.”

“Also, if he knew that you and Zhao Hui-zhou had already fallen for each other, even if he was angry, he wouldn’t break you two up. In the end, it would only be Lin Qing, that little girl, who would suffer and accept it.”

“I didn’t tell you to spread it all over the village that you’re pregnant!”

Even without going out, she could imagine how lively the village was now.

Cui Cui-hua, on the other hand, was unconvinced. “Uncle isn’t as good as you think. Lin Qing is his real daughter, what am I? Anyway, I’ve already said it. If they don’t agree to break off the engagement, they’re forcing me to death.”

“I’ll just take a rope and hang myself at their house. Let’s see if they’ll break off the engagement.”

What kind of talk is that? Lin Er-gu was so angry.

Her head was throbbing.

She didn’t know how she gave birth to such a stupid girl, but on second thought, it wasn’t unreasonable.

Her brother was soft-hearted, he wouldn’t really force his niece to death…

Even if the Zhao family looked down on Cui-hua, she, as her mother, could be more forceful, and she might be able to suppress the Zhao family.

Just then,

An old woman stood outside the Cui family’s door.

Her eyes were narrowed, and she looked fierce.

“Lin Er-li, come out here.”

As soon as Lin Er-gu heard it, she knew it was Mrs. Zhao. Cui Cui-hua had already rushed out of the house before her.

“Auntie, you’re here.”

Cui Cui-hua smiled sweetly,

There was a hint of seeking praise in her smile,

Today, she had done a great service for the Zhao family.

A great service?

She was clearly ruining her son’s good fortune! Mrs. Zhao was furious. “You little b*tch, you shameless piece of goods, you dare to lie about my son? Even if you stripped naked, my son wouldn’t want you.”

“Bah, you black-hearted piece of goods, don’t you even take a piss and look at yourself? You’re so stupid, you dare to say you’re pregnant with my son’s child? Where did you get pregnant?”

Cui Cui-hua was stunned by Mrs. Zhao’s scolding.

She didn’t understand why Mrs. Zhao was scolding her like this?

At this moment, Lin Er-gu’s mind was filled with the words Lin Qing had said that day. Looking at Mrs. Zhao’s denial, she understood everything!

“Zhang Da-chun, I’ll fight you to the death.”

July 6th, Lin Qing was memorizing mathematical formulas and rules.

The villagers of Shanglin Village were watching the show.

The wives of the Cui family and the Zhao family had a fight in the field.

July 7th, Lin Qing was cramming classical Chinese.

The villagers of Shanglin Village were still watching the show.

The village head’s voice was a bit hoarse.

Lin Er-gu had lost a lot of hair.

July 8th, Lin Qing was reading politics and old newspapers.

The villagers of Shanglin Village were whispering.

“Do you think Cui Cui-hua is really pregnant or not?”

The village head: …

Actually, he wanted to know too.

July 9th, Lin Qing glanced at the English textbook, then silently picked up the history book…

Today, Lin Er-gu and Mrs. Zhao finally stopped fighting.

July 10th, Lin Qing was still reading history.

Mrs. Zhao had a tea party with her close friends…

“My son never came back. Cui Cui-hua is pregnant with a ghost.”

“Hey, maybe your son’s soul came back.”

“Bah!”

July 11th, Lin Qing drowsily picked up geography.

Mrs. Zhao was still busy defending herself.

Lin Er-gu was sick and recuperating at home.

July 12th, Lin Qing got lost in geography…

Lin Er-gu was recuperating.

It was said that Cui Cui-hua wanted to hang herself at the gate of the Zhao family’s house, but she was stopped.

July 13th, Lin Qing was still reading geography.

The Cui family and the Zhao family stopped fighting.

July 14th, Lin Qing emerged from geography and continued reading politics and history…

Shanglin Village was lively and silent.

Lin Da-hua and Wang Lan-feng were catching old hens at home, killing them and plucking their feathers.