It's a shame to say that although Zhao Hao kept telling Zhao Shouzheng to concentrate on his work, not to be distracted by other things. But this time, he was forced to make a living, and he dragged his father around all day long, and he didn't let Zhao Shouzheng read for a day with peace of mind.

Zhao Hao hasn't forgotten what his top priority is this year. Now that the livelihood problem has been solved, it is natural that Zhao Shouzheng will no longer be distracted by anything.

That night, the father and son met again and made a plan to go all out to sprint to the autumn festival. And if you want to be eligible for the Tribute Academy in August, you must first pass the scientific examination in April.

It's the end of February now, and there are only about 40 days left before this life-and-death qualification exam. It's really not that I don't know, I was shocked, and even Zhao Shouzheng became nervous, and early the next morning, I didn't eat breakfast, so I rushed to Guozi Prison Ying Mao to sit in prison.

Before the scientific examination, Zhao Shouzheng had to at least be familiar. He has been in prison every day for more than a month, and I'm afraid it's not enough, so where does he dare to skip school again?

Zhao Hao was not so hard, and slept until three poles in the morning, and only got up when he was full of sleep.

Thinking of Zhao Shouzheng at this time, he should have been sitting in the bright classroom, listening to the lectures of Dr. Guozijian with his little hands behind his back. Zhao Hao felt that his choice was extremely correct.

Thinking of Zhao Erye's appearance of working hard at his age, Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile while brushing his teeth.

How can you make it comfortable for your dad to take the exam?

After washing, he habitually walked to the room, wanting to heat up last night's leftovers. But as soon as he lit the lamp, he suddenly patted his head and said to himself:

"Young Master Ben is rich now, why do you need to eat leftovers?"

He blew out the lamp, took the loose silver he bought yesterday, locked the door, and swaggered out into the street.

He had planned to find a decent breakfast shop and enjoy a good breakfast. But when I saw the early stall at the bridgehead, I changed my mind again.

'One must not forget one's roots. Zhao Hao thought so, and walked straight to the bridge.

saw that the business was deserted, and only two old men in the sixtieth year were there, eating porridge slowly and methodically.

It's not surprising that it's already three poles at this time, except for the old man, how can there be an idler like him who hasn't eaten breakfast?

There was no business at this time, and the stall owner had already sat down to rest, and the woman was washing the dishes by the river, leaving Qiaoqiao alone to take care of the business.

The girl was fiddling with the ends of her hair boredly, and when she saw Zhao Hao, she greeted with a smile: "Did you think of having breakfast today?" ”

Zhao Hao's face was hot when he heard this, and after his father and son moved here, he had been shy in his pocket, and he only came to buy breakfast once. The rest of the time, either skip it or eat the leftovers from the previous night.

I thought about it again, even the only breakfast was broken in the soup bowl, and I only ate a few dusty buns.

'I'm so difficult...... Zhao Hao couldn't help but redden, sighing for his past years of suffering.

The girl named Qiaoqiao leaned her neck through the cage drawer, approached Zhao Hao, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't have money to eat again?" ”

"Who said that!" Zhao Hao's face flushed to the base of his neck, and he shouted: "I just forgot to bring money that day!" ”

As he spoke, he slapped a piece of broken silver of four or five cents next to the cage drawer.

"Bowl money, bun money! It's all back to you! ”

"I can't find it." The girl was taken aback when she saw the silver, and pouted angrily: "Small business, only copper coins are charged!" ”

"You don't need to look for it, it's good to eat and drink." Zhao Hao picked up an empty table and sat down.

At this time, the stall owner had already been alarmed, and when he saw that Kuo Shao, who had an unknown motive, came to the door, he was afraid that his daughter would provoke the other party, so he immediately pulled Qiaoqiao aside. personally greeted Zhao Hao and said:

"This son, forgive me, it's not early at this time, and there are not many ingredients left, even if you give it all to your son, you don't want a hundred dollars."

"Don't worry, save the rest of the money first." Zhao Hao saw that he was a little frightened, so he waved his hand and said kindly: "Uncle, I am a neighbor who eats, and I don't pick anything if I have anything." ”

While speaking, the old man who was eating porridge on the side also spoke: "Yes, Fang De, this is the son who saved the high-speed railmaker." Gao Wu kowtowed to him in the street that day, and I saw it. ”

"That's the case......" The stall owner breathed a sigh of relief, and then went to feed Zhao Hao and Zhang Luo.

Zhao Hao arched his hand at the old man and thanked him for explaining for himself.

"It is a blessing for the neighbors that a master like Gongzi lives in Caijia Lane." Both old men were very polite to him. The so-called people are always afraid of death, and they obviously go for his brilliant medical skills.

If you let them know that Zhao Hao's medical skills are a one-shot deal, I really don't know how they will feel?

"It's just a blind cat that meets a dead mouse, and the word master can't afford it." Zhao Hao hurriedly relieved himself of the pressure and said, "I won't see a doctor." ”

"Childe is too modest, and now there are not many modest young men like Childe."

"Yes, a full pot of water doesn't make a sound, and half a pot of water is slamming. The greater the ability, the more humble you are! ”

Who knew that the two old men were more and more convinced of death, and they were going to make up his brain into a young doctor with a false heart.

Zhao Hao was praised, it was called a pins and needles. Fortunately, it happened to be served early, which helped him out of the siege.

"Nan fried meatballs, xiaolong steamed buns, and the oil terminals and oil fruits that you can't forget. If you can't eat, you can't leave. ”

Although Qiaoqiao is powerful, her dough-like appearance really has no deterrent effect.

Zhao Hao smiled: "Who said I ate alone?" ”

As he spoke, he divided half of the food and said to Qiaoqiao, "Give it to the two old men." ”

"I don't need it, I'm full."

"Yes, I'm old, I can't eat too oily."

"Pack it and take it home for the child." Zhao Hao smiled and waved his hand and said: "The so-called distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and the two old uncles will have to take care of the Han family more in the future." ”

"Don't worry, with the old man here, no one in Caijia Lane dares to bully your family." The old man who spoke for him happily packed xiaolongbao.

Another old man packed the avocadela and said with a smile: "The first chief has spoken, what is the use of the little brother in the future, although he can open his mouth, there is nothing else in this Cai family lane, and the sturdy man is running all over the ground." ”

Zhao Hao didn't expect that he could send some favors casually and get acquainted with the first captain here. He was born in a professional class, so he naturally knew that the Ming Dynasty had a system of protecting the first class, and the ten households were one first, and the ten first-class were one guarantee. Baojia sat on watch and stabilized the order of the people at the grassroots level.

Captain A is probably equivalent to the leader of the villagers in later generations.

However, he has moved here for so long, and no one has asked his father and son to meet Captain A and sign a mutual guarantee, which shows that after two hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, this set of order has existed in name only, and it is nothing in existence.

Zhao Hao finished eating, then took out a cloth to wipe his mouth, and Shi Shiran left.

The stall owner and his wife looked at his back and said in amazement: "I haven't seen it for so many years, and I came to the roadside stall to set up a wide ......."

"What money does he have?" Qiaoqiao disagreed: "It's just a swollen face and a fat man." ”

"But it's a scene person, and it seems that he should also be downcast." The stall owner sighed sympathetically when he heard this, and actually felt a little self-pity.

ps. The second update is delivered, Zhao Gongzi's happy life has begun, and he asks for a recommendation vote for him to ask for a chapter review to be supported~~~~