Chapter 9: Chapter 9 I…Don’t Want to Eat Chapter 9: Chapter 9 I…Don’t Want to Eat But, traveling to the provincial capital requires money, right? Purchasing exam supplies like ink and teacher costs money too, right? We can’t even scrape together a few copper coins at home. Third Brother didn’t find any work yesterday. What does she use to support Changfeng?
“When your eldest cousin returns, I’ll talk to him. Next time, next time we’ll take the exam.”
She only said this because she had no other choice. With the autumn imperial examination only held every three years, how old would Changfeng be by the next round?
Lin Caisang didn’t say a word, only lowering her head silently. If Lin Changfeng tried and didn’t succeed, that would be one thing. But not taking the exam at all, how big of a letdown would that be?
Lin Changfeng was able to study at the academy thanks to their father, Lin Baizhong, who had been gathering cubilose in the mountains. But their father has been away for four years now, and everything we can live off at home, and even everything we cannot, is exhausted.
Even supporting Lin Changfeng to pass as a scholar, we just cannot afford it anymore.
“Don’t worry, granny, our elder brother has been learning hunting from Brother Molian. When the weather gets better, elder brother can go to the mountain more often, he will surely earn some money.” She raised her head, comforting Ms. Lu of the Lin Family.
As for the money, she would find a way. Lin Changfeng’s literary talent is much better than Zhou Liang’s. Even if it means selling the family’s possessions, we must support Lin Changfeng.
Besides, as a modern person, wasn’t it possible for her to make money in ancient times without necessitating such extreme measures?
Ms. Lu of the Lin family didn’t feel particularly reassured hearing her granddaughter’s words.
Her eldest son, Baizhong, had suffered from a young age, laboring the hardest to put Lin Baixiao through school, only to cultivate an ingrate who eventually denied his own ancestors.
Then, she had to support Lin Changfeng. Just when Changhong was old enough to attend school, he had to join the army, leaving their two children behind.
Now, she even has to let Lin Changhong risk his life in the mountains to support Lin Changfeng, she really…
Just thinking about it makes her feel guilty towards her eldest son, and towards her eldest son’s children.
“Sangsang, you can rest now, Granny is going to cut the pigweed. Uncle Jin’s family is harvesting at the rate of two cents per basket, and both Granny and your Third Aunt need to go.” As she said this, she glanced at Lin Caisang, giving a few admonishments.
“Your Third Uncle doesn’t know what he’s doing either. He’s not taking any jobs outside and he’s not helping at home either. If he just cut some pigweed, he could make some money too. Ah…in this house, Sangsang is the only responsible one.”
Two cents per basket, with her and Three’s speed, they could still make ten cents per day.
But if Three joined them, they could earn even more. But where did he disappear to so early in the morning? What could he and Changhong possibly be doing?
Hearing Ms. Lu of the Lin family’s words, Lin Caisang remained silent.
It seems that she is the most troublesome in this house, right? Isn’t the issue this time her doing? Although she didn’t want to cause trouble, the disaster still came because of her, right?
This disaster is like an earthquake. Once the epicenter trembles, the aftershocks keep coming.
“Alright, alright, Granny won’t say more. You rest, you rest. Granny will leave.”
Seeing that her granddaughter was upset, Ms. Lu of the Lin family immediately stopped talking about it and prepared to leave.
“Granny, you can take the chicken. I…don’t want to eat it.”
Lin Caisang climbed up from the bed and said to Ms. Lu of the Lin family. In fact, from an angle that Ms. Lu couldn’t see, her eyes, staring at the chicken meat, were nearly sparkling with desire.
Why wouldn’t she want to eat it? Of course, she wants to eat it!
“Don’t want to eat it? Sangsang, are you feeling unwell? In the past, didn’t you love eating chicken the most?” Ms. Lu turned around in confusion, looking at her with concern, and asked.