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In a blink of an eye, Wang Zhiwei had been married for a month, and Wang Yi also fulfilled his wish and became the number one scholar in high school this year.

If it hadn't been for the good news from the government, the Wang family, except Lin and others, would not have known that Wang Yi had participated in the scientific examination and was the top scholar.

When Mr. Wang and others sent away the person who brought the good news in confusion, they had not yet recovered.

It wasn't until Lin was about to leave that Mr. Wang stopped her. "Ms. Lin, when did Yi'er take the scientific examination? Why don't we know?"

Mrs. Zhao also came back to her senses and looked directly at Mrs. Lin with reproach in her words. "How could you hide such a big thing!"

"It's funny to say I'm hiding something." Mrs. Lin patted her mouth with her hand. "You don't care about Yi'er, right? As long as you pay attention to Yi'er, you won't be completely unaware of Yi'er's whereabouts."

Lin's words made the two of them blush slightly and their eyes dodge a little.

"It's our fault. I'll go and apologize to Yi'er later." Mr. Wang twirled his fingertips and said coquettishly.

Mrs. Zhao did not feel as guilty as her son. Instead, she felt that her grandson had been raised badly by the Lin family and did not understand filial piety at all.

How could he, a junior, expect her, an elder, to visit him every day?

If he were sensible, he should come to her often to say hello instead of never coming to her yard once a year.

It's really not as considerate as Wei'er.

Mrs. Zhao was blaming her in her heart, but she had forgotten that her grandson was diagnosed as having a weak life expectancy, so she just glanced at her grandson and told Mrs. Lin to keep the child in the yard and not to bring him to her unless anything happened. .

Her excuse at the time was that she would be sad in the future if she had feelings.

In fact, I think this child is unlucky and I don't want to let myself be contaminated, so as not to be plagued by bad luck.

If she hadn't concealed the disgust on her face at that time, even if it was superficial, Mrs. Lin would have told her son to go visit her grandmother.

"Huh, so what if I pass the exam. With a body like Yi'er's, I don't know how long I can live."

Mrs. Zhao's words made Lin's expression suddenly change, while Mr. Wang also looked at his mother with disapproval.

"Mom, the first condition for the scientific examination is that the candidates must be in good health. If you are not in good health, you cannot take the scientific examination. The main reason is that the examination process is very difficult, and you cannot survive without good health.

Presumably Yi'er will be in good health if he becomes the number one scholar. "

After all, Mr. Wang knows more than his mother, and he only has two children now, and he doesn't know if he will have other children in the future.

Although he didn't give up, now that he had a grown-up son who was so good, how could he still ignore his son like before.

You must know that the Lin family is standing behind Yi'er, and he will become an official in the court. As long as he has the support of the Lin family, he will definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future.

With such an heir, he would not regret it even if he had nothing to offer.

Mrs. Zhao did not expect that the scientific examination would have such a requirement, and she immediately felt guilty and regretted her unscrupulous words just now.

Although she has no feelings for her grandson, her son has not had other children for so many years. Now that the only son who can continue the family line is in good health, she is naturally happy.

"Ms. Lin, it was my fault just now. I shouldn't have said that to Yi'er. I'm here to apologize to you."

Looking at her mother-in-law's fawning face, Mrs. Lin would not let go of this, and she would forgive her for neglecting her son over the years and for covering up Aunt Zhao, the murderer.

"There's no need to apologize. Anyway, everything you did is seen by Yi'er. I haven't hidden anything you did in the past from Yi'er. As for whether Yi'er resents you in his heart, I don't know. "

The two of them didn't expect that Mrs. Lin would say anything to a child.

At that time, they all just wanted to protect the people they cared about, and the deal was already done. It would be difficult for Lin's child to live, and Aunt Zhao was pregnant again.

They just chose to give up on the Lin family and help Aunt Zhao clean up the mess.

As a result, things took a turn for the worse. Not only did Yi'er's health improve, but she also won the first prize in the exam.

This made Mrs. Zhao and her son feel very regretful. They had known this.

Had they known this, they would still have made the same choice.

Mrs. Zhao thought of this, and the regret in her heart made her seem to have lost all her vitality, and she became visibly older.

She was slumped and was supported by the people behind her, and she could barely support her body. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left Aunt Zhao in the house in the first place. Alas. If Yi'er wants to blame me, just blame me."

"Mom, my son is also at fault."

Seeing the mother and son admitting their mistake to each other, Lin only felt ironic.

If the apology was useful, the pain she and Yi'er had endured over the years would have been in vain.

If you want to be miserable, you can get their forgiveness, dream on.

Since they don't care about their own children, they don't want to have other children in the future.

After she gave birth to Yi'er and learned the truth, she did not intend to let the Wang family have any more children. Giving her husband the drug to kill his heir was the best revenge on the Wang family.

It's just a pity that Aunt Zhao got pregnant first.

"I'm tired." Not only do I want to stay here, I want to continue to make them sick.

Lin was supported by Xianghe and left slowly.

Wang Zhiwei, who came here to visit his mother, was also informed of the good news by his family members.

"Madam, the young master is hit, hit."

Wang Zhiwei stood up quickly with a look of joy on his face. "Really, is he the number one scholar?" In his previous life, Xu Mo was the number one scholar and had a prosperous official career.

The servant's face looked a little strange. Was the madam too confident in the young master? Perhaps the madam admired the young master, so her expectations were high, which is human nature.

It's already great to be in high school. "Congratulations, madam. The young master is a Jinshi of the high school and ranks fifth."

"What, Jinshi? How can you be a Jinshi?" Wang Zhiwei said loudly in disbelief.

The servant looked at the madam's ugly face. He was originally happy to report the good news and thought he would get a reward, but he was instantly unsure.

Isn’t it bad to be a Jinshi? In the scientific examination every three years, how many people can pass the Jinshi examination, and the young master is still so young, and if he can become an official in the court, his future will definitely be unlimited.

But Madam was not only unhappy, she was even dissatisfied.

Alas, marrying a young lady from a high family is not a good thing.

Look, it is obviously something that should be happy, but the madam’s demands are too high and she is not satisfied at all. The young master will probably be complained by the madam when he goes back, poor young master.

Wang Zhiwei didn't know that the servant already sympathized with Xu Mo because of his attitude.

At this moment, her mind was in confusion and she couldn't figure out why. She came back from rebirth and married Xu Mo as she wished, but the number one scholar who originally belonged to Xu Mo was gone.

In this regard, she began to doubt that she was really reborn and just had a dream.

Seeing her daughter acting like this, Aunt Zhao quickly winked at the maid.

"This little brother has worked hard. Madam is too happy and a little rude. This is a reward. You can take it to tea."

After saying that, he handed the servant a purse.