The husband is the future chief [infrastructure]

Qingping Town, to which Ping'an Village belongs, is east of the border, and it's humid here, unlike the northern border where there are lonely smoke in the desert and the sunset over the long river.Therefore, the weather here is cold and wet in winter.

Jiang Ziyan woke up early in the morning. He had already covered two quilts, but he still felt a little cold.It's the twelfth lunar month now, and he doesn't know when he will see snow here, so he thinks it's time to buy charcoal.

After waking up in the morning, Jiang Ziyan stayed in bed under the covers. He really didn't want to leave the warm covers, but he still had to get up and cook, so he finally struggled to get up.

Unexpectedly, when he got to the kitchen, he saw a busy figure. Lin Zhao had already washed all the dishes and was ready to cook.

He was wearing a flowered cloth apron made by Jiang Ziyan, and he was busy by the stove as a tall man, with an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

"Azhao, why don't you sleep more and wake up so early?" Jiang Ziyan stepped forward, "Give it to me, I'll cook."

He stood behind Lin Zhao, took off his apron, and put it on for himself.

Lin Zhaodao: "I woke up early, so I got up." He looked at Jiang Ziyan, and then walked to the edge of the fire, "Let me light the fire."

Jiang Ziyan took a few eggs, beat them into a bowl and stirred them well with chopsticks, then scooped half a spoonful of noodles into a small basin, added an appropriate amount of water, kneaded the noodles into a paste, and then put them together and mixed them well. Put some seasoning, wait until the pot is heated, pour oil, scoop out half a spoonful and spread it into the pot.

There is a sizzling sound when the paste is put into the pot, and chopped green onion is sprinkled on top, and the smell of frying is mixed with the whole kitchen.

As soon as the egg pancakes came out of the pan, Lin Xing came over after smelling the smell. Jiang Ziyan also fried fried meat with winter melon and scrambled eggs with leeks, served with porridge, and breakfast was ready.

As the weather got colder and colder, he seldom got up early to cook such elaborate meals. Usually, he would stir-fry a vegetarian dish and mix it with some pickles.

At the dinner table, Jiang Ziyan asked with concern: "Azhao, how are you doing in Class B now? Is there a lot of pressure? Last time you said you couldn't do poetry, how are you doing now?"

Lin Zhao replied obediently, "It's pretty good, there's no pressure. The master taught me some simple techniques for composing poems, so it's okay."

What he said was very modest. If the little fat man heard this, he would be very surprised. This modesty is a bit too much.Because Lin Zhao made rapid progress in class B, the last time the master gave them a test, Lin Zhao had surpassed the original No.1 in class B, while the little fat man was still wandering in the middle and lower reaches.

Jiang Ziyan was very concerned about his studies, and he was relieved to hear him say that, as long as he didn't feel any pressure.

"That's good. I see that you are usually reading when you have nothing to do. The light in the room is not good, so be careful to hurt your eyes."

"Well, I see."

Lin Zhao went to school after breakfast, and today he was going to apply to his master for the promotion assessment of Class A.

Class B basically learns the Four Books and Five Classics, and most of the requirements are memorization, and there are relatively few semantic understandings. This progress is too slow for him. He wants to enter Class A immediately, and it will be in February next year. County test, he wants to give it a try.

However, after he told Mr. Cen about this idea, Mr. Cen frowned. He didn't say he opposed it, but he didn't say he agreed either.

He frowned not because of Lin Zhao's application for the assessment of the promotion class, but also because of the county examination next year.

In the eyes of Mr. Cen, Lin Zhao is a rare study material. He intends to train him well and hopes that he can come out on top in the county examination.Even if he can enter Class A now, the county exam is less than three months away, so it's hard to say whether he can pass the exam.

Mr. Cen said: "I know you are talented, but you should also know that even if you study in Class A for more than two months, it will be very difficult to pass the county exam. Why don't you study for one more year. With your qualifications, I believe that in another year, you will definitely come out on top, so why rush at this time."

"Master, I don't want to wait another year. I hope to take the exam as soon as possible. After I arrive in Class A, I will hurry up and make up for their previous courses. If there is anything I don't understand, I will ask you for advice. And even if I don't pass the exam, I can do it." As an exam experience accumulated, there is no harm in it.”

Master Cen saw that his eyes were firm, and he was afraid that he would not be able to persuade him, so he sighed and said, "Since you are so persistent, then prepare for the promotion exam, this time you will take it alone, come and find me in three days. "

"Thank you, master."

Lin Zhao, who was in Class B, had already memorized these books backwards before he finished his study of the Four Books and Five Classics, and his progress was amazingly fast.

When the little fat man learned that Lin Zhao had applied for the promotion test so soon, tears of grievance were about to fall, his face was full of words why did you abandon me, where is the good brother you promised?

Three days later, without any accident, Lin Zhao passed the promotion exam. This time, in addition to poetry, he also added policy theory to the exam questions.

Lin Zhao has improved a lot in poetry writing, but his poems are quite satisfactory, not outstanding.On the contrary, the main topic of this policy theory is people's livelihood. Like the previous thinking questions, this question is beyond the scope. The master has not told them how to write policy theory, but only briefly talked about the format and requirements of policy theory.

Lin Zhao has never learned how to write policy theory, but Jiang Ziyan bought him many books before, and he has read many of them.As if he had a unique talent in this area, his policy theory was written very brilliantly. Master Cen was surprised after reading it, and called him over specially.

Mr. Cen was sitting on the front chair, and Lin Zhao's answer sheet was on the table. He said, "Lin Zhao, have you ever learned to write policy theory?"

"Return to Master, no."

Mr. Cen was surprised, and suddenly came up with a ridiculous idea: this child can be taught, what if he passes the county examination next year?

"Your policy theory is well written. Not only have you summarized the contradictions, but your arguments are also well-founded. The whole article is very smooth."

"Master Xie praised me. In fact, I learned many things from books."

"Oh? It seems that you have read a lot of books!" Mr. Cen became more interested. He didn't expect that this child is not proud of his outstanding talent, but is still studying so hard.

Lin Zhao replied, "It's just reading some miscellaneous books. My brother bought them for me."

Mrs. Cen found that when he mentioned his brother, his eyes were full of light, which was completely different from just now.

"Your brother? Then he is really a good brother. The price of books is not cheap. He is willing to buy books for you, which shows that he loves you and is a person who values ​​reading very much."

"Well, my brother always said that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and the golden house in the book. It is necessary to read more and read good books."

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book..." Mr. Cen tasted these two sentences carefully, then narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile, "Well said, wonderfully said! It can be seen This elder brother of yours has real talents and learning, let this old man meet someday and discuss the joy of reading with each other!"

Hearing Mr. Cen say this, Lin Zhao was very happy in his heart. Sure enough, his elder brother is the most likable.

"You passed the promotion assessment this time. You can go to class A from tomorrow." Mr. Cen seemed to have made some important decision, and continued: "From now on, you come to me to study for an extra hour after school every day. go back."

This is to start a small fire for Lin Zhao, which means that Mr. Cen has approved his decision to take the county examination next year, and he must be trained well.

The next day Lin Zhao went to class A, but the little fat man was still very reluctant, since he had no homework to copy from now on!

When Lin Zhao arrived in Class A, it was already time for class, Master Cen took him there personally.

Mr. Cen said: "There are still a few seats on Cheng Yi's right, you can choose which one you want to sit on."

Lin Zhao looked around the room of Class A. This room was similar to that of Class B, but with fewer people than that of Class B. Even though there was a row of empty tables behind it, it still looked very empty.

Lin Zhao looked, Lu Shaochuan and the others were sitting in the middle of the front row, Cheng Yi was sitting in the middle of the back row, he found a seat on the right by the window and sat down.

After the first class of Class A, the room exploded instantly, especially Lu Shaochuan and his small followers. After all, they were still laughing at Lin Zhao who was so big that he could only study in Class C two months ago. After a month, I was already in the same class with them.This fact made none of them laugh.

Lu Shaochuan bullies the weak and fears the strong, Lin Zhao is taller than him and stronger than him, his face is always expressionless, every time his eyes sweep over to look at others, there is a very cold feeling, which inexplicably makes Lu Shaochuan panic.

Therefore, even after class was over, Lu Shaochuan didn't dare to do any tricks to trouble Lin Zhao.

Compared with the disheveled look on Lu Shaochuan's face, Cheng Yi was very happy. To some extent, Lin Zhao was their family's benefactor.And there is always an inexplicable feeling of sympathy between the top students.

So after class, Cheng Yi, who has always been studying in his seat and was usually unwilling to say a word, walked to Lin Zhao's table and said, "Brother Lin, welcome to Class A, I knew that with Brother Lin's talent, I would definitely be able to do it." Come in soon! Let me know if you need my help in the future."

"Thank you." Lin Zhao said.

Cheng Yi took out a booklet and handed it over, saying: "This is the notes I compiled before. You haven't listened to the previous lessons. Let me borrow this for you to read. Maybe it can help you learn quickly."

Lin Zhao took the note, nodded and said, "Thank you, I will return it to you after I finish copying it."

"No thanks, your family has done my family a great favor, and it's too late for me to thank you. My mother is doing a good job in the supermarket shop now, and she likes this job very much, so if you need help in the future, just say it, no need Be polite to me."

"Okay." Lin Zhao agreed, and Cheng Yi also returned to his seat and began to study.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and it was time for school to end soon. However, Lin Zhao did not go to Mr. Cen for tutoring after school today. He has not told Jiang Ziyan about this. He was afraid that he would be worried if he went back too late, so he told Master Cen I said that I would go there after school tomorrow, and I would go home as usual today, and I would tell Jiang Ziyan about it in the evening.

In the evening, when Jiang Ziyan learned that Lin Zhao had already studied in Class A, he was surprised at first, and then pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect their A Zhao to be so good, but he had already studied in Class A in just over two months!

"Azhao, I'll make it for you what you want to eat tomorrow!" He was going to make a big meal, so reward him well.

"Brother, don't be so busy, just do something casually, don't worry so much."

Jiang Ziyan automatically ignored his words, and continued: "You like braised pork, right? Then I will make braised pork for you tomorrow!"

"……it is good."

Seeing Jiang Ziyan so happy, Lin Zhao was also happy. He will study hard in the future and get more first places. At this moment, his brother's eyebrows are crooked, as if he is full of joy for him in his eyes, which is so, so impressive I like it.

"By the way, Ah Zhao, when is your and Xing Xing's birthday?"

Lin Zhaodao: "I am the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, and the star is the seventh day of the third month."

"The 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, isn't that fast?"

Lin Zhao raised his head and looked at Jiang Ziyan, with a tenderness in his eyes that no one else had ever seen before, "Well, but I've never celebrated my birthday, brother, don't worry about it."