Traveling through ancient times to survive

Zhao Qing tried his best to persuade Zhao Lan not to give up: "Don't be so self-deprecating. If you can get into college, there must be nothing wrong with your brain. If you work hard, maybe you will succeed one day. And you still have the mall. You can pray for agricultural knowledge in your heart. Maybe you will get it when you upgrade next time."

"Cousin, you..."

Zhao Qingqiang remained calm. In her previous life, she learned how to improve her combat effectiveness and how to avoid danger. She could only read and write. Wouldn't it be funny to compare her knowledge with the college students before the end of the world? But could she admit it in front of the little fan girl in front of her? That was impossible!

"I'm busy. I have to train everyone to improve their military strength. This is my mission. You have the farm space. You are the chosen logistics person. It's up to you to increase food production. Okay, I have to go back to eat. You should go back too."

Without waiting for Zhao Lan to refuse, Zhao Qing quickly escaped.

The next day, when they heard that the younger generation was going to compete for ranking, almost all the villagers in the village came to watch.

The reason why I said "almost" was, of course, that Zhao Yuanmu's family did not go. As the only adult young man in the family, Zhao Decheng was proud of his status and was not willing to learn some crude martial arts from the peasants whom he looked down upon.

Not only that, even the two brothers Zhao Chengshan and Zhao Chenghe, who were very interested, were ordered by the old man who was too embarrassed to save his face not to go out to learn martial arts, not to mention his two daughters-in-law.

While other families in the village were enthusiastically going out to practice martial arts, only his family was out of place. They were stubborn and refused to join the activities of the entire village. They were completely out of touch. If this continued, everyone would probably forget that this family existed in the village.

Now that all the neighbors have gone out to join in the fun, his home seems particularly deserted. The two children from the third room, Zhao Dezhu and Zhao Zi, stared outside eagerly, their eyes full of longing.

Mrs. Zhao, who had always been smart, had already noticed that the atmosphere at home was not right. She was silent and did not dare to ask for the two children to be released.

"Dad, let's send Cheng to learn martial arts, otherwise our family will be isolated from the whole village."

Zhao Chengshan now understands that he could not enjoy the blessings of Cheng Ge'er becoming an official, but he did not know whether he could do so in this lifetime. However, it was an established fact that his second brother was getting better and better. If he wanted to go against his second brother now, he must be mentally ill.

Zhao Chengshan still had some self-knowledge. He knew that it was impossible to repair the relationship with his second brother and return to the intimacy they had before the family split up. However, brothers are connected by blood and the relationship cannot be severed. As long as their family sincerely admitted their mistakes and actively responded to what the second brother wanted to do, he didn't believe that the second brother would be so cruel as to completely abandon their family.

"Dad! What did you say? I won't learn martial arts from these peasants!" Zhao Decheng was furious when he heard this. He was a scholar, but instead of studying, he learned martial arts. Such a behavior of putting the cart before the horse, wouldn't he have any face if he told others about it?

Mrs. Zhao looked anxious and opened her mouth several times but said nothing. Because she was severely punished when Zhao Lan was separated, she finally learned her lesson and dared not interrupt again. She stared at her father-in-law, fearing that he would agree with her husband's unsound suggestion.

Zhao Yuanmu tried hard to save face and refused to admit defeat. He could already imagine how the old friends in the village would ridicule their family after Cheng Ge'er went out to practice martial arts.

"Hey, isn't this our honorable Tongsheng Master? Why would that old guy Yuanmu be willing to let you hang out with us peasants?"

"Yuanmu, how could you bear to let your grandson go? Could it be that you knew that his studies were hopeless, so you gave up early?"

"They look down on us with their eyes wide open. I thought they were very capable, but they are just like me."

"Bah, it turns out you are just an embroidered pillow that looks good but is useless, why are you still so proud!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanmu seemed to have seen the disdainful faces of his clansmen, and his head began to feel dizzy. No, this scene must not happen again. No matter what, Cheng Ge'er must study and take the imperial examination.

Zhao Yuanmu was frightened by his own imagination and became a little crazy. He refused to listen to anyone's advice and just went down the wrong path.

"No, this is a waste of time. Cheng'er is a good scholar, but you must be crazy to learn martial arts. Cheng'er, you should study hard at home and make us proud by passing the imperial examination!"

Zhao Yuanmu was still worried that others would laugh at him, but he didn't know that other people's families were busy practicing martial arts every day, full of passion, so how could they care about his family? If others knew what he was thinking, they would only laugh at him for taking himself too seriously.

At this time, Zhao Yuanmu looked at Zhao Decheng with a dim gaze. His brother Cheng must pass the exam to become a high-ranking official, so that their family can avenge their previous shame and let the clansmen who looked down on them see that their decision was the right one!

Zhao Decheng received the signal. He was under great pressure. Is the imperial examination so easy? No matter how confident he was, he could not guarantee that he would pass the exam. However, he did not dare to refute it. He could only pretend to be confident and nodded in agreement, sweating on his back.

Seeing her father-in-law refuse, Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed. It was her father-in-law who had good vision, otherwise Cheng'er's future would have been ruined! How could Zhao Chengshan be a father? He only held his son back. Mrs. Zhao complained in her heart.

Zhao Chengshan, who knew his father's character, was not surprised at all. This was his strategy. He first made a suggestion that his father would not agree to, and after his father refused, he put forward his real purpose. If his father refused once, he would be embarrassed to refuse a second time, right?

"If Cheng Ge'er doesn't want to go, then I'll go. Our family can't leave the village. Other families support the second brother's decision, but our family doesn't take it seriously. This won't do!"

Unfortunately, Zhao Yuanmu did not follow Zhao Chengshan's plan. He was frightened by his own imagination just now and now he couldn't bear to hear the word "martial arts" at all.

"What's wrong with that? I'm his father, and our family hasn't violated any clan rules. What's there to be afraid of? As long as we don't make a big mistake, who would dare to exclude us for no reason as the village chief's biological father?"

Zhao Yuanmu had always been the one who decided all the important matters in the family. Seeing that Zhao Yuanmu had made up his mind, Sun Xiaocao dared to speak.

"We don't have much food at home, how can we afford to support you to practice martial arts? When they have eaten all the food and the crops in the fields have not been harvested, they will cry."

Zhao Chengshan was about to cry. He couldn't take care of this family. Forget it. Whatever happens, he doesn't care. Zhao Chengshan's mentality changed quickly from despair to giving up. Maybe it was because of the endless outrageous actions of his family members, he had been mentally prepared.

The eldest brother's operation failed. Zhao Chenghe, the third oldest, looked disappointed. It seemed that learning martial arts was really impossible.