Zhang Yanping had a complex expression:
"Tantan, you clearly haven't experienced the hardships from your parents."
"In my mom's eyes, as long as I study hard, I could pass the civil service exam. If I don't pass, it's definitely because I didn't work hard enough."
What could Song Tan say to that?
These days, passing the civil service exam is really not necessarily a matter of effort.
"So..." Zhang Yanping touched his own weathered face," as long as I still look human, my mom won't think there's anything wrong with me."
"But the problem is, who wants to take the civil service exam?! Can't I just live an easy life without any ambition?"
His fierce face was filled with agony, resembling the villain in a TV drama about to draw a sword and slash someone.
Fortunately, Song Tan wasn't afraid.
And during this time, Brother Yanping really had been trying hard, she comforted him,"Don't worry too much, maybe when your aunt sees you like this, she'll give up on her own."
