Chapter 164 - Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Difficulties (1/2)

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Difficulties

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Zhuang Yuanren had been gone for a while to attend the government exams. Normally, the results should be out by now. Given Zhuang Yuanren’s distressed look, did he not pass the exam?

The grandiose claims and boasts he had previously made in front of others were now about to slap him in the face, turning his face blue and swollen.

Zhuang Ruman was immediately anxious. After hesitating for a while, he finally asked, “Yuanren, your exam this time…”

Zhuang Ruman looked at his eldest son’s face, but in the end, he didn’t ask further.

Zhuang Yuanren, with a displeased look on his face, calmly uttered two words: “Passed.”

“No problem, if you didn’t pass, you can just retake it next year, you’re still young…” Zhuang Ruman wanted to pour out a basket full of words to comfort Zhuang Yuanren, but he stopped abruptly halfway through.

“Passed?”

“Yes.” Zhuang Yuanren nodded.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Zhuang Ruman was suddenly excited and wanted to jump out of bed and turn a circle on the ground.

He passed, he passed!

If the government exam went smoothly, then next year it would be the academy exam. If he passed the academy exam, his family would have a proper scholar, bringing honor to the family and a sense of accomplishment!

Zhuang Ruman was so happy that the corners of his mouth reached his ears. Yet he was extremely puzzled by Zhuang Yuanren’s unhappy expression: “If you passed, shouldn’t that be good news? Why do you still look so unhappy?”

“Father.” Zhuang Yuanren didn’t answer Zhuang Ruman’s question, but just stood by the bed looking at him. After a while, he kneeled down with a thud.

“What are you doing?” Even Mrs. Song, who was sitting next to him, was startled and quickly reached out to help him up: “Your father is not seriously ill. Why are you kneeling?”

Hearing these words, all the color drained from Zhuang Ruman’s face.

Wasn’t the implication that he was not dead yet and hence didn’t deserve to be knelt toward?

This clumsy woman, why couldn’t she articulate words properly?

“Stop that nonsense, listen to what our son has to say.” Zhuang Ruman angrily reprimanded Mrs. Song, then turned to Zhuang Yuanren: “Yuanren, tell me, what do you want to say to your father?”

“I have a question for Father.” Zhuang Yuanren looked up and said.

“Go ahead and ask.”

“I would like to ask Father, how important am I to you, and how important is my future?” Zhuang Yuanren said again. Each word, spoken slowly, was cold yet mixed with a touch of unwilling resignation that sounded like suppressed resentment, carrying a sense of tragic desolation.

Even Zhuang Yuanren’s eyes were tinged with red, which made the spectators feel uncomfortable.