Compared to the east side of the village, the west side had become a world of extremes.
At the Ji Family home, when Ji Qingshan woke up, the sun was already dipping westward.
The first words out of his mouth were, "Have the messengers arrived?"
Mrs. Zhu said bluntly, "The messengers have already left. They were at the village chief's house and left after eating and drinking their fill."
Ji Lianhuai tried to stop her, but he wasn't fast enough.
However, Ji Qingshan wasn't as upset as he had expected.
"No, I just had a dream. The fourth son really did pass the Scholar exam, the messengers for him are just lagging behind. What are you all doing cooped up in the house? Go wait at the gate. Forget it. Third Son, help me up. I'll go wait myself."
Mrs. Zhu and Ji Lianhuai were both dumbfounded.
