Without realizing it, Chen Wanyue had spoken her thoughts aloud.
"Can't enter the examination hall? Who can't enter? Why not? Is it because of illness, or does someone have to observe a mourning period for a death in the family? Yue'er, what are you talking about?"
Chen Wanyue gripped her mother's arm again. "You mentioned a mourning period?"
"Yes, mourning. During the mourning period, you can't go out, and taking the scholar exams is naturally forbidden. Who is this poor soul whose pursuit of a title is being delayed? They're as unlucky as Zhao Jing."
Chen Wanyue murmured, "That's right. It's just his bad luck."
The main gate of the house was pulled open. Chen Dachang drove the ox-cart away, taking the old matriarch and Chen Lin toward the county town.
Wanting to redeem herself, Mrs. Li quickly ran over and, braving the venomous glares from the old matriarch and Chen Lin, squeezed onto the ox-cart.
