"It's only three days. It won't delay anything."
"If he really had what it took, he would've passed the exam the year before last or last year. Would he have needed to wait until this year?"
Although Su Yaohui also felt that taking leave at a time like this wasn't ideal, after weighing it for a long while, he decided to let his eldest son come home and rest for a few days.
Hearing her son spoken of like that, Zhou Lihua was having none of it.
No longer caring whether her husband would get angry, she planted her hands on her hips. "What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"
"Wasn't it you who said two years ago that Dalang was still young and there was no need to rush?
"Last year, Dalang happened to catch a chill. How could he have gone to take the exam? Were you trying to make him risk his life?"
Su Yaohui snorted coldly. "Everyone else was fine. Why is it that whenever the imperial examination comes around, he happens to catch a chill? Isn't it because you've spoiled him rotten?"
"How have I spoiled him? How? Why don't you talk about yourself? His grandfather told him to work in the fields, but you insisted that he was a scholar and shouldn't be doing farm work..."
The husband and wife bickered noisily over such a trivial matter, and Su Qiao began to lose patience.
"If you two want to argue, go outside. I'm dizzy and want to sleep."
Seeing that her daughter was angry, Zhou Lihua hurriedly tried to soothe her. "All right, all right. Your mother and father will go outside. You get some good rest, sweetheart."
Su Yaohui also felt somewhat awkward.
Making such a commotion in front of his daughter