Lady of Fortune, Jiao Niang

Chapter 13

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Although rain in autumn is nothing new, this heavy rain still exceeded the expectations of many people.

In general, the college will have a two-day holiday, but Qi Ming's college is more strict, only a few days off on the first day of the new year, and he has to study hard in the academy at other times.

Qi Ming, who was going to come back, stayed in the academy and waited for the heavy rain to pass before coming back, while Qi Yun also stayed on the Zhuangzi and looked after him with Qi's father.

However, Qi Yun did not stop the plan to rebuild the wine shop. Steward Song came here at a fixed time every day, early in the morning and left before lunch, and it was rain or shine for many days.

But instead of going to the study room, they often talked in the small room.

Guanshi Song's mood is getting better day by day, even the heavy rain can't wash away his joy. On the contrary, Qi Yun seems very calm and takes medicine and rests regularly, which also makes Lang Zhong who comes to see the doctor very happy.

In fact, the former Qi Yun was not really an obedient patient. He prescribed medicine, but sometimes he didn't take it. The most common question he asked during the consultation was how long he could live, which made Lang Zhong feel particularly frustrated.

It's different now. No matter how slowly Qi Yun's body gets better, he doesn't usually talk about life or death, and his attitude is extraordinarily upright. Lang Zhong is naturally happy for him.

At the same time, Lang Zhong is also happy for himself. If Qi Yun can get better slowly, the medical fee that Lang Zhong can get will be much thicker than before.

Of course, it is the doctor's job to save the dead and heal the wounded, but Lang Zhong is also a human being. Since human beings always have to eat, he will certainly not refuse if he has more money.

Little Ginseng stared at Qi Yun every day to take care of himself. As for what he wanted to do in the shop when he asked Manager Song, Ye Jiao didn't even ask.

After the rain passed, Ye Jiao started going to Liu's place again every day, and when she came back, Manager Song had already left.

One autumn rain and one cold, taking advantage of the sun after the heavy rain, Mrs. Liu told Mrs. Fang and Ye Jiao to take out the winter clothes to dry and prepare their upper body.

On this day, Qi Yun mentioned something: "Jiao Niang, I said before that I wanted to teach you to learn to read."

Ye Jiao was eating an apple at the moment, she nodded immediately after hearing this, and asked him excitedly, "Are we going to start now?"

Originally, Qi Yun just didn't want Ye Jiao to be bored, but he could neither embroider nor arrange flowers. After thinking about it, he remembered that Ye Jiao said he wanted to read and write.

The first book Qi Ming learned before was taught by Qi Yun. Now that Qi Ming can take the exam, Qi Yun feels that he can teach his wife too.

But Qi Yun himself didn't know whether Ye Jiao said she wanted to learn to read, whether it was to make him happy or sincere. Now, seeing Ye Jiao's happy promise, she knew that her little lady had a heart dedicated to learning.

This made Qi Yun smile, Tie Zi and Xiao Su brought back several books from the study, Ye Jiao excitedly started learning to read again.

Different from ordinary children's enlightenment, Ye Jiao can recognize words very quickly. Often, after Qi Yun reads it to her, Ye Jiao can recognize it. The words she originally used were just changed in spelling, and their meanings were roughly the same. What she had to do was to correspond one by one.

But after studying for nearly ten days, Ye Jiao discovered that compared to Qi Yun's excellent writing skills, her own handwriting was extremely ugly...

The little ginseng justified herself in her heart. It's not her fault. She used to have only leaves, but now she has changed hands, which is much more difficult to control than leaves!

Ye Jiao, who was accustomed to writing with leaves, picked up the brush now and always unconsciously wrote the words round and round.

The words written by Xianggong are horizontal and vertical.

The words written by myself are like a big Lantern Festival...

Shaking the big characters just written on her hand, Ye Jiao looked at it, and suddenly saw that Qi Yun's face was a little strange.

As if holding back something, he pursed the corners of his mouth hard, and his earlobes were a little red.

Ye Jiao gave him a strange look: "Xiang Gong, are you not feeling well?"

Qi Yun waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and his voice was soft: "It's okay, Jiao Niang, haven't you always wanted to see medical scriptures? I just asked Xiao Su to get it, and put it on the second floor of the shelf on the right side of the study. Go get it and I'll tell you."

Hearing this, Ye Jiao immediately got up and walked towards the door.

But suddenly there was a low laugh behind her, Ye Jiao turned her head in a daze, but found Qi Yun sitting on the soft couch with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened. Feeling Ye Jiao's gaze, the man asked her gently: "What's wrong?"

Ye Jiao blinked, thinking that she probably heard it wrong, and smiled, "It's okay." Then she opened the door and called Xiao Su to go to the study together.

Qi Yun in the room stood up wearing a coat, bypassed the charcoal basin in the middle of the room, and picked up the large characters written by Ye Jiao.

Ugly, it's really ugly, it's soft, the whole word seems to be lying on the ground too lazy to get up.

If his third brother wrote such a word, Qi Yun was afraid that he would be beaten.

But when Ye Jiao wrote it, Qi Yun could see some childishness.

After looking at it for a long time, I still think that this font with unconscious circles is very cute.

Just now, she held back her laughter because she was afraid of hurting Ye Jiao's desire to study, but now that Ye Jiao was not around, Qi Yun stopped holding back and smiled.

I really married a baby.

But on the way to the study, Ye Jiao met Manager Song.

It's already evening, and the usual steward Song is here in the morning, so he won't be here now. Now that he sees it, Ye Jiao stopped and said with a smile, "Is steward Song looking for her husband?"

Steward Song bowed his hands to Ye Jiao, but his voice was a little panting: "See... I have seen the second young grandmother, I don't know where the second young master is now?"

Ye Jiao thought that he was running, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry about Steward Song, Xianggong is in the yard, you go to the small room and wait." After speaking, Ye Jiao turned her head to look at Xiao Su, "Take Steward Song over there, Remember to bring some hot tea, let Steward Song relax, and I'll call Xianggong."

But Song Guanshi was not running out of breath, but excited.

He did not follow Xiao Su, but handed Ye Jiao the ledger in his arms, and whispered to Ye Jiao: "Second Young Mistress, I will not go to the Young Master, leave this to the Second Young Master, and then help Let me give you a word."

Ye Jiao blinked. These days, she has been helping Steward Song to deliver things to Qi Yun. She reached out her hand and took the ledger, and said, "Tell me."

"Just tell the second young master, let's send it!"

Ye Jiao didn't quite understand what this meant, but she still kept it in her heart.

When he went back to tell Qi Yun, he saw the man showing a smile, flipping through the ledger and saying softly, "Mr. Song is really easy to satisfy."

Ye Jiao was a little curious: "Xianggong, what do you mean by hair?"

Qi Yun pinched her earlobe and smiled without saying a word.

In a flash, a month passed. On the first day of the first day of the new year, Qi Ming finally got a vacation, and asked someone to bring a message saying that he would be back in the evening.

Mrs. Liu misses her youngest son very much. Because of the previous heavy rain, Qi Ming has not returned home for nearly two months. Mrs. Liu prepared a table of dishes and waited for him to come back.

In fact, it is enough to tell people to do these things, but Liu Shi always feels that the waiting time is always extremely difficult to do nothing.

Ye Jiao followed her busy in and out, handing over a plate and a bowl, and watching the cooking process by the way, always maintaining a sigh.

It turned out that those delicious dishes were made in this way, and Ye Jiao was full of kindness to the cook at home for a while.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fang handed the small stone to Mrs. Liu to hold it, and went up to help herself.

When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law rested, Qi's father also took Qi Zhao back home.

There were a few stewards who followed them back, and Liu Shi finally remembered that today, apart from the holiday of the younger son's academy, it was also a bi-monthly reconciliation day at home.

She didn't step forward, and only asked Madam Liu to serve them tea, while she sat with her two daughters-in-law in the left room next to the main hall.

There was a plate of peach cakes on the table. Ye Jiao looked at Mrs. Liu and saw Mrs. Liu nodded at her, so she reached out and took it to eat. Mrs. Fang was afraid of getting fat, so she held back and did not do anything.

The left room is just a door away from the main hall. Now that the door is open, the voice of the main hall can clearly come in.

Several stewards took their seats, but their expressions were different.

The most proud are the few stewards above Zhuangzi, who usually have the most income from Zhuangzi.

The Qi family is the largest wealthy household and the largest landlord in Shiliba Village. They have made a fortune by relying on the land, and the Qi family has lived in peace and stability for many years.

No, as soon as the stewards entered the door, the steward on Zhuangzi said with a smile: "Master, this year's harvest is good, the eldest young master has been keeping an eye on it these days, a heavy rain did not cause much loss to the tenants, there are seven warehouses. Three full."

Ye Jiao was eating peach cakes. She didn't know what it meant that the three warehouses were full, but Mrs. Fang knew in her heart that if she sold the grains, she would make fifty thousand dollars.

This made Mr. Fang straighten his back immediately, and his smile couldn't hide his pride.

Zhuangzi was in charge of Qi Zhao, so Fang Shi was naturally happy.

Father Qi also smiled, but did not speak, but turned to look at the remaining stewards.

Some of these stewards were in charge of the Qi family's orchard, as well as the medicine garden, drug store, and wine store, but none of them said a word, and they all cursed Zhuangzi's steward to the sky.

He set such a high standard, and when he looks back, his own words are less than a fraction of other people's. Isn't this shameful

They are still winking at each other, hoping that the other party will stand up first and take this thunder for everyone.

At this moment, Manager Song slowly got up.

The other stewards were not surprised that he was willing to take the lead.

Apart from Zhuangzi, the wine shop is relatively profitable. Usually, there are 20 or 30 bars every two months. Although it is not as good as other people's 50 bars, it is not too embarrassing.

Song Guanshi is not too young, and his face has more folds than Qi's father, but he looks like a radiant face now, and his voice is full of confidence: "Master, I brought the wine shop's ledger. That's it." Saying that, he took the ledger and handed it over.

Father Qi didn't look at it, and just asked, "How is the income?"

Steward Song seemed to bow his hands humbly, but his voice was filled with complacency that couldn't be concealed: "More than a hundred pieces."

"Boom."

Ye Jiao was holding the peach cake and looked at Fang Shi's teacup in surprise, and then the little ginseng quickly clapped her hands with a handkerchief and hugged the small stone that Fang Shi was frightened by.

But Liu Shi did not react to these, but looked at the main hall in amazement.

One hundred

It's bright and sunny, is Manager Song dreaming!

The author has something to say: Ye Jiao: Are my words good-looking

Xiaosu: good

Ye Jiao: Why are you holding chopsticks on your head

Xiao Su: I was struck by lightning for talking nonsense

Ye Jiao: huh

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It's too late, send red envelopes to the relatives Q3Q