Lady of Fortune, Jiao Niang

Although rain in autumn is nothing new, the pouring rain still exceeded many people's expectations.

Normally, the college will have two days off in Shuowang, but Qi Ming’s academy is more strict, only a few days off on the first day of the middle school, and at other times you have to study hard in the college.

Qi Ming, who was about to return, stayed in the academy and waited for the heavy rain to pass. Qi Yun also stayed in Zhuangzi and looked after Qi's father.

Qi Yun didn't stop his plan to rebuild the wine shop. Guan Shi came here regularly every day. He came early in the morning and left before lunch. For many days, it was rain or shine.

But they did not go to the study anymore, but often talked in the small room.

Guan Shi's mood is getting better day by day. Even the heavy rain can't wash away his joy. On the contrary, Qi Yun appears calm and takes medicine and rest regularly. This also makes the doctor who comes to see the doctor very relieved.

In fact, the former Qi Yun was not really an obedient patient. He was prescribed medicine, and he did not take it from time to time. The most frequently asked him during the consultation was how long he could live. This made the doctor feel particularly frustrated.

Now it's different, Qi Yun's body slowly improves, and he doesn't usually mention life or death anymore, and his attitude is extraordinarily correct. The doctor is naturally happy for him.

At the same time, the doctor is also happy for him. If Qi Yun gets better, the doctor's consultation fee will be much heavier than before.

It is of course the job of a doctor to save the dying and heal the wounded, but the doctor is also a human being. Since people always have to eat, he will certainly not refuse if he has more money.

Little Ginseng stared at Qi Yun's body every day. As for what he asked Guan Shi to do in the shop, Ye Jiao didn't even ask.

After the rain passed and the weather cleared, Ye Jiao started to walk around Liu's every day again. When she returned, Guan Shi had often left.

One autumn rain and one cold weather, when the sun was just right after the heavy rain, the Liu family told Fang and Ye Jiao to take out the winter clothes to dry them and prepare their upper bodies.

On this day, Qi Yun mentioned something: "Jiao Niang, I said before that I would teach you how to read Chinese characters."

Ye Jiao was eating an apple right now, and immediately nodded when she heard that, and asked him happily, "Shall we start now?"

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

The first book Qi Ming studied before was taught by Qi Yun. Now that Qi Ming can test his fame, Qi Yun feels that he can also teach his wife.

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

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

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

But after learning for nearly ten days, Ye Jiao found that compared to Qi Yun's brilliant writing, his handwriting looked particularly ugly...

Little Ginseng defended herself in her heart. She is not to blame. She used to have only leaves. Now she has changed hands. This is much harder to control than leaves!

Ye Jiao, who is accustomed to writing with leaves, now picks up the brush, and she always writes round words unconsciously.

The characters written by Xianggong are horizontal and vertical.

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

Shaking his hand, Ye Jiao looked at the big characters that he had just written, and suddenly saw Qi Yun's expression a little strange.

As if squeezing something, he pressed the corners of his mouth hard, his earlobes were a little red.

Ye Jiao glanced at him strangely: "Msang Gong, are you uncomfortable?"

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

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

But suddenly there was a low laugh behind him. Ye Jiao turned her head in a daze, only to find that Qi Yun was sitting on the soft couch with a calm expression, as if nothing happened. Feeling Ye Jiao's gaze, the man asked her gently: "what happened?"

Ye Jiao blinked, thinking that she might have heard it wrong, and smiled: "It's okay." Then she opened the door and asked Xiaosu to go to the study.

In the room, Qi Yun stood up wearing his coat, went around the charcoal basin in the middle of the room, and picked up the big characters written by Ye Jiao.

Ugly, it's really ugly, soft, and the whole character is like lying on the ground too lazy.

If his third brother writes such a word, Qi Yun is afraid that he will beat him.

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

After looking at it for a long time, I still find this kind of font that unconsciously draws a circle is quite cute.

Just forbearing not to laugh was for fear of hurting Ye Jiao's desire to study. Now that Ye Jiao is not there, Qi Yun will no longer hold back, curling his mouth and laughing.

I really married a baby.

However, on the way to the study, Ye Jiao met Guan Shi.

It was already late afternoon. Usually Guan Shi came in the morning, and he wouldn't be here now. Seeing it now, Ye Jiao stopped and said with a smile: "Does Guan Shi come to find the Xiang Gong?"

Guan Shi arched his hand towards Ye Jiao, but his voice was a little panting: "See...I have seen the Second Young Master, I don't know where the Second Young Master is now?"

Ye Jiao thought he was running, and hurriedly said, "Ms. Song is in no hurry. The grandfather is in the yard. Go to the small room and so on." Then, Ye Jiao turned to look at Xiao Su, "You take Mrs. Song over. Remember to send some hot tea to let Mr. Song feel relieved, and I will call Xianggong."

But Guan Shi was not panting, but excited.

He did not follow Xiao Su, but handed the account book in his arms to Ye Jiao, and whispered to Ye Jiao: "Second young lady, I won't go to see young master. You leave it to second young master, and then help Let me have a word."

Ye Jiao blinked. These days, she did not help Mr. Song to pass things to Qi Yun. She reached out and took the ledger and said, "You said."

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

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

When I went back to tell Qi Yun, I saw the man smile, and whispered softly while looking through the account book: "Song Guan is really easy to satisfy."

Ye Jiao was a little curious: "Msang Gong, what do you mean?"

Qi Yun squeezed her earlobe and smiled without speaking.

In a flash, a month passed. On the first day of the new year, Qi Ming finally got a holiday, and found someone to bring a message saying that he would be back at night.

The Liu clan missed his little son especially. Qi Ming had not returned home for nearly two months due to the previous rainstorm. The Liu clan waited for him to return.

In fact, these things are required to be done, but Liu always feels that the waiting time is always extraordinarily difficult without doing something.

Ye Jiao followed her in and out, followed by handing a plate to a bowl, and by the way, watching the process of cooking, keeping her 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.

Upon seeing this, Fang gave the little stone to Granny Liu to hold, and went up to help himself.

When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came to rest, Qi's father also took Qi Zhao home.

There were a few other stewards who followed them back, and the Liu family then remembered that besides the holiday of the youngest son's college, it was the family's two-month reconciliation day.

She did not go forward, and only asked Mrs. Liu to serve them tea, while she was sitting in the left room next to the main hall with her two daughters-in-law.

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

The left room is just a door from the main hall. Now that the door is open, the sound from the main hall can be heard clearly.

Several managers were seated separately, but their expressions were different.

The most proud of are the several directors at Zhuangzi, and Zhuangzi usually earns the most money.

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

No, as soon as a few stewards came in, the steward on the Zhuangzi smiled and said: "My boss, this year's harvest is good. The young master is keeping an eye on these days. A heavy rain has not caused much loss to the tenants. There are seven warehouses. Three full."

Ye Jiao was eating peach crisps. She didn't know what it was that the three warehouses were full, but Fang knew in her heart that selling these grains would have made fifty tranches.

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

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

Father Qi also smiled, but didn't 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 shop, but none of them spoke, and they secretly cursed Zhuangzi's stewardship to the sky.

He came out with such a high standard, and when he turned back, he couldn't tell a fraction of others. Isn't that ashamed?

They were still winking at each other, hoping that the other side would stand up first and fight the thunder for everyone.

At this moment, Guan Shi slowly got up.

He was not surprised by the other managers.

Liquor shops are more profitable than Chuang Tzu. Usually they can have 20 or 30 tans every two months. Although it is not comparable to the 50 tans of others, it is not too shameful.

Guanshi Song is not young, his face has more pleats than his father Qi, but he looks radiant now, and his voice is full of confidence: "My boss, I will bring the ledger of the wine shop. Now." As he said, he took the ledger and handed it over.

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

Guanshi Song seemed to be very modest and arched his hands, but his voice couldn't hide his triumph: "More than a hundred guanshi."

"Dang."

Ye Jiao was holding the peach crisp and looked at Fang's teacup in surprise, then the little ginseng quickly clapped her hands with the kerchief, and hugged the little stone that Fang had frightened.

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

A hundred?

In the blue sky, Guanshi Song is dreaming!

The author has something to say: Ye Jiao: Do ​​the words I write look good?

Xiaosu: Very good

Ye Jiao: Why are you holding chopsticks on your head?

Xiaosu: Talking nonsense was struck by lightning

Ye Jiao: ...huh

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