Lady of Fortune, Jiao Niang

When Qi Ming came out from the Liu family, he came to see his second brother. When he entered the yard, he heard the excitement. He walked outside the wing but didn't go in, but shouted at the door.

Ye Jiao remembered what Qi Ming said yesterday that he was coming over, so he didn't think much about it, and said, "Come in."

Happily Xiaosu came back with the sand cake, stretched out his hand and picked a curtain for him to let him in.

Qi Ming first bowed to Ye Jiao like a little adult, and then looked at the stone.

He used to spend a lot of time in the academy, and he was full of calculations. It hasn't been a few days since the two people got along since the stone was born. At this moment, he finally saw someone younger than himself.

The little stone has a round head and a round brain, especially a pair of eyes, which are round and very pleasing.

Rao is Qi Ming's mature personality and can't control him. He stretched out his hand and picked up the stone. Qi Ming glanced at the brush in his hand, did not see if it was dipped in ink, and had a faint smile on his face: "Xiao Shitou also knows to read and read?"

Stone is not a character for recognizing life, even if he has no impression of Qi Ming, he still replied crisply: "Reading to read!"

Repeating what an adult says is probably the instinct of every milk doll.

Qi Ming was happy after hearing it, and wanted to see the stone works.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a large print on the table.

It is said to be a big character, but this big character is much harder to recognize than ordinary characters. It is round and a bit flat. Qi Ming stared at it for a while before distinguishing it was a "chu" character.

Qi Saburo himself is not good at writing. The gentleman in the academy often said that he had to study hard and practice hard. If there is no good handwriting, even if it is full of beauty, no one would appreciate it, but Qi Saburo inexplicably recovered his confidence from this character.

Obviously, Qi Ming didn't think it was strange to compare writing with a milk doll.

He looked at the stone he was holding, Qi Ming said, "This character is a bit ugly, but the stone is still small, so it will be beautiful in the future."

The woman's face shook, thinking that Young Master San is young, or is she stupid in reading?What does he think of the young master, is he a child prodigy, he can write when he is less than two years old?

Xiao Su whispered to the side: "Master Third, this word was written by Grandma Second."

Qi Ming: ...Huh?

With a stiff face, Qi Ming glanced at Ye Jiao and found that she was holding the blue cloth, but her eyes were fixed on the big characters on the table.

Although I have never met Ye Jiao a few times, this is his serious second sister-in-law, what he just said... Qi Ming's face immediately flushed.

Little Stone raised his head curiously to look at him, stretched out his hand to touch Qi Ming's red face, milky voice said: "It's so red, jujube cake, stone cake!"

After all, Qi Ming was only a teenager in his early ten years, and he didn't even dare to distinguish Ye Jiao's expression at the moment. He immediately handed the little stone back to his wife, squatting and leaving the sentence "I...I'll come back later." "Brother" turned around and ran away.

Naturally, the mother-in-law would not interfere with the second room. She just hugged the little stone and coaxed him to eat with the sand cake on the table.

Ye Jiao re-layed the blue cloth, and then picked up her own character, looked at it for a while, turned her head and asked Xiaosu, "Is it really ugly?"

Although Xiaosu is illiterate, he can still tell the difference between good and bad. Usually, those plaques are always square, and the font of the circle around the second grandmother of his family is definitely not good.

However, in Xiao Su's opinion, it was not about going to test the sons. It was just a good word that could only be read. On the contrary, she was afraid that Ye Jiao would feel uncomfortable because of Qi Ming's affairs.

Xiaosu couldn't say anything against Ye Jiao's eyes. The little girl thought about it and picked up a piece of sand cake: "Mother, would you like to eat something first?"

Ye Jiao: ...huh.

On the other side, the steward Song in the small room was extremely excited. He was not at all calm in front of Qi's father before, but he was full of joy: "The second young master is right. Now the reputation of our Qi family restaurant has been hit. Will I be able to discuss business with the restaurant and inn above the town recently?"

Although they sell the wine a bit cheaper, they are still profitable, otherwise they won't get the money.

But what made Guanshi Song even more happy was that as the wine was sold more and more, people from all over the world knew that the Qi family had delicious wines. In addition, Guanshi Song looked for some good-natured people and screamed. , A good eight points can be blown into twelve points.

In addition, Qi Yun's wine at the Qijia Liquor Store was given the reputation of "Yuye Liquor" by Qi Yun, which was elegant and pleasant, and the demand was more and more in short supply.

Qi Yun had thought of these things, but Song Guan's ability was very strong, and everything started earlier than Qi Yun had imagined.

Putting the ledger aside, Qi Yun gathered the stove in his arms.

In front of outsiders, Qi Erlang did not have the kind of gentleness in front of Ye Jiao. He was not a person who likes to associate with others, and he did not bother to pretend to be exquisite.

Wearing a thick robe, Qi Yun's face was still slightly pale, but Wu Qing was gone now, making him look cold but no longer gloomy.

If it was before, Guanshi Song was also afraid, but now Guanshi Song sees him as the Lord of Wealth, and it is too late to make the offering, so he can't think of being afraid.

After listening to Song Guanshi's words, Qi Yun thought for a while, and said slowly: "Don't worry, wait a minute, those restaurants and inns don't lack wine, so I'll wait until the end of the year."

Guan Shi did not ask the reason, and immediately responded.

The two of them summed up the following matters again, and Guan Shi left when seeing that it was not early.

Qi Yun sent Mr. Song away, returned to the bedroom and found that he hadn't seen Ye Jiao, and turned to the side room.

When he entered the door, the woman had already taken the little stone back, Xiao Su was working in the yard, and Ye Jiao was the only one in the wing.

At this moment, the woman is standing at the table, holding a pen intently and writing.

Qi Yun didn't bother her, walked to Ye Jiao's side, and found that she already had a pile of big characters on hand.

He knew Ye Jiao. Although his wife likes to read, she has never worked so hard, and she seems to have been there for an hour.

Seeing that Ye Jiao had finished writing another one, Qi Yun stretched out his hand to wrap around the woman's waist and took off the brush she was holding. His voice slowed down: "You don't have to be in a hurry to read and learn, so Jiao Niang don't take yourself too hard."

Ye Jiao subconsciously grabbed Qi Yun's hand with a backhand, raised his head to look at him: "I don't look good, so I need to practice more."

Hearing this, Qi Yun couldn't help but slowed his voice: "You have just learned, and it's probably excellent to be able to write down so much."

Ye Jiao looked up at him expectantly: "Isn't it ugly?"

Qi Yun still smiled: "Not too ugly."

Ye Jiao:...

Seeing her bulging cheeks, Qi Yun squeezed her palms: "I don't dislike you. Besides, these are full of training, don't worry."

If Qi Yun hadn’t been there just now, Ye Jiao had written well by herself, but now that Qi Yun has come, Ye Jiao would not want to eat the least bit of suffering: “I’m tired of practicing calligraphy.” Raised his hand and motioned to his own wrist. acid.

What a sweet lady.

She just said that she wants to persist, but she is still unhappy now, but Qi Yun felt that his wife was so tired and so bitter, and after sitting with her, he gently rubbed her wrist.

The man's hands were already warmed by the hand stove, warmly, and with great care when kneading her wrists, the corners of Ye Jiao's mouth rose a little.

Seeing some smiles on Ye Jiao's face, Qi Yun said, "Well, let's practice half an hour a day and let you eat two snacks at night."

Ye Jiao's eyes lit up, and the small ginseng clasped the man's hand: "Three yuan."

Qi Yun smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Ye Jiao was happy. After losing the pen, she took Qi Yun to eat. When she finished eating, Ye Jiao hugged Shiyacao around in the yard, helping the little things absorb the sun and digesting herself by the way. After Shiya's grass branches stretched, Ye Jiao went back to the bedroom and put it down, while she took off her hair and went to take a nap.

Qi Yun didn't have the habit of taking a nap. He watched Ye Jiao fall asleep, so he called Xiaosu in the yard and asked in a low voice, "Who was here just now?"

Xiao Su is used to being afraid of him. When asked like this, he said everything like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

After listening to Qi Yun, he didn't say anything, but said indifferently: "Okay, I see."

Xiaosu: ...what do you know?

Qi Yun waved his hand: "Go and call the third brother. I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him."

Xiaosu looked at Qi Yunping's face. It didn't look like he missed the Third Young Master, but Xiaosu didn't dare to ask more, so he ran away.

Ye Jiao, who was lying on the bed, didn't know everything, and slept peacefully.

When she woke up, instead of kicking the shuttlecock or listening to Qi Yun telling her the medical classics as usual, she packed herself up and went to Liu's courtyard.

The Liu family invited the seamstress lady to come home today. Last time he said that he would cut clothes for Ye Jiao, but there were so many things that had been delayed, so they happened to do it together today.

Ye Jiao never measured the clothes, but fortunately, she didn't have to do anything. The whole process was to raise her hand, raise her head, and wait for the measurement, and then choose two favorite colors.

When the tailor lady was sent away, the Liu family took Ye Jiao to the garden and said to her: "You are still young and you are still growing up. This dress must be changed frequently to fit. The tailor always Once every six months, if you can’t wait for her to come, it’s the same to find time for someone to accompany you to the tailor’s shop."

Ye Jiao has always kept Liu's words in her heart, and she doesn't ask too much, no matter if she understands it or not, she will reply happily, "Thank you, mother."

This is what Liu wanted to hear, and nodded gently to her.

At this time, several people sneaked out of Qi Ming's yard.

The Liu family was full of care and love for the younger son, but he did not go in at this moment. He just stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking inward with a smile on his face and said: "Saburo told me before, he has to write a lot today. Two hours, my son knows that I'm working hard."

Ye Jiao opened her eyes wide when she heard the words.

No wonder the little fox likes scholars, this scholar is really not made by ordinary people.

I have just written, but my wrists are uncomfortable when I am tired in one hour. When a scholar has to write two hours a day?

People who want to test the champion are different.

Ye Jiao also looked inside, and there were a few large characters in the yard that he took out to dry.

She had a good look, and when she looked carefully, she could recognize more than half of the words on it, but Ye Jiao didn't quite understand the sentence that turned into a literary spell.

Sincerity is in the middle, and the appearance is outside, so a gentleman must...what alone...

I didn't understand, the little ginseng didn't read much, and walked with Liu Shi, and called to go back when the sky subsided. Liu asked her to bring her a crock of stewed pork ribs soup.

Ye Jiao carried the earthen jar without being delivered by anyone, and walked back quickly by herself.

But as soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw Tiezi holding a stack of papers to deliver to the small room.

Ye Jiao stopped him: "Tiezi, what is this?"

Tie Zi immediately stopped. He was in the period of changing his voice, and his voice sounded dumb: "Second young grandma, this is for the second young master."

Ye Jiao didn't ask too much when she heard that, and walked over to him and said, "Then you call the Xiang Gong, and say that when you are done, you will come out for dinner, and your mother will send you the rib soup and drink it hot."

Tiezi nodded immediately: "I wrote it down."

Ye Jiao smiled, glanced at what Tiezi was holding, and saw the top one, her mouth stopped unconsciously.

Sincerity is in the middle, and the appearance is outside, so a gentleman...

Hey, isn't this what Qi Ming wrote just now?

The author has something to say: Ye Jiao: Do ​​you write?

Repeater little stone: write words!

Ye Jiao: Do ​​you study?

Repeater Little Stone: Reading!

Ye Jiao: Reading or writing?

Repeater Little Stone: Eat cakes!

Ye Jiao:???

=w=

Sincerity is in the middle, and the appearance is on the outside, so a gentleman must be cautious about his independence-"University"