Qingyan and Qiu Henian estimated the time and waited until lunch time passed before carrying their things to Aunt Li's house next door.

When they entered the house, they had finished eating. Aunt Li and her uncle were cleaning up in the kitchen. Lanzi was feeding her little daughter a spoonful of food. However, the child obviously didn't buy it and ran around the stool for a long time. Lanzi was so angry that she couldn't take a bite.

Seeing them coming, Aunt Li hurriedly sent her uncle to accompany the guests, while she was busy making tea and bringing it over.

Brother-in-law Lan invited Qiu Henian to sit at the Eight Immortals table by the window. Neither of them were talkative people, so it was not awkward to sit there and chat.

Sister Lan called Qingyan into the back room, closed the door, pointed at her little daughter and whispered, "My mother-in-law is the one who got used to her. She doesn't eat every day and is as thin as a monkey!"

Qingyan smiled and said: "How does she look like a monkey? What a beautiful girl!" As he said that, he took out a small cloth bag from the basket he carried on his arm, took out a silver bracelet from it, squatted in front of the girl and put it on her .

When Sister Lan saw this, she kept saying that she couldn't do it. Qingyan sat back in her chair and said, "Why can't I do it? Such a beautiful girl has to dress up nicely!"

There was a sound on the door, and it was Aunt Li who came in to bring tea. She saw the silver bracelet on her granddaughter's wrist at a glance, and immediately understood what was going on. She scolded her words in a clear tone, but her eyes were full of joy. She held the child in her hand. I looked at my wrist for a long time and said that this bracelet is well made, exquisite and bright.

Aunt Li didn't say a few words and went to work in the kitchen again.

Qingyan took out a sugar bag that was still warm in the basket, called the child who was still gathered around the stool and refused to eat, and broke open the sugar bag to show her. The brown sugar turned into water and flowed out immediately. Qingyan hurriedly He tore off the dough part of a sugar packet and dipped it in it, then handed it to the girl and said, "Here, open your mouth and have a taste."

The child found it quite novel, so he opened his mouth obediently and ate the piece of sweet dough. After eating, his eyes lit up and he said, "I want more."

Qingyan smiled and handed the remaining sugar packets to Sister Lan, asking her to feed the child one mouthful at a time. This time she stopped running around the stool and sat down on the stool to finish the sugar packets.

Sister Lan herself tore off a piece and tasted it, and praised: "Qing Yan's craftsmanship is really good. The steamed sugar buns are sweet, soft and delicious."

Qing Yan is self-effacing, "Just do it casually."

Sister Lan said: "I'm not good at cooking. My father-in-law and he are the ones who cook at home." She pointed in the direction outside the house, "My mother's cooking skills are quite good, but it's a pity that I didn't inherit any talent. Maybe it's like My father."

Qingyan said: "Aunt Li is good at everything she does. I've never seen her unable to do it."

Sister Lan was very proud. She raised her neck and said, "That's right. My mother used to work in the county master's house. She served the eldest daughter of that family. It was a job that was in short supply. If you don't have any ability, you can't rely on it." Those who came forward were very prosperous at that time!"

Qingyan wondered, "Then why did Aunt Li come to our Liuxi Village?"

Sister Lan shook her hand, "He's not my father yet. He worked as a husband in the master's house. He fell in love with my mother within a few days, so he abducted her and brought her to my hometown."

Hearing this, Qingyan was startled for a moment and said, "Uncle Qin sells skins for a living, isn't he actually a scholar?"

Sister Lan said: "He is a scholar. He taught all the children in the village in the past few years. After he left, Mr. Zhang came here. Selling leather is a small business in his spare time to make more money."

After returning home from Aunt Li's house, Qingyan was still thinking about it. The words on the side of Sister Lan's face kept flashing in his mind, "Qin Lan, the daughter of Qin Liangchuan and Li Xizhen, the magistrate of Nanhui County, Ren Xiaozhi, the young master of Renhe Hall wife."

This is the longest introduction of a person's name that he has ever seen.

"Qin Liangchuan turned out to be a scholar, so it seems that it is not impossible for him to become the county magistrate." Qingyan thought to himself. When he subconsciously arranged a scene about Chen Shimei II in his mind, he quickly shook his head, "He is a scholar. We are still far away from becoming an official, so don't think nonsense."

After going back and resting for a while, something unexpected happened in the afternoon.

Liu Fa, the shopkeeper of the tofu shop, came to his house. There were five or six villagers playing leaf cards in his house. He felt that there were not enough people and it was boring, so Liu Fa patted his chest and asked Qiu Henian to play cards with him.

Except for Aunt Li and Wang Sanyao's family, Qiu Henian had only met and said hello with the villagers in the past, and he had always been a solitary person. This was the first time that someone from the same village came to ask him to play with him.

Qingyan understood what was going on. Liu Fa's family was a tofu shop and had more houses than other families. In the morning, he took three spring couplets from Qiu Henian, one of which was painted with gold powder as per his request. Patterns such as ingots, money trees, and big carps were easily written and painted. Liu Fa picked them up and looked at them. He was so happy that he thought it would be grand and auspicious to put them on the gate of the tofu shop.

He wanted more coins, but Qingyan didn't ask for more, and he still paid fifty cents a piece.

Liu Fa thought of them and wanted to have a close relationship with Qiu Henian.

It definitely doesn't look good when a man plays cards without money in his pocket. Qingyan took five taels of silver and a large handful of copper coins from under the bed in the back room, put them in the money bag and stuffed them into Qiu Henian's pocket, saying, "You go and have fun. I'll go when dinner is ready." Call you."

There were a lot of housekeeper wives in the village. Liu Fa himself listened to his wife in everything. He didn't laugh when he saw this. He smiled and said to Qingyan: "I will take her away. I promise to come back for dinner!"

Qiu Henian said to Qing Yan, "I'm leaving."

Qingyan said "hmm" and sent them out the door with a smile.

The work was almost done, and Qingyan suddenly felt free.

He fed millet to the chicks by the fire wall in the inner room. After thinking about it, he went to the next room to practice calligraphy.

No matter what Qiu Henian thinks, he still has to practice this word as soon as possible to master it.

After going to Blacksmith Wang's house, Qingyan put aside the cloth he was wiping his hands with and poured water on the inkstone. While he was grinding the ink, he inadvertently glanced at the table and his hand suddenly shook, almost spilling the ink.

On the table, several pieces of paper were lying there quietly. The top piece was the calligraphy he had been practicing recently. This piece of paper should have been at the bottom of his closet, but now it appeared here inexplicably.

What's more important is that the gaps between the words are almost densely filled with small langhao characters, all of which are explaining the structure and writing method of Qingyan's practice.


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