A strong farm girl is busy getting rich

Shen Jiao said: "Mom, if the money is in the hands of the Liu family, I'm afraid we won't be able to get it back.

I have a way to make the Liu family cancel the engagement, and then they will return the money!"

Xu Guihua's eyes lit up and she said, "Jiaojiao, tell me quickly, what solution have you come up with?"

Shen Jiao said: "Two hundred taels of silver is not a small amount, but for the Liu family, reputation is more important!

If everyone in the village knew that Shen Qingfeng's betrothal gift was earned by Shen Qingqian and Shen Qinglan through shady means, would the Liu family still be willing to marry their daughter to him? I'm afraid they would all feel that the money is too hot to handle!"

So the next day, rumors spread in the village that Shen Qingqian and Shen Qinglan were being kept by rich men in town!

Some even said that the two served the same man!

Of course, the matter of Shen Qingfeng's betrothal gift cannot be forgotten. The two hundred taels of silver he gave to the Liu family were earned by the two sisters by selling their bodies.

For a time, rumors spread everywhere and it was simply unbearable to hear!

Shen Qingqian, Shen Qinglan and others were busy making money at the hot pot restaurant, so naturally they didn't know about this.

In his spare time, Shen Qingqian finished reading all the books that Master Zhou gave him.

With her undergraduate background, Shen Qingqian could still understand the general meaning of the book.

Every time she came to Zhou's house, Master Zhou would test her on some contents from books, and she could basically answer them.

Master Zhou was very satisfied. Although Zhao Yichen had said before that Shen Qingqian was a little weird, which made Master Zhou a little confused, he was still unwilling to give up such a good seedling!

He knew Shen Qingqian had a secret, but who doesn't have a secret? He had seen countless people and believed in his own judgment. Shen Qingqian was not the kind of woman with deep scheming, and she had no intentions towards him.

If there is one thing that Shen Qingqian is least proud of, it is her handwriting!

Master Zhou then took out his own handwriting and asked her to copy it.

Shen Qingqian has always been a serious person. She gets up early every day and practices calligraphy for an hour.

That day, her handwriting finally became somewhat impressive, so she took it to Master Zhou for guidance.

When we arrived at Zhou’s house, Master Zhou was actually playing mahjong in the flower hall.

There were four people in total, Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou, as well as the Zhou family's housekeeper Cheng Bo and an unknown old gentleman.

There was a charcoal basin in the room, making it warm.

Seeing her come in, Master Zhou said, "Qingqian is here? Go find a book to read by yourself. We still need to play for a while!"

Shen Qingqian laughed. Looking at the situation, could it be that he was addicted to playing?

She said, "Teacher, you guys play your own games, I'll just watch here for a while."

Mrs. Zhou was usually very enthusiastic when she saw her, but today her eyes were all on mahjong and she didn't even bother to talk to her.

Shen Qingqian came behind her and watched her play.

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhou’s cards are extremely bad. It’s useless to pick one. It’s useless to pick one!

Shen Qingqian had been standing behind her for quarter of an hour, and she hadn't won a single time!

It’s not that good cards don’t come to her house, but that Mrs. Zhou’s card-playing skills are really too poor!

When Shen Qingqian was little, her grandmother loved to play mahjong and played it every afternoon. Even without learning, Shen Qingqian would learn it naturally just by watching.

Although she didn't like this thing very much, she played it much better than Mrs. Zhou!

Shen Qingqian couldn't help it, so she started to teach Mrs. Zhou how to play cards.

Mrs. Zhou felt that her brain was almost exhausted! She played according to Shen Qingqian's instructions, and she really won.

After a few moves, Mrs. Zhou felt refreshed again!

Next, under Shen Qingqian's guidance, Mrs. Zhou won several more times!

From being irritable to smiling, why did Shen Qingqian feel that Mrs. Zhou's card playing style was so similar to that of her grandmother!

The four of them played for another half an hour before calling it a day.

The servants at Zhou's residence had already prepared the meal, so Shen Qingqian stayed to have dinner with them.

The old gentleman did not stay, saying that he had something else to do today and would come back to play mahjong with Master Zhou tomorrow.

After the old man left, Master Zhou said, "That was my old friend, Mr. Meng. He just came back from the capital two days ago and came to see me this morning.

He planned to stay in the town for a while and leave after the New Year. I taught him how to play mahjong and told him to come and play for a while when he was free. I didn't expect that he would play better than me after he learned it!"

Shen Qingqian smiled, but in her heart she was thinking, the old man just now looked very rich or noble, with an extraordinary temperament.

People are like-minded and so is their contact with people. Her teacher is indeed an extraordinary person!

After dinner, Shen Qingqian asked Master Zhou to give her some pointers on her handwriting and then left in a hurry.

The store is busy these days, so she can help with some work when she goes back.

There were indeed quite a few customers at the hot pot restaurant. Since Shen Qingqian was not there, Shen Qinglan entertained the guests in the front hall, welcoming and seeing them off.

She had just seen off a few guests and was about to pay the bill for another table when she heard a child crying outside.

As soon as Shen Qingqian heard it, she knew it was Liangzi's crying.

"Qingfeng, come out and settle the bill for table number five!"

She shouted in the direction of the kitchen and ran out quickly.

As soon as I went out, I saw Liangzi sitting in the snow, his little face red and crying pitifully.

Opposite Liangzi stood three women. They were the guests who had just finished their meal at the hot pot restaurant and were sent away by her.

Shen Qinglan quickly picked up Liangzi, wiped the tears from his face with a handkerchief, and asked with concern: "Liangzi, tell mom, what's wrong? Did you fall accidentally?"

Liangzi held Shen Qinglan's neck with one hand, pointed at the three women opposite with the other hand, and said: "She kicked me! They are all bad people!"

Shen Qinglan couldn't believe his ears! What? Three women actually attacked a child?

She turned to look at three people, a mother and daughter, with a maid.

My mother is in her thirties, with a head full of pearls and jewels, and a well-maintained face;

The little girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was wearing a brocade dress, but her face did not have the innocence that a little girl should have. Instead, she looked fierce!

Shen Qinglan said angrily: "Everyone, is what my son said true? Were you the ones who kicked him into the snow?"

Before the mother and daughter could say anything, the maid spoke first: "Humph, what a blind fellow! Not only did he almost knock our lady down, but he also used his dirty hands to dirty her dress! My lady deserved to be kicked!"

Shen Qinglan suppressed his anger and asked Liangzi: "Talk to mother carefully, what is going on?"

Liangzi lay in her mother's arms, feeling very safe. She had stopped crying and said, "I was playing in the snow at the door and my hands got wet. I wanted to go back and I bumped into them by accident.

Mom, I didn’t mean it. I’ve already apologized to them, but they cursed me and beat me.”

At this point, Liangzi's little face was full of grievance and his little mouth was flat.