Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Sure enough, when he heard the word "money", Qiao Jianer had no choice but to pick up the brush.

On the little boy's outstretched sleeves, she wrote the three words "Qiao Lian'er" one stroke at a time. In order to avoid being conspicuous, she wrote as small as possible.

In this way, her handwriting appears fresh, elegant, small and lively.

"Wow, little girl, your handwriting is really good."

"Your name is Qiao Jianer, the sickle." The little boy glanced at Qiao Jianer and said, "You do look like someone who can deal with people."

The corner of Qiao Lian'er's mouth twitched. Her name was chosen casually. When Qiao Yunni gave birth to her, Old Lady Song saw a sickle at the end of the bed and gave her this name casually.

Including Song Dahua and Song Xiaohua, also because there are some small wild flowers growing in the yard.

But she thought it was a good idea to have a sickle character on it, so that she could cut anyone who was not convinced.

"Then what are your names? You can't possibly know my name when I don't even know yours."

Qiao Lian'er said that these two people knew where she was born, her name, and what she had done. If there was any trouble in the future, she would have someone to suspect and it would be convenient for her to verify.

"My name is Pei Zhujin, Zhu means blessing, Jin means splendid." The young man said with a faint smile.

"My name is Pei Shijiu, which means time, and Wang with a long-lasting character next to it." The little boy also followed.

Seeing Qiao Jian'er remained silent, Pei Zhujin continued, "Our mother's family is from Lianzhou, and we occasionally visit Lianzhou. I don't want to reveal too much else, so please forgive me, Miss Qiao."

Lianzhou is the neighboring state of Yuezhou, which is under the jurisdiction of this state. It is a hundred miles away from Yuezhou and almost five hundred miles away from Datian Village.

Pei Zhujin only told his mother where her home was, and did not tell her anything else.

Qiao Jian'er was not the type to pry into other people's privacy, so it was enough for him to know the general idea.

These two identities are not simple at first glance, so it is understandable that people are reserved.

"Then Miss Qiao, can I draw this bridge?" Pei Zhujin requested.

"It's not that I want to copy the girl's idea, but I hope this design can bring benefits to more places affected by floods."

"You draw it." Qiao Lianer said generously.

When Pei Zhujin saw Qiao Jian'er defending him so tightly, he thought it would be difficult to convince her, but he didn't expect her to be so straightforward.

It seems that the people in front are completely unhappy with them.

"Let's fulfill our promise. I have to go and get busy, so I won't keep you company."

Qiao Jian'er saw that the sun had already risen. If she didn't go back, her family would come out to look for her. When she left the room, she told Qiao Yunni that she was going to see the bridge. There were many craftsmen and the cooks left at the bridge, so there was no need to worry.

Pei Shijiu took out a stack of small silver bills from his sleeve and gave two to her.

"The bank is in Yongguan County."

Then he supported himself with his hands and stood upside down steadily: "I'm ready."

Qiao Jianer said hurriedly, "Just pay the money. You don't have to walk upside down. This mountain is full of rocks and there are some thorny vines that will scratch your hands."

To her, this is torture.

"No, I mean what I say. My father said that a real man should keep his word and stand tall and upright."

"Brother, hurry up, I'll start walking when I'm done."

Pei Zhujin squatted on the ground, spread the paper on the stone, and drew the shape of the bridge. He drew very quickly, not missing any details.

This kind of painting skills also requires special training.

After finishing the last stroke, he put away his pen and said, "That's it."

He handed the paper to the servant and said, "Wait until it's dry before rolling it up. Don't let it get stuck."

"Miss Qiao, goodbye." Pei Zhujin nodded to Qiao Jianer.

"Thank you for your design, and I apologize for our rudeness to you earlier."

“I hope to see you again someday.”

When Qiao Jianer touched the silver, he felt completely relieved.

"It's okay, it's okay. If you offend me again in the future, just give me some money."

Waved to the two of them.

Pei Shijiu also subconsciously stretched out a hand to wave to her, but when he pulled his hand away, he lost his balance and fell to the ground, hitting his butt against a rock.

"Ouch, it hurts so much, wuwu."

"Don't stand upside down if it hurts. Miss Qiao has already said that there is no need to do this." Pei Zhujin helped him up and rubbed him gently.

"I will do what I say, so that Miss Qiao won't look down on me."

Pei Shijiu continued to stand upside down, and his hands moved, walking on the road like his feet, and he walked quite steadily.

Qiao Jian'er watched, stroking his chin, and muttered to himself, "He walks so steadily, is it because he deserves a beating and gets punished too much?"

He never expected that Pei Shijiu would hear these words. His hand shook and he almost fell down the slope.

After the two of them were far away, Li Zheng Zhao asked, "Sickle girl, look at this bridge. Is it okay?"

Originally, he also wanted to ask Qiao Linjianer to come and take a look, but Qiao Jianer went to the county town early every day. He thought that the bridge was built strictly according to the blueprints, so there should be no problems.

Now that Qiao Jianer is here, it’s a good time to ask her opinion.

Qiao Jianer was busy dealing with those two people and hadn't taken a good look at the bridge yet.

She took a look at it and found that it was exactly the same Zhaozhou Bridge as she remembered, beautiful and majestic, as if it was a 100% replica.

"It's okay, Uncle Zhao. Look, the river water has slowed down a lot after passing through here."

"That's good. The rainy season will arrive in a few days. We've already made the necessary preparations. I hope we can have a good harvest this year." Zhao Lizheng said, "If we can achieve this, Jian'er, your life will probably be even more blessed."

When Qiao Jianer returned home from the shore, he saw from afar that Old Mrs. Qiao was looking out the gate of the yard.

When she passed by the charity school in the village, she found a figure hiding at the back wall, acting stealthily, with his ear pressed against the wall.

He stood up from time to time, then squatted down and wrote and drew on the ground with a branch.

Isn’t it Song Ruier? He is actually learning knowledge secretly.

The charity school in the village was built by families in the village who wanted their children to go to school. They jointly invested and hired a teacher. Most scholars were unwilling to come to the village to teach. The village scholar Wang also taught in the town.

The person teaching in the village now is a student who has failed to pass the exam to become a scholar for many years.

If you want to study in the charity school, you have to pay a tuition fee to the teacher. In addition, you have to pay two taels of silver every year.

Song Ruier had wanted to study for a long time, but Mrs. Song thought it was a waste of money and did not allow him to do so.

However, Song Ruier had ambition in her heart and came secretly to learn.

When Song Ruier saw Qiao Lianer, her eyes rolled and her back straightened.

Now that the get out of class was over, he shouted to the classroom: "Teacher, I'm here to pay the tuition."

Mr. Shi walked out quickly and saw Song Ruier's empty hands: "Where's the tuition?"

The tuition fee was ten pieces of dried meat tied together in a bundle, plus two taels of silver.

Song Ruier ran over and grabbed Qiao Jianer: "My sister, my sister is here to pay my tuition."