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

Dayong blushed when he heard this, but the night was a faint black and he couldn't see clearly.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? Just take them to the village intersection. This is what we should do. Otherwise, if we give them a ride and then drop them off at the fork in the road, we'll be worried if something happens to them."

Dayong quickly explained.

"Brother, just try to make excuses. You fell in love with the girl on the mountain road that day." Dacheng smiled, his face looking calm.

Even though he felt reluctant, he had decided to let it go.

"Boy, don't deny it. This girl is at the age of marriage. If you deny it and someone asks you away, what will you do?" Qiao Lao San said with a smile.

"Yes, Dayong, just tell us whether you have this wish. If you do, your family will prepare it for you." Qiao Yunni said.

Dayong lowered his head, sorted out his thoughts, and found that his heart was becoming more and more determined.

"I think Miss Ling Yin is good, but I plan to wait until the house is built before discussing this matter."

"Don't worry about that. Just sell it for a few more days and we'll have no problem building a big yard." Qiao Lao Er laughed heartily. "When the time comes, our Qiao family will ask the Ling family for marriage and help you two young people get married."

"When you get married, you'll be Dacheng and Xier. Time is merciless, and we'll be grandparents too."

Thinking that their parents are still alive and their children are grown up, four generations will live together and their lives will get better and better, the Qiao family members are very satisfied.

By the time we got home, it was completely dark. The food had been reheated and served again, steaming hot and fragrant.

Feng made red-braised pork and salty-braised pork at home today. Both were fat and lean. The red-braised pork was bright red and melted in the mouth. The salty-braised pork was also soft and sticky and went well with rice.

I also killed a duck to make wine-flavored duck. The duck was caught from the Song family last time. I caught more than ten ducks, and I have only eaten the third one so far.

Without saying anything more, just start showing off.

"Today I saw Song Ruier going to school. I heard that he paid three taels of silver for tuition." said Boss Qiao.

"The Song family actually let this kid go to school. Didn't they always forbid him from going?" Qiao Laoer was surprised.

"The Song family has all gone to the county town. This kid must have stolen money and meat from home to pay for Teacher Shi's tuition."

Everyone suddenly realized that it is really difficult to guard against a thief in the house.

However, Song Ruier usually does not touch the Song family's things. Instead, she tries every means to be loyal to the Song family and wants to use the Qiao family's things to honor the Song family.

Now he steals money from home to pay tuition, which shows that he really wants to study.

This kid is full of bad intentions, but one has to admit that he does have a smart brain. If such a person goes to school, there is a chance that he will actually pass the exam.

"Why three taels instead of two?" Da Meng wondered, "Did the tuition go up?"

Only Qiao Jianer knew that the reason why Mr. Shi wanted so much was because Song Ruier had offended him and said that his students were stupid, and Mr. Shi's face changed at that time.

If he doesn't pay an extra ounce, no one will accept him.

"You are all old, far beyond the age of enlightenment. Otherwise, if our family had money now, we would send one or two of you to school." Old man Qiao sighed.

"Why are you sighing, old man? As long as you can live a good life, what's the harm in not studying? There's more to life than just studying." Old Mrs. Qiao retorted, "Just enjoy your meal. Don't spoil the fun for the children."

In fact, she also knew that it was good for a family to have one or two scholars, but the children were indeed grown up and it was no longer appropriate to consider this, and she didn't want her children to think too much.

Whether you are educated or not, you are always a treasure in the hearts of your grandparents.

Moreover, Old Lady Qiao glanced at Qiao Jian'er, and a look of satisfaction appeared on her face: "Besides, we have scholars in our family, and among those scholars, how many are more capable than Jian'er?"

Old Man Qiao was so frightened by Old Woman Qiao's barrage of questions that he dared not speak a word. He just lowered his head and ate in silence.

He felt a little regretful, but he never expected that the old woman would fight him to death.

"Knowing how to read is always better." Qiao Jian'er thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I will teach my brothers and sisters how to read and write in the evening."

"Really?" Everyone's eyes lit up.

Qiao Jianer nodded. "I don't need to study very hard. I just need to recognize all the characters I use frequently, be able to write letters, and understand some simple books. That's enough."

Everyone was excited. Yes, it was unrealistic for them to go to school at their age, and their families were busy, so they absolutely could not leave their families behind for their own thirst for knowledge. But they could also learn to read and acquire some knowledge.

Qiao Dayong said, "In the evening, I practice martial arts and learn knowledge. It's very fulfilling."

In order to learn knowledge, Dayong and the others shortened the practice time of the moves, and then surrounded Qiao Jianer to watch Qiao Jianer show them the strokes.

When learning to write, you must start with the left and right strokes, and practice each radical correctly, so that the characters you write will look good.

Although everyone was confused, they studied very hard.

Everyone gathered around the eight-immortals table in the main hall, with a piece of paper in front of each person. There were three pens in the house, and those who didn't have pens used charcoal to write and draw.

Seeing that the tung oil lamp was getting a little dim, Old Mrs. Qiao came over to add oil and adjusted the wick.

The scene of her grandchildren studying was so peaceful and warm that Grandma Qiao couldn't help but stop and watch for a long time.

The children's eager eyes made her feel a little guilty. She sighed in her heart and went into the room.

The silver earned today has been handed over to the public, thirty-nine taels. Old Mrs. Qiao took out a box from the secret compartment on the wall under the bed and opened it. It was full of white, with silver ingots and silver bills.

She counted them carefully.

A total of four hundred and seventy taels.

There are still three days left in the rainy season. I will be able to earn enough money to build a house tomorrow. What I earn in the next two days can be saved.

As soon as the rainy season is over, we start building a house. In three months at most, we will have a large yard to live in.

The grandchildren cannot go to school, but the family has money, so the great-grandchildren will be able to go to school in the future. Old Mrs. Qiao held the box with a smile on her face.

Qiao Jianer lay in bed, harvesting, exchanging for gold coins, and expanding a large piece of land. Now the second-level species can produce 10,000 kilograms of each per day.

She thought again of what the uncle and Pei Zhujin had said today, and felt uneasy.

"Don't leave too much silver at home, and don't pile up too much rice."

She now wished that the advanced items could be unlocked immediately, but even if she tried her best, it would still take a year. It was impossible to use the space to store food and silver.

However, the house must be built as soon as possible, otherwise the money will not be able to be taken away once the house is built.

Qiao Jian'er got up early in the morning, and just as Old Man Qiao was up early, she asked, "Master, is the area of ​​this yard that has doubled in size all the land for our Qiao family's homestead?"