So Xiao Qing found a donkey cart, found an empty alley, and bought two large bags of rice noodles, twenty kilograms of black pork, and a few marinated chickens and ducks. Xiao Qing carried the heavy objects one trip after another.

He put the traveling bag on the donkey cart and then hurried home.

It was just that after Xiao Qing left the bookstore, the cursive script she wrote casually was carefully picked up by the bookkeeper.

Yan Ziqin failed the scholar examination three times, and later copied books for others. He considered himself to be the best in the calligraphy world of Yaoshan. Even the academicians of Yaoshan Academy and the governor of the state admired his calligraphy, but today he knows

Well, there is a world outside the sky, and there is a person outside the world. A poor, fat woman with a strong sour temperament can be a master.

Even in the Daqing Dynasty, few people could write this character with such an elegant and free meaning.

Yaoshan Academy!

From these words, we can see from the movement and sharpness of his writing that this person has a broad mind, an uninhibited view of life, and a proud attitude towards the world. There is also an open-minded and daughter-like attitude between the lines.

This word is worth a thousand gold, every word is worth a thousand gold!

Shopkeeper Yan suppressed the joy in his heart, as if he had found a treasure, rolled up the ordinary white paper, and carefully took out the frame to put it in. He wanted to take it to Academician Xiang, the mountain chief, to teach, and to take it to the calligraphy and painting exhibition.

Let everyone watch it, make them greedy, and make them crazy.

The woman said that these words were given to him, that they belonged to him, and that they were his collection!

Oh, what a pity. He didn't ask the woman where she lived, but he knew she was very fat. If he knew where she lived, he could even spend money to buy a few paintings and put them on display, and he would be able to attract more literary figures.

Come with the sage of poetry and calligraphy, and his bookstore will become famous all over the world.

Xiao Qing still didn't know these things, nor did he know that shopkeeper Yan Ziqin had gone to the academy with her calligraphy to go to the calligraphy and painting exhibition. He didn't know the fat woman's name, and it slowly began to spread among the literary circles of Yaoshan County.

After Xiao Qing took the donkey cart home, his children heard the sound of the wheels and had already come to the courtyard gate to wait.

Qiao Cheng saw his grandma returning home with a full load again, her smiling face full of expectation, not knowing what delicious food she would have this time.

After he finished moving the things in the car, he and his brothers and sisters gathered around his grandma. When he saw the candy men, his eyes were still shining. They had tasted all the best things in the world these days, except for this candy man.

Already.

After grandma distributed the candies, several children tasted the sweetness and discussed which one was more delicious.

Qin and Zhou carried the rice noodles to the thatched cottage.

Xiao calculated that the food at home was almost two dan, and there was no room for it in the thatched cottage.

The house needs to be built as soon as possible.

Xiao Qing saw that the basket full of chestnuts had been washed. She picked some chestnuts and began to teach Zhou and Qin how to fry chestnuts.

After lying down for a day and a night, Qiao Er was almost able to move, so he came out to help peel chestnuts and dry the dogwood. However, his face was so swollen that he could not see the chestnuts and dogwood clearly.

He joked with Yuanyuan that his face was swollen like a big bear in the mountains.

He couldn't smile, so he could only pick up the scattered dogwood fruits with a sullen face and lowered his head.

Xiao Qing smiled and said to Qiao Yang and Yuanyuan: "Your father's eyesight is not good, you two should do more work."

Mrs. Qin said: "Mom, Er Jing deserves it. You don't know that Yuanyuan has been laughing at him all morning. Even Shuiyuan and Huazi also laughed at him, saying whether he had fermented flour on his face, and his eyes and eyebrows were indistinguishable.

Clear."

Xiao Qing smiled. If it were Qiao Cheng and Qiao Yang who said this, Qiao Er would have picked up a wooden stick and hit them on them.

Qiao Erjing is different from the men in the village. He prefers the girls at home, especially Shuiyuan and Yuanyuan Hanako. They are his pet peeves and no one else can say anything about them.

"Er Jing, she is a daughter slave!" Xiao Qing said with a smile.

Qiao Erjin forced a smile. Hearing Shuiyuan and Yuanyuan talk about him, he remained silent and smiled slightly. Hearing his daughter's milky laugh, he also laughed.

He squinted at the dried fruits all over the yard, which were still wet after being wiped.

"Mom, these dogwood fruits are probably not enough for shopkeeper Zhou's one hundred kilograms of noodles." Qiao Erjing said loudly: "And the ones we just picked at home haven't been dried yet?"

Although there is sunshine every day, the sun is not as exposed as in July and August, and the light is still weaker.

Xiao Qing walked out of the house and smiled when she saw Qiao Er already squatting there picking up dogwood.

"Mother knows, I plan to go to the village to collect some dried dogwood after lunch!" Xiao Qing brought a bowl of Zhou's roasted chestnuts to Qiao Erjing and handed it to him: "Didn't Mother Yuanyuan say that each family in the village has its own?

Have you left a lot of households? I’ll go to the village to try my luck later. If it’s good, I’ll have all the dogwood from the surrounding villages sent to our house. Then I won’t be afraid of not having enough.”

Mrs. Qin ran out after listening to her mother's words. She thought that her mother's home was on the other side of Yaoshan Mountain. There was nothing at home except for a lot of dried dogwood fruits. If her mother wanted to collect dogwood, she didn't know if she would buy it from other villages.

"Mom, do you collect the dogwood from other villages? They are all dogwood fruits from Yao Mountain." Qin asked.

Xiao Qing turned around and smiled: "Take it, I'll take as much as there are mothers, but they have to deliver it themselves. As for the price, I'll give it according to the price charged by major restaurants, two cents per catty."

Mrs. Qin did the math and found that the price of dogwood offered by major restaurants was two cents per catty. If the family had ten catties, it would cost twenty cents. Such a lot of money could help the family supplement a lot of food.

"Mom, okay, I'll go back to my parents' house after lunch later," Mrs. Qin said.

Xiao Qing smiled: "Then when you go back, take a pheasant to your house and cut a strip of meat from the pickled pork. Don't go home empty-handed. By the way, tell the farmers who have Cornus officinalis who have dried Cornus officinalis fruits.

Send it to Mom as soon as possible, and Mom will take as much as she has."

Mrs. Zhou also ran out, "Mom, I will go back to my parents' house that afternoon to collect some dried dogwood fruits."

Xiao Qing still smiled: "Okay, if there are many dogwood trees in your mother's house, send them all to my mother. Just like Mother Yuanyuan, you can't go home empty-handed. You can take some of the pheasants and pork home."

Mrs. Zhou pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, mother!"

She hasn't been back to her parents' home for a year or two. She didn't dare to go back. Her family was too poor before. After her father-in-law and Da Jing's accident, although her parents and siblings didn't say anything, the neighbors would always point at her and look at them.

It is a joke among the family that she has not been able to fulfill her filial piety under the knees of her two elders, so how can she cause trouble to her parents and simply not return to her parents' home for a year or two?

She only hopes that her two elders will regard her life as miserable and unable to honor them.

Now that all the hardships have come to an end, my mother said that when Qiao Hong and Qiao Fang come back, she will take Dajing home. The family is now prosperous and the family is reunited. This is what she has dreamed of.

How could she not be excited now that she could go home, bring things to her two elders, be filial to them for a long time, and give them money?
Chapter completed!