The second batch of cotton seeds was almost drying, and it was time to soak the seeds again. Qi Lele went over to help early in the morning, and added some space to the spring water to prevent the germination rate of this batch from being too different from the previous batch, which attracted the attention of Chang Qingyun and the others.

This time, there were more water tanks prepared, and the entire backyard was filled with one mouthful after another, which looked particularly spectacular.

Seeing this, she remembered that yesterday's bookkeeping seemed to have forgotten the money for buying utensils. Not only this water tank, but also a small clay pot containing sesame oil and sesame paste, and the cost of buying sesame.

Since I have done a business, even if it is just a simple item, I have to make a separate account book! It is not a big deal to keep Xie Zi'an account, and he is used to various forms that are obvious to modern society. The way of accounting for blockbusters is really dizzy.

It is actually not difficult to draw a table, but the brush will definitely not do this. Qi Lele remembered the charcoal brush he burned when he was a child and had an idea.

The Xie family and the others were already used to Qi Lele's experience of working for the land. When they saw that she wanted to soak the seeds, they consciously sent the water and seeds to her.

Every time Qi Lele poured some water into it, then put his hand in and fiddled with the cotton seeds, took the opportunity to fill it in, and then did not forget to add some water to it, confusing the public.

This has also been a painstaking effort to infuse water.

Chang Qingyun, who was beside him, saw him silently remembered it in his heart. He had to stir the cotton seeds and learned it!

After soaking all the cotton seeds in the water tank, Qi Lele spoke a long sigh and went back to the house to find Xie Zi'an: "Are you free? Come with me to pick some willow branches?"

Xie Zi'an put down the book in his hand and stood up: "Okay."

The two of them went out together. Su Yi, who was punching in the yard, saw this and hurriedly closed his fists and followed.

"What do you want wicker to do?"

"Charcoal burning pen."

Xie Zian smiled: "I don't want to work hard to practice calligraphy, so I have to use charcoal pen instead?"

Qi Lele asked: "Have you seen charcoal pens too?"

Xie Zi'an nodded: "It's better to use it once than to brush."

"No, it has other uses, you will know later!"

There were originally many willow trees in the village, but the catkins flew every year, which made many people uncomfortable. In the end, they were leading everyone to cut down all the willow trees in the village. Now that I want to have the willow branches, I can only go away.

As a result, I was blocked by someone when I left.

Old Mrs. Du sat in the middle of the road, crying with tears in her nose.

Qi Lele saw her from afar and decisively changed directions to prepare to go around.

Unexpectedly, Old Mrs. Du's eyes were also very sharp. When she saw her coming, she quickly got up and followed them, crying as she walked and cried, as if she had been bullied.

Qi Lele sighed: "So this is why everyone doesn't let me go out?"

Although no one said it clearly, Qi Lele could still feel it, so she hadn't even gone to the fields recently, but she was still caught.

Xie Zi'an said: "She didn't just stop you. She went to the elder and Li Zheng to cry with her in front of her a few days ago, but everyone ignored her. If you feel unbearable, let's go back and let Su Yi pick it."

Qi Lele shook her head: "The more everyone hides from her and gives in to her, the more she will feel that she is right and the more excited she will be."

After saying that, Qi Lele stopped moving and waited for Old Lady Du to approach before asking: "What do you want to do when you make such a fuss?"

Old Mrs. Du was just a little bit. She whispered tears and said, "I want your father to protect Zhuang Ambition so that he can take the exam for scholar next year!"

Qi Lele flatly refused: "It's impossible, he wants to kill me, but I still ask my father to help him protect him? Do you think I am a reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva? I sacrifice myself to save all sentient beings!"

Old Mrs. Du said, "Aren't you doing well? But my poor grandson, whose leg was cut off by your biological brother, is still lying on the bed and can't get out of bed now!"

"I was not killed because I was lucky. It doesn't mean that your grandson's harm to others can be regarded as nothing happened. Old lady, you can't be a scoundrel because of your age."

"If you don't agree, I will sit at your door and cry. One day I will cry to death, and I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!" Old Mrs. Du said viciously: "Besides, my third brother is not dead yet! When he comes back, he will definitely avenge me when he sees me crying to death outside your door!"

Who can't threaten anyone?

Qi Lele sneered coldly: "Did you forget that I crawled out of hell? If you really cry and die at my doorstep, do you believe it or not, I will give you no chance to be reincarnated?"

This was so sinister that Old Mrs. Du felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet, and her goose bumps were rising. She believed in Buddhism the most and believed in the sayings of ghosts and gods. Qi Lele's words really hit her heart.

"You, you, you are indeed an evil ghost!"

Qi Lele looked at her and stopped talking.

Old Mrs. Du felt her calves trembling, but she was a little unwilling to leave just like that.

Xie Zian spoke slowly: "Actually, the one you should look for is Mr. Wang, after all, your grandson is his favorite student."

"My father is ready to open a private school. If Mr. Wang wants to retain students, he can only hope that the existing students will produce one or two scholars. Among his students, your grandson is the best knowledgeable."

Old Mrs. Du's eyes turned, and she felt that Xie Zi'an was right, so she turned around and left without saying a word.

Su Yi watched his eldest son and the young lady sing a silly and a sing a silly face and a blushing face. In a few words, he sent away the old lady Du, who was said to be very difficult to deal with, and thought silently in his heart: The young lady and the young lady are really compatible!

Qi Lele shook his head: "This old lady is so smart."

Aren't they smart? As long as Du Zhuangzhi has the opportunity to take the exam for a scholar, the Du family's eldest and fourth rooms dare not make too much trouble. After all, they have personally experienced the benefits of creating a scholar at home. As long as they don't make trouble, there is no need to divide the family. Old Mrs. Du is still the one who is the leader of the Du family.

Xie Zi'an said: "It is not necessarily a good thing to be too smart."

Now, relying on such a little unscrupulous hope to tie the whole family up and not let them move. When the hope is completely shattered, the Du family is afraid that they will really make a fuss.

But it doesn’t matter to Qi Lele, it’s more important to pick willow branches quickly.

With Su Yi here, picking willow branches is not difficult. The boy jumped up to the tree in a few seconds, took out a dagger and slashed it, and the willow branches were all in hand.

After picking the willow branches, Qi Lele cut it into pieces according to his memory, peeled off the skin, and then got stuck.

When I was a child, my grandmother put the willow branches in an iron box and slowly burned it. Now she can’t find the iron box, so she can’t just throw it into the stove to burn it!

Seeing her stunned, Xie Zian seemed to guess something, and smiled and said, "I'll do it."

That night, Qi Lele got the black fine charcoal strips.

With this, you can draw a table. Her eyes swept around the desk, took the ruler as a ruler, and the lines were quickly drawn, horizontally, vertically, square and regular.
Chapter completed!