Qiao Chu rolled his eyes and realized that he seemed to be wrong: Ever since he gave Chen Qingshan some red fruits, his physical fitness was getting stronger day by day. After all, he was also a cultivator, but he was not as strong as Chen Qingshan.
Pretty awesome!
Another day of being eaten dry...
Qiao Erlu and Qiao Sanshou saw their eldest sister squatting beside the lotus leaf jar with tears streaming down her face. They were very worried and stepped forward and asked: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Qiao Xiaofu explained the matter, and Qiao Erlu was also worried, but he didn't worry for a few seconds before he slapped his thigh: "Mr. Dongfang knows everything, let's go ask him."
"Let's go!" Qiao Sanshou waved his little hand and took the lead.
The three sisters knocked on the door of Mr. Dongfang's house and told her husband about the matter. Mr. Dongfang was stunned for a moment and took a closer look at Qiao Xiaofu's eyes: they were round and shiny. They could see clearly black and white, and it didn't look like he had an eye disease.
?
After thinking for a while, Mr. Dongfang pointed to a piece of small regular calligraphy on the opposite wall: "What is the second character?"
Qiao Xiaofu looked at it for a moment: "I don't know..."
Mr. Dongfang was stunned for a moment: "Where's the third word?"
"I know this one, it's the word '小'."
"Your eyes are quite good..." Mr. Dongfang was also puzzled, and after thinking for a while he said, "You guys stay here to practice calligraphy while I go and take a look."
Unexpectedly, when I went to Qiao Chu's yard, I heard vague movement.
After all, Mr. Dongfang figured it out after contacting him. He blushed slightly and spat: "Young people are really careless!"
After exiting Qiao Chu's courtyard, he thoughtfully closed the courtyard door for them, and then walked back to his house.
"How's it going? Sir? Did my uncle and the others lie to me? My eyes are fine, right?" Qiao Xiaofu asked immediately.
"Well, your eyes are not sick. It's because your uncle is tired from fighting bad guys today. He has rested now. You guys can rest here at my place in the afternoon. You can go over after he has rested."
Mr. Dongfang had never lied several times in his life. When he was old, he shamelessly lied to three children for the first time because of the two little ones. He was so ashamed.
The three little ones couldn't play with the old man, but they were successfully tricked into studying for half a day.
On the other side, Chen Qingshan patted the white tiger skin eagerly: "This tiger skin is good!"
Qiao Chu also blushed, stood up, straightened her clothes, and glared at Chen Qingshan: "There are three children outside! Do you want shame or not?"
Chen Qingshan has sharp ears and eyes. He heard the noise when the three little ones went out, and he chuckled: "They all went next door, don't worry."
"How come I don't know?" Qiao Chu asked subconsciously in astonishment.
"You fainted at that time." Chen Qingshan replied with a happy face and provoked Qiao Chu to kick him again.
Qiao Chu was embarrassed and asked Chen Qingshan to pick up the three little ones next door, but he failed to bring them back. Instead, he came back and told Qiao Chu: "Mrs. Dongfang said he would treat us to dinner tonight."
"Huh?" Qiao Chu was surprised: Ever since Qiao Xiaofu and the others became Mr. Dongfang's students, Qiao Xiaofu had always cooked and delivered meals to him. Sometimes Mrs. Dongfang wouldn't let him deliver them, and Qiao Xiaofu wouldn't do it the second time.
fall.
Why do you want to invite me to dinner all of a sudden?
After passing by, Qiao Chu discovered that Mrs. Dongfang actually cooked good food!
There was no room for so many people in the house, so the table was placed in the yard. Fortunately, it was summer, there was a moon in the sky, and it was not cold. Everyone sat together and had dinner happily with lanterns and the moon.
After dinner was finished, Mrs. Dongfang spoke to Mr. Dongfang and sent the three little ones back to the yard, but Mr. Dongfang invited Qiao Chu and Chen Qingshan to drink tea.
Qiao Chu glanced at Chen Qingshan: What kind of tea do you want to drink? What's the matter?
Chen Qingshan lowered his eyes, his expression unmoving: I don’t know.
Qiao Chu: "..." Forget it, this bitch is unreliable in this kind of thing.
Fortunately, Mr. Dongfang didn't play riddles for too long. After a cup of tea, Mr. Dongfang pointed to the back of his yard: "The other end of this yard is for sale."
Qiao Chu and Chen Qingshan looked at each other and were stunned for a moment: "Then what?"
"I want to buy it, but I don't have enough money, so I want to borrow some money from Mrs. Chen." Mr. Dongfang smiled and stroked his beard.
Qiao Chu was stunned for another moment, and then suddenly realized: The two elders have no other property here, and it is not a problem to just sit and eat for a long time. This is probably because there is no income and money is tight?
Do you want to be like your own family, buy a house and be a landlord?!
This is a good idea and should be supported.
Qiao Chu then asked: "How much money do I need to borrow?"
"Three hundred taels." After Mr. Dongfang finished speaking, he looked at Qiao Chu with burning eyes, as if he was very concerned about Qiao Chu's reaction.
Who would have thought that after hearing this, Qiao Chu nodded: "I have this." Then he took out the money from his sleeves and gave three of the one hundred taels worth of silver notes.
This time it was Mr. Dongfang’s turn to be stunned: There was no need to write an IOU, no need to ask when it would be repaid, no need to pledge anything, just a bank note? Are all rich people so willful?!
Mr. Dongfang's stunned eyes made Qiao Chu misunderstand: "What? Not enough? Then give me another hundred taels?"
"No...it's not..." Mr. Dongfang came to his senses and waved his hands, "That's enough, that's enough. I'm just curious, why don't you ask me clearly when I will repay it and for what purpose? How can I afford it?"
?You just gave me the banknote directly?"
Qiao Chu waved his hand: "This little money doesn't matter. If you can afford it, you can pay it back. It doesn't matter if you can't." It's just ordinary gold and silver, of no great use.
This tone was too light, as light as if he was giving out two taels of silver.
Mr. Dongfang also couldn't believe his ears: The origin of Qiao Chu was very clear. She was an ordinary peasant girl with little money before.
I heard that after Qiao Chu was struck by lightning, she could be summoned by gods and heal people. Later, it seemed that money was no longer a problem for her...
This is what happened, but Mr. Dongfang is an old man, and he thinks he has some grasp of human nature: even if people from the bottom of the family suddenly become rich, it is difficult to get rid of the petty spirit in their bones.
Stingy, calculating, afraid of losing...
Although such people are rich, they will most likely be reluctant to spend money, let alone trust others, and dare not easily lend a lot of money to others...
However, Qiao Chu seems to be an anomaly?!
It's like a different person...
"Okay, I don't know how to drink tea. If Mr. Dongfang has nothing else to do, just talk to Chen Qingshan. I'm going home to sleep." Qiao Chu thought that he had completed his mission and played his best.
The value of Mr. Dongfang’s here is that it’s time to retreat.
She has never been interested in the romantic romances of scholars. It would be better to just take a knife and let her face the monsters and demons.
Drinking tea with the Master can be left to Chen Qingshan. Chen Qingshan seems to be very interested in Mr. Dongfang.