"Fifth brother?"

When she saw him, Qin Yaoguang's eyes finally showed a hint of warmth that had been there for the past few days.

Chun Ning smiled and said, "I originally wanted to send the children back to your house first. But Fifth Brother refused and insisted on following me to pick you up."

The carriage was a little high from the ground. Lao Wu held onto the door and didn't dare to jump. He smiled sweetly at Qin Yaoguang: "Mother!"

Looking at his clear eyes and brows, Qin Yaoguang felt that the dark clouds weighing on her heart were slightly dispelled by him.

A child’s smile is indeed the best healing agent.

The two sisters got on the carriage separately. Chun Ning said, "Sister, I will come to your house to see you tomorrow morning."

Qin Yaoguang nodded. She also had something to say to her sister.

On the wide and bustling streets of the capital, horse-drawn carriages were moving slowly, and the sounds of hawkers, people's voices, and children playing could be heard outside.

Lao Wu sat upright on a small bench in the carriage, his pair of eyes like black grapes, like colored glass under the light outside the carriage.

He looked at Qin Yaoguang without blinking, and said in a soft voice: "Mother, we miss you so much!"

It was only a few short days, but because I went through a cycle of life and death, it felt like a long time had passed.

Qin Yaoguang looked at him with gentle eyes: "Mother misses you too."

She opened her arms: "Come, give your mother a hug."

The fifth child twisted his body a little embarrassedly, saying shyly: "Mother, my son wrote a book called "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Classic".

"Hey?"

Qin Yaoguang was pleasantly surprised: "Xiaowu can write the Thousand Character Classic now?"

She remembered that not long ago, he couldn't even write "Hundred Family Surnames" properly.

"Auntie taught me well! My son likes her."

Lao Wu spoke crisply, took out two booklets from the secret compartment in the carriage with a proud look on his face and handed them to Qin Yaoguang.

When I took it and took a look, I found that they were indeed the two books he mentioned.

The handwriting is childish, but what is gratifying is that each word is written carefully, stroke by stroke, with a brush.

This is Qin Yaoguang's request.

When practicing, children who are young can first use a Leyang pen to write and quickly become familiar with unfamiliar characters.

But in the Dajing Dynasty, the brush was the mainstream.

For studying and becoming an official, including taking imperial examinations and writing eight-legged essays, having good handwriting is very important.

It is not only related to the score on the paper, it is more likely to become a stepping stone for promotion.

Also, pencils run the risk of being erased and rewritten, but brushes don't.

Leyang pens are now widely used in the Princess's Mansion, but they are only used for temporary notes and accounting, which is roughly equivalent to making drafts. They are convenient, fast and can save paper and ink.

The formal account books will be copied again with a brush.

Guyu lifted a corner of the car curtain to make it easier for Qin Yaoguang to check Lao Wu's homework carefully with the help of the light outside.

Lao Wu sat obediently.

After his mother left, he missed her terribly.

I asked my brothers and sisters, and studied my lessons seriously in order to please my mother.

Seeing his mother taking it so seriously, Lao Wu felt as sweet as if his heart was filled with honey.

With a sweet feeling in his heart, he couldn't help but brag: "Mom, I memorized the Hundred Family Names from memory! Not a single word was wrong. My aunt praised me, and my second brother praised me too."

Qin Yaoguang raised her eyes and saw his little thoughts clearly.

Since "Hundred Family Surnames" is written from memory, then the "Thousand Character Classic" which is not mentioned cannot be written from memory!

Of course she wouldn't expose him.

It’s great to have made such great progress!

Qin Yaoguang patted the seat next to him and asked him to come over: "I knew that Fifth Brother didn't dislike studying. It's just that Mrs. Zhou didn't teach him well before."

"Correct!"

Lao Wu came up to her with a smile on his face and rubbed against her: "Mother, my son likes my aunt and learns quickly! Mrs. Zhou can't teach, not even her son!"

Qin Yaoguang put the little ball in his arms and curled it up to show his approval.

Guyu was standing by and couldn't help laughing.

One protects his faults, the other one acts as a good boy.

Yes, it is definitely not a problem between the master and the young master. It must be that Mrs. Zhou is not serious enough and cannot even teach a smart child like the Fifth Young Master!

On the way, Qin Yaoguang asked about everyone's situation.

Because it was a large group, it was almost dusk when they arrived in the capital.

When he heard that his mother was waiting for Chunning in the palace, the fifth brother insisted on following her.

The other four children were first resettled in Zhufengyuan.

In addition, Zhou Qinghe did not come back.

"Miss Zhou said that she is weak and cannot travel in the winter. Please wait until the beginning of next spring and send someone to pick her up at the farm."

When Guyu mentioned this, there was a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

"Why is this?" Qin Yaoguang was puzzled.

"My son knows!"

Lying in Qin Yaoguang's arms, Lao Wu answered in a crisp voice.

"Third brother praised Miss Zhou for her carefulness and ability to clearly distinguish between mung beans and red beans, so he asked her to pick white sesame seeds and black sesame seeds the next day."

Lao Wu counted on his fingers: "Later, we have to pick out the millet from the rice."

"My son saw that his third brother was worried, so he gave him some advice! The orchid seeds and flax seeds were accidentally mixed together, so of course they need to be separated!"

Lanxiangzi is a medicine for clearing away heat and detoxifying. It is similar in size and color to black sesame.

Flaxseed is a brown seed that is sometimes used as medicine.

Qin Yaoguang was stunned.

Was this all the third brother's idea?

It's hard to bear without beating or scolding.

The children were much more imaginative than her when it came to playing pranks.

She could only think of asking Zhou Qinghe to pour the night incense, and considering that Zhou Qinghe was young and had no strength, she just asked her to go with her and didn't really let her do the work.

"Miss Zhou, have you been doing these jobs these days?" Qin Yaoguang asked.

"Ok!"

The fifth brother nodded vigorously: "Third brother said that she is weak and can't help in any way. She should do what she can. Only by working can she eat."

The implication is that if you don’t finish the work, you won’t have any food to eat?

After being tortured like this for these days, it would be strange for Zhou Qinghe to want to come back!

Besides, Zhou Qinghe betrayed the Xiao family, so he probably didn't have the face to see her.

Otherwise, as soon as he took out the confession in his hand, the mother and daughter would immediately become enemies.

Will the Xiao family become a knife in Zhou Qinghe's hand as before?

No matter how stupid she is, she won't do that.

Okay, let Zhou Qinghe stay at the farm and send two trustworthy people to watch over her.

This hidden danger has been largely resolved.

Qin Yaoguang silently thought about the plot of the original book: At this time, Zhou Qinghe was doing very well in the mansion. She had entered the palace several times and showed her face in front of several princes and princesses.

After the Chinese New Year, she became the study partner of one of the princesses.

It seems that the plot is not unchangeable.

Zhou Qinghe must be willing.

In other words, as the heroine of the original book, whatever Zhou Qinghe wants to do will not be interfered with by the plot line.

Unexpectedly, by some strange combination of circumstances, the goal of leaving Zhou Qinghe far behind on the farm was achieved.

When we returned to the Princess's Mansion, all the children came to pay their respects.

The third brother stood at the back, using Yan Shouzhuo's height to block him.

He was worried that his mother would hate him after knowing what he had done to Zhou Qinghe.

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