Taoist Quick Wear

When Si Qingyan was lying on the bed, she remembered what Third Young Master Wen had yelled today -

"Si Qingheng! You and I are at odds with each other!"

The eldest brother's signature in the mailbox was Si Qingheng.

I wonder if they are the same person...

This Third Young Master Wen was so unreasonable that he bumped into a tree. Not only did he ask someone to cut the tree down, he also blamed Si Qingheng.

After thinking about it, Si Qingyan gradually fell asleep.

Si Qingyan got up early the next morning, fetched water from the well, washed her face, and went to Lin's house to pick out chicks.

Mother Lin looks like she is in her forties, but is actually in her early thirties.

Her husband works in Wancheng, but he has married another lovely wife. I heard that her husband was only twenty-five years old, handsome and talented, and he called her sister every time he looked at her, without letting his new wife know.

Mother Lin also accepted the result.

She also claimed that she came from the countryside to join her younger brother. Her husband died and she was left alone with two children. She works as a servant in a wealthy businessman's house on weekdays. Everyone calls her Mother Lin. She occasionally washes clothes for others and barely makes ends meet.

This little income is far from enough to send the children to study, so they have to accept financial support from their "brother".

Because of this, he was often pitied and despised by his "younger brothers and sisters".

Mother Lin gave birth to a son and a daughter. They were well-behaved, smart, clean and polite. When Si Qingyan came over, she called her third brother.

"Third Young Master, I don't want money. Can you lend Tianyang some of the old books you have read before? And Daya, she also wants to learn to read. We don't want to read books in vain. Daya can help Third Young Master with laundry every day. Rice flour, watering the vegetable garden, Tianyang can also help sweep the floor, fetch water..."

Mother Lin was a little nervous, rubbing the edge of her apron with her rough hands, and she was trembling a little as she spoke.

Books are still very expensive.

She can barely feed her two children by doing the laundry.

The younger brother only lets Tianyang study and does not let Daya study. However, Daya is the elder sister and is almost ten years old. In a few years, she will start talking to someone else. The family has no ability to save a dowry for her, and Da Ya is illiterate. How can she marry into a good family...

She has suffered enough in her life, how could she see her child go back to her old ways.

Fortunately, Tianyang is sensible and knows that he feels sorry for his sister, so he teaches Daya how to read as soon as he finishes his homework every day after school.

But the tuition fee given by his "brother" was only enough for Tianyang to sign up, and it was not enough to cover other school expenses.

I heard that my "younger brother and sister" are pregnant, and it looks like they are carrying a son. I don't know if they have the tuition fees for the next semester...

If I could borrow Third Young Master's old books and let Tianyang copy them, I could save some textbook fees.

"You have to give me the money..." As soon as Si Qingyan said these words, Lin's mother's face suddenly turned gray, and she made a gesture of kneeling down, but Si Qingyan quickly supported her with quick eyes and hands.

"Of course you can borrow books. I'll find some old books and give them to Tianyang. And Da Ya. When I'm at home in the future, you can come and ask me if you don't understand anything."

"Sister Lin, you can also learn to read. There is no harm in learning more."

"Thank you, Third Young Master!" Mother Lin couldn't hold back her tears and wiped them with her sleeve several times.

"Da Ya, pack up the hen and give it to the third young master."

"I don't want hens, just five or six chicks, as many as I can feed. The chickens are still small these days. When they grow up, they can be moved to the yard."

"Yes, yes..." Lin's mother was a little incomparable and couldn't stop her tears.

"It's still early today, I'll go back and look for books."

As soon as Si Qingyan went out, she turned around and saw Mother Lin's two children kneeling down and kowtow.

My heart suddenly felt a lot heavier.

"Mother Lin usually helps me a lot. She is a loyal person, but she also has a hard life, but with two sensible children, she will always get through it." Uncle Xiang sighed, feeling uncomfortable.

It wasn't because Mother Lin did something wrong, nor was it because of the two children, but because of something invisible and heavier.

After Si Qingyan went back, she looked through the old books, selected the ones suitable for children, and asked Uncle Xiang to send them to Lin's mother's house.

After he finished his breakfast, he took his homework and notebook with him and knocked on the door of Zhenbao Pavilion again.

Boss Su still came very late, but he put on his clothes today.

His eyes were squinted and he looked very sleepy.

"You look after the store for me for a while, and I'll sleep for a while."

"I met some bosses yesterday and played a few tables of mahjong. I was very lucky and won a lot of money. Please take the bonus and don't disturb me when I sleep."

Boss Su slipped out a dozen silver dollars from his sleeves, yawned, and went upstairs again.

The stairs creaked with every step he took.

Si Qingyan counted a total of sixteen silver coins. After putting them in his pocket, he felt much lighter.

If Boss Su wins money like this every day, Si Qingyan will soon become a rich man.

From morning to noon, Si Qingyan bought something to eat casually on the street. It was not until dusk that the creaking sound was heard.

Boss Su’s eyes were swollen and his face was swollen. He rubbed his nose and sneezed.

"I'm getting older and I can't bear the trouble anymore."

Boss Su stroked his hungry belly and went out to look for food.

When he came back, he brought a bowl of steaming wontons to Si Qingyan. While eating, he talked about how lucky he was yesterday. He also told Si Qingyan that some of his poker friends had invited him to continue playing tonight.

Si Qingyan suddenly had an unknown premonition.

I always feel that Boss Su is going to be cheated...

"Hahahahahaha I won't go tonight, and I won't go tomorrow night. If I go a few more times, won't I lose my pants? The witty Master Su has already seen through everything, can't you think of it?" Boss Su showed a sly smile. .

"The boss is wise." Si Qingyan praised.

"What is this painting of yours? It's so beautiful."

Boss Su's eyes shone when he looked at the ink painting Si Qingyan placed on the table.

"Splash-ink painting of mountains and rivers." Si Qingyan had not yet printed it and had no inscription. He just left the painting there and let it dry in the shade.

I wanted to practice calligraphy today, but the ink spilled, so I used the spilled ink to draw a picture.

The brushwork is sparse and broad, but also somewhat imposing.

"It's elegant." Boss Su didn't know what he was thinking. He seemed to have a hard time making a choice. After thinking about it, he added,

"If you are short of money, I have a way."

"You specialize in imitating famous people's calligraphy and paintings. I will use them as antiques and then sell them to the crooks. We will keep the authentic ones..."

"I'll give it a try first." Si Qingyan was not very sure.

Some paintings are easy to imitate, while others are difficult to imitate. Not to mention the calligraphy, each one has its own temperament, body shape, and strokes. It is difficult to be exactly the same. It is easy to resemble the spirit but difficult to resemble.

"Come here tomorrow and I'll show you a good painting."

"OK."

Both of them have bold personalities, one has connections and the other has abilities. They have quietly planned and strive to get this thing done.

When Si Qingyan returned, Mother Lin and the two children were gathered around the sand. Lin Tianyang was only eight years old this year and already knew many words. He was teaching his mother and sister to write stroke by stroke.

"Third brother, thank you."

Lin Tianyang was a little bolder, and Da Ya did not dare to look directly at Si Qingyan.

"If you don't understand anything, you can ask me and study hard."

"Okay!" Lin Tianyang took the book from the room and pulled his sister into Si Qingyan's yard.

Mother Lin was very pleased. She went to collect the clothes hanging outside, and her hunched waist straightened a little.

Si Qingyan broke a bamboo chair and sat in the courtyard, with two children standing on the left and right.

Their Chinese literature is The Analects of Confucius, Hundred Family Surnames, and Thousand-Character Classic. They also learn some simple ancient Chinese, but Lin Tianyang can't quite understand it.

The teacher always asked them to memorize it and then explain it once. Sometimes he didn't even care if the explanation was missing, and he continued to explain it, always gesticulating. Even if someone in the newspaper starts talking about freedom and equality, as a poor primary school student, it is still powerless to resist the teacher.

There are no notes in the book. Si Qingyan reads one sentence and Lin Tianyang memorizes it. Da Ya is also memorizing. Although the writing is crooked, he is very serious about every stroke. If he doesn't know the words, he will use circles instead. It was very difficult to learn, and there were beads of sweat on the tip of my nose.

Lin Tianyang asked about things he had not learned before the vacation. Due to limited conditions, he could only read over and over again the books he had studied in the first half of the year, and understood every word without daring to miss anything.

"Does Da Ya want to go to school?" Si Qingyan asked.

"No school accepts girls." Daya lowered her head and put her hands behind her back to rub her clothes. Moreover, the family had no money to support another person in school. As soon as I thought of this, overwhelming loss and pain swept over me.

Si Qingyan suddenly realized that there was no girls' school in Wancheng.

Daughters from wealthy families want to study or ask their teachers to teach them, or are sent to schools in Shanghai, Hong Kong and other places. However, girls from poor families have no chance to receive education. Many of them cannot even write their names.

"Da Ya study hard now and lay a good foundation. In a few years, there will be a girls' school in Wancheng, and in a few years, both men and women will be able to attend the same school. Then everyone will be equal."

"Will such a day really happen?"

Daya raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes.

I really want to study...

I want to wear a clean uniform and go to school like my younger brother. I want to learn a lot of new things. I want to see the outside world. I want my mother not to be a servant who beats and scolds me. I want a woman who only lets them call me uncle. Man regrets!

"Yes. When you grow up, you can go to school and it will get better and better in the future."

Si Qingyan added another note in his notebook to start a school.

Those dozen silver dollars were really a drop in the bucket, pitiful in front of the target.

The little girl's eyes were dark and bright, with a fierce energy, like a little wolf cub... If a little girl like this was given a piece of driftwood, she could swim to the shore by herself.

Perhaps Si Qingyan was so calm and natural, which gave Da Ya unlimited confidence. Usually she also helped with laundry and weaving bamboo baskets. Later, she got in touch with an old flower farmer outside the city. When she had nothing to do, she would sell flowers outside the dance hall.

She was dark and thin, with a pair of big bright eyes on her face, a sweet mouth and a clever hand. She soon became familiar with the gangsters nearby. Everyone knew that her life was not easy, so they didn't make it difficult for her, and even helped to take care of her overtly and covertly. A handful.

When Da Ya first said she wanted to study, most of her neighbors laughed at her. Later, she stopped talking and just kept it in her heart and worked hard. One day, she would save enough money to go to school and make their jaws drop to the ground in shock!

Since Third Brother said there is a school that girls can go to, then there must be one!

If...if it really doesn't happen, when she grows up, she will open her own school and call all the girls who want to study to attend...

Although it costs a lot of money, she knows what she wants to do in the future. When she thinks of this, she feels full of energy. She is keenly aware that she is different from other girls of the same age. She wants to go somewhere else, make a lot of money by herself, let her mother and brother live a good life, and never have to rely on others... Other friends just want to save up for a dowry and marry an honest and decent man with good conditions. Although it doesn't make sense and can't make her friends have the same idea as her, she can teach others to read and recite the Nine Nine Songs. Everyone will want to read when they know the benefits of reading.

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Additional chapters for collections exceeding 10,000.

The next chapter is a manual anti-theft chapter. My dears, don't buy it yet. It doesn't matter if you buy it. I will replace it with the main text tomorrow night. The replacement is free of charge, which is equivalent to buying tomorrow's update tonight. You can read it by refreshing it at that time. I apologize for the inconvenience. I will try to block the damn pirated website...

Thanks to the little darlings for their landmines, and what world do you want to see in the next world? Although I will write them all, I can adjust the order!

Ancient palace, fake prince unifies the world

Western Middle Ages, the little prince's cat-stroking journey

Cultivation world, watching the heroine and the female supporting role fight each other

(The background is very exciting NP text, I don't know if you can accept it)

The end of the world, abnormal superpowers, building a new world

Fantasy world, the son of the sword palace...

There are other worlds, I won't write them one by one. If there are other worlds you want to see, you can reply and write them down in a small notebook. If you have a suitable idea, write it down.

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