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In front of "Yan Shuang"'s home, it was much better than leisurely imagined, Xiao Pingqi immediately poured water for leisurely and asked her to sit down and rest, he looked about ten years old, with a boy's head, while greeting her and helping his mother put the things used for the sacrifice back in the kitchen.

This is still so sensible at such a young age, it can be seen that Yan Shuang's father-in-law and Yan Shuang taught the child very well.

Yan Shuang also told her that after her husband left, the villagers would no longer go to Shishan to mine, first, they did not have a market, and second, after Ping Zhiyi was buried under the mountain, they were all people who forced him to a dead end during his lifetime, and they had a problem in their hearts, and when he was there, the village asked for transportation fees, mining fees, and Yan Zhiyi gave them very high... Since he went, the biggest source of income in the village has disappeared, and the people in the village have regrets and regrets.

She didn't let the villagers dig out Pingzhiyi, she didn't want to see Xianggong die, as if this was the only way she still felt that he was next to her and her son...

Hearing these tears uncontrollably, she admired Yan Shuang... At the same time, I am also grateful that Yan Shuang will help her for a stranger like her to go to the person who forced her husband to death.

But Yan Shuang just smiled and said to her, "The people in the village have been good to her and Pingqi since Pingzhiyi went, and they didn't bully their orphans and widows, and they also took care of their lives out of guilt, and her voice was very soft, and since Shishan came back, she hasn't seen tears."

After lunch, Yan Shuang arranged her to a side room, and went out to help her ask about the boat.

Standing leisurely in front of the window of the room, I saw Xiao Pingqi teasing the little black chicken, looking really cute and cute... Leisurely walked to the courtyard and beckoned Xiao Qiping to his side.

Xiao Qiping hugged Xiao Hei and walked to Youran's side, Xiao Hei was very docile in his arms, he stroked Xiao Hei's feathers and tilted his head and said: Sister Youran, do you want to touch Xiao Hei? It's very well-behaved.

OK? Leisurely surprised, this little black she saw in the stone cave that she was obviously very lively... Her hesitant hand touched the chicken feathers on Xiao Hei's head, which were soft and slippery.

Xiao Hei seemed to feel the hair on her stranger's neck instantly smoothing out, and she withdrew her hand in fright, never daring to touch it again.

"Little Qiping, are you studying now? Leisurely asked about Xiao Qiping, she really wanted to know about this child who was so small but so sensible.

Yes! My dad bought me a lot of books, and he said that boys need to study to be able to get out of here, and he promised to take me out of school when I am older... Xiao Qiping was only slightly silent for a while, and immediately regained his optimism, "But it's okay now, I still haven't read the books left by my father, and when I get older, I will still know a lot of words, and my mother said that she will replace my father."

Be? Leisurely, his eyes were sour...

Yes, Sister Youran, can you tell me about the outside world? We never went out except my dad and a few uncles. Xiao Pingqi innocently raised his head and asked leisurely.

Leisurely hugged Xiao Qiping and took him to the stone bench in the courtyard, and slowly talked to him about the outside world.

And Xiao Qiping also seemed to feel the places that his father had said and been to from the picture described leisurely.

Under the rise, Xiao Qiping brought leisurely to his room, and there was a bookcase of books in it, all kinds of books, and Xiao Qiping excitedly told him which ones he had read, although he was only eight years old when his father died, but every time his father went out for a period of time, he would bring him a lot of books and teach him to read a lot of words.

Ping Zhiyi originally didn't know how to read, but later when he was doing business outside, he would find someone to teach him, and then buy a book and come back to teach him to be called Xiao Qiping.

Leisurely asked Xiao Qi Ping to read him a paragraph in a book, this is a medical book, this paragraph talks about people's headache symptoms, pathology, treatment methods, and also drew the pattern of herbs on the book, she didn't expect Qi Ping to be reading this kind of book.

Although Qi Pingnian bumped and bumped into some words, she still saw that this child was self-motivated.

Yan Shuang came back and said that the village chief promised to send her out of the village tomorrow, and she could return to Beijing after asking all the way out of the village.

But leisurely looking at Xiao Qiping and saying to Yan Shuang, she left the village in seven days, and Yan Shuang asked her incomprehensibly.

You shook her head, because she had to teach Xiao Qiping in seven days, she couldn't let such a well-behaved and self-motivated child be in such a closed place for the rest of her life.

In the next seven days, she reasonably arranged the time for Xiao Qiping to study with her.

In the morning, she taught him to start with the basic thousand-character text, and in the afternoon she taught him to practice sketching with charcoal.

She asked him to recognize the words in a short time, as for the sketch, she saw that Ping Zhiyi bought a lot of medical books for Ping Qi, which showed that he intended to let him practice medicine, and the medicinal herbs on the medical books were very blurry, if he taught Qi Ping to use a simple charcoal pen to draw the herbs very similarly, it would be useful for him to study medicine in the future.

In the evenings, he supervised Qi Ping to practice calligraphy, read, draw, and write before prescribing medicine.

Yan Shuang has imprinted the appearance of teaching Qi Ping leisurely and seriously in the past seven days, this girl appeared in Pingjia Village for some reason, she said that her experience was so pitiful, and when she heard about her and Qi Ping, there was no sympathy in her eyes.

She arranged for her to be sent out of the village chief, but she insisted on staying for another seven days.

The past seven days have witnessed Qi Ping's bumps and bumps from reading an article.

From the crooked writing to the neat and orderly.

And the kind of paintings that she taught Qi Ping to draw with charcoal, which she called sketches....

She silently prepared for the salute several days in advance.

Before leaving, she was reluctant to leave, and she was moved by Yan Shuang's care in the past few days, and Qi Ping's well-behaved and studious.

"Let me draw you guys, okay? She used charcoal to record the appearance of Yan Shuang and Qi Ping on the drawing paper, and put them away to take away.

Just when Youran turned around and followed Yan Shuang out, Qi Ping pounced on her body and hugged her tightly, except for his father, Sister Youran was the only one who taught him a lot, he would remember what Sister Youran taught him, and keep going...

"Sister Youran also paints a picture of herself for Qi Ping, Xiao Qi Ping's words are full of stalks.

"Of course, what do you remember my sister taught you? You are a man, you will protect your mother in the future, and you will help Qi Ping wipe away her tears leisurely and gently.

She always likes to paint some scenery on the road, and this time she wants to paint herself with her heart.

After the painting was finished, she handed the painting to Xiao Qiping, and rubbed his hair with a smile..."Sister is gone, be good"

Youran had already taken the boat arranged for her by Yan Shuang to reach the village on the other side of the river, and then she would be able to find the carriage and go back

When he was about to lose sight of the ferry port in Pingjia Village, he leisurely saw the child beside Yan Shuang on the shore, holding the portrait she gave him and waving to her. "Goodbye," he shouted leisurely.

The kid said he was scared to go out because people laughed at him for not having a father

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