This person is usually tricky, and when he heard that Zhao Ze, who had the worst conditions in the village, had made a fortune, his eyes were red at that time, but Zhao Ze, a fool, not only hid the method, but also took it out with everyone.

He had the intention of stealing the formula and quitting.

But after the people came, did He Qing and them directly announce the formula, so didn't he come in vain?

"It's not that I'm stingy, it's that the production method of this thing is very complicated, and more than 30 kinds of things need to be mixed together, and there are more than a dozen processes, and the pursuit must be done slowly." He Qing pretended to be profound.

Zhao Ze, who was standing not far away and listening to He Qing's nonsense, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Others don't know, he knows, isn't that the powder made from the stones that can be found everywhere in their village?

However, He Qing's approach he understands that the cooperatives at this time are not evenly minded, and many people are thinking about methods and formulas, and they don't really want to make money with everyone at all.

After everyone left, He Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "There seems to be a problem with everyone's enthusiasm direction."

"The previous thinking was like this, just follow the way you just handled it a few more times, and they will taste the sweetness." Zhao Zhi finished speaking in one breath and found that He Qing's eyes were turning back and forth.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhao Xue was uncomfortable by He Qing's eyes, and looked away, not looking at He Qing's eyes.

But where Zhao Ze's sight is, He Qing will stand wherever Zhao Ze is, and there is no place to hide.

Annoyed.

"What the hell do you want to do?" There was annoyance in his tone.

"I found ......" He Qing deliberately didn't finish a sentence, and suddenly laughed when he saw Zhao Ze's curious appearance.

Why didn't I find Zhao Xue so fun before?

Only then did Zhao Ze know that he had been fooled by He Qing, a woman who didn't know a single word.

His face suddenly turned cold, and his voice was also very businesslike: "Fool the teacher, go back and copy your name fifty times."

He Qing's laughter stopped abruptly, and he wanted to be suddenly choked by a pair of hands.

"Zhao Ze, you can't do this, I've been very busy lately, and I don't have time."

Zhao Ze sneered, looked at her and said, "Fifty times is not a lot, and it is still possible to work hard."

This tone and expression translate to the meaning of non-negotiable, and He Qing also knew that he would not be able to run away after fifty times.

He replied with a smile, regretting that he had tricked Zhao Xue with a flash of inspiration just now.

"I'll go to the village chief's house, if you have any problems, start going back and copying it now." Zhao Ze waved his hand and walked away without taking a cloud with him.

Leaving He Qing alone and distressed, because she completely forgot how to write her name, and now that Zhao Xue is also gone, who is she going to ask.

He Qing thought about it and decided not to ask Xiaobao, an activist in the class, if Xiaobao really could write, then where would she put her face as a mother.

Who knew that this matter would be forgotten by He Qing, and when Zhao Xue was about to check it the next day, He Qing's eyes widened and he suddenly remembered, but it was too late at this time.

"Didn't you write it?" Zhao Ze looked at He Qing and asked, his eyes were already affirmative.

Such a weak expression is not that nothing is written.

But He Qing didn't want Zhao Xue to think that she was lazy and didn't want to say that she was stupid, so she made a clumsy excuse.

"I wrote it, but I can't find it, you wait, I'll show you right away." said that he actually went to look for it.

He Qing's learning utensils are separate from Xiaobao's.

He Qing was also blindsided when he took out a few books with her name written on them from the stack of books.

"You wrote that?" Zhao Ze didn't expect He Qing to really write it, such an ugly word, except for He Qing, I'm afraid there is no second person who can write it.

"It's not." He Qing didn't have a trace of joy, and was a little worried.

She knew that Zhao Ze could see her handwriting, and even Zhao Ze couldn't see the words on this piece of paper, which meant that it really looked like her handwriting.

But who would do it?

There is only one person in the family who can write except Zhao Ze.

He Qing and Zhao Ze looked at each other, and they both saw the incredulity in each other's eyes.

"This can't really be written by Xiaobao, right?"

Zhao Ze reached out and took the piece of paper and looked at it, it was indeed slightly different from He Qing's handwriting.

"Who do you think wrote this?" Although He Qing already had a vague guess in his heart, he still asked Zhao Ze in disbelief.

After all, Zhao Ze understands these aspects better than her.

Zhao Xue didn't speak, he glanced at He Qing: "There are three people in our family who can write, if you don't count this...... This half-way monk, there are two people in total, I didn't write it, who do you think it will be? ”

The meaning is already obvious.

The corners of He Qing's mouth twitched: "Hehe, my son actually helped me with my homework."

"You're embarrassed to laugh?" Zhao Ze was going to be laughed at by He Qing, if this matter was put on him, he wouldn't have time to cry.

"Am I not doing it for the ingenuity of our son?" He Qing kept changing the topic, hoping that Zhao Xue could forget about this matter and give up asking her to copy it again.

Zhao Ze looked at the smile on He Qing's face, and basically knew what Xiao Jiujiu He Qing was fighting in his heart.

"Don't look at me and laugh, you should copy it or you should copy it, give it to me tomorrow, if you forget it again, you will double it."

The tone without a little discussion, as well as the serious look, told He Qing that Zhao Xue didn't joke with her this time.

He Qing tried to make eye contact, can it be less than a few times, she is already ugly in the words, and if she thanks a few times, she will be afraid of that word.

A few seconds later, Zhao Ze retracted the realization, and eye contact failed.

She resigned herself to her fate.

"You copy it well, I'll go find Xiaobao."

"I'm going too." Saying that, He Qing put down the pen and paper in his hand, stood up and wanted to go with Zhao Ze.

She also wanted to know why Xiaobao would help her copy it fifty times.

"Stop."

"I want to go, what the teacher said......"

"Okay, okay, I'm not going, I'm not going." He Qing didn't have to think about it to know what Zhao Xue was going to say later, it was nothing more than not listening to the teacher's words, and he had to add it a few more times.

Fifty times was enough for a headache, let alone more.

She sat back in her place, all her senses paying attention to Zhao Ze's situation.

After making sure that Zhao Ze was really far away, she put down her pen and carefully followed Zhao Ze out.

Hmph, I still want to secretly ask Xiaobao without her, what if his expression is too fierce and scares Xiaobao, let's go and see.

She seemed to ignore that Zhao Zhi was much more gentle to Xiaobao than to her.