The second batch of cottonseeds was almost dried, and it was time to soak the seeds, Qi Lele went over early in the morning to help, and by the way, he added a little more spring water in the space, in case the germination rate of this batch was too different from the previous batch, which attracted Chang Qingyun's attention.

This time, there are even more water tanks prepared, and the whole backyard is full, one after the other, which looks particularly spectacular.

Seeing this, she remembered that she seemed to have forgotten the money for the purchase of utensils in the bookkeeping yesterday, not only the water tank, but also the small crockpot containing sesame oil and sesame paste, in addition to the cost of buying sesame seeds.

Since you have made a transaction, even if it is only a simple item, you have to make a separate account book! It's not a matter to always let Xie Zi'an keep accounts, and he is used to all kinds of self-explanatory forms in modern society, and the bookkeeping method of large pieces of text is really a little dizzy.

It's not difficult to draw a table, but the brush definitely can't do it, Qi Lele remembered the charcoal he burned when he was a child, and came up with an idea.

For Qi Lele's personal work, the Xie family and others were used to it, and when they saw that she wanted to soak the seeds, they consciously sent water and seeds to her.

Qi Lele poured a part of the water each time, and then put his hand in to pluck the cottonseeds, taking the opportunity to fill the water, and then did not forget to add some water to it, confusing the public.

It was also a lot of effort to inject water.

Chang Qingyun on the side saw it and silently remembered it in his heart, it turned out that he had to stir the cottonseeds, and he learned it!

After soaking all the cottonseeds in the water tank, Qi Lele let out a long sigh and went back to the house to find Xie Zi'an: "Are you free?" Come with me to pick some wicker?"

Xie Zi'an put down the book in his hand and got up: "Okay."

The two went out together, and Su Yi, who was boxing in the yard, saw this and hurriedly packed his fists and followed.

"What do you want wicker for?"

"Charcoal."

Xie Zi'an smiled: "I don't want to practice calligraphy hard, so I want to use charcoal instead?"

Qi Lele asked, "Have you ever seen charcoal too?"

Xie Zi'an bowed: "If you use it once, it's not as good as a brush."

"No, there are other uses, you'll find out later!"

There were originally a lot of willow trees in the village, but every year the catkins fly, making many people uncomfortable, and finally Li Zheng took everyone to cut down the willows in the village, and now if you want willow branches, you can only go farther.

As a result, he was blocked by someone.

Mrs. Du sat in the middle of the road, crying with a handful of snot and tears.

Qi Lele saw her from a distance, and decisively changed directions and prepared to go around.

Who knew that Mrs. Du's eyes were also very sharp, and when she saw her coming, she hurriedly got up, followed them, and cried as she walked, crying how pitiful she was, as if she had been bullied.

Qi Lele sighed, "So that's why everyone won't let me go out?"

Although everyone didn't say it explicitly, Qi Lele could still feel it, so she didn't even go to the field recently, but she was caught without thinking about it.

Xie Zi'an said: "She didn't just stop you, she also went to the elder and Li Zheng to cry a few days ago, but everyone ignored it, if you feel unbearable, let's go back, and let Su Yi pick it up."

Qi Lele shook his head: "The more everyone avoids her and lets her, the more she will feel justified and the more energetic she will be."

After that, Qi Lele stood still, waiting for Mrs. Du to get closer, and then asked, "What do you want to do when your old man makes such a fuss?"

Mrs. Du was also dry, she wiped her tears, and said, "I want your father to guarantee Zhuangzhi so that he can take the Xiucai exam next year!"

Qi Lele flatly refused: "Impossible, he wants to kill me, and I still beg my father to help him as a guarantor?" Are you the reincarnation of a living bodhisattva? Sacrifice oneself to benefit all beings!"

Mrs. Du said, "Aren't you okay? But my poor grandson, whose leg was cut off by your own brother, is still lying in bed and unable to get out of bed!"

"It's my fate that I wasn't killed, and it doesn't mean that your grandson's harm to others can be regarded as not happening. Old lady, you can't be a scoundrel just because you're old."

"If you don't answer

Yes, I will sit at the door of your house and cry, and one day I will cry to death, and I will not let you go when I am a ghost!" Mrs. Du said viciously, "Besides, the third child of my family is not dead yet! When he comes back and sees me crying to death outside your house, he will definitely avenge me!"

Who wouldn't threaten people?

Qi Lele sneered: "Have you forgotten that I crawled out of hell, if you really cry to death at my doorstep, believe it or not, I let you not even have a chance to be reincarnated?"

This was said in a gloomy and sympathetic way, and Mrs. Du only felt a chill jump up from the soles of her feet, and goosebumps rose on her body. She believes in Buddhism the most on weekdays, and she believes in the theory of ghosts and gods, Qi Lele's words really poked her heart.

"You, you, you're a demon!"

Qi Lele looked at her and didn't speak.

Mrs. Du's heart was drumming, and she felt that her legs and stomach were trembling, but she was a little unwilling to let her go like this.

Xie Zi'an opened his mouth slowly: "Actually, the most important thing you should look for should be Wang Lao Xiucai, after all, your grandson is his protégé."

"My father is already preparing to open a private school, if Wang Lao Xiucai wants to retain students, he can only hope that the existing students will produce one or two more talents, and among his students, your grandson can be regarded as the most learned." Fun Cabinet

Mrs. Du's eyes rolled, and she felt that Xie Zi'an was reasonable, so she immediately turned around and left without saying a word.

Su Yi watched his eldest son and young lady singing with a white face and a red face, and sent away the old lady Du who was said to be difficult to entangle in a few words, and thought silently in his heart: The young lady and the eldest prince are really a good match!

Qi Lele shook his head: "This old lady is really shrewd."

Isn't that shrewd? As long as Du Zhuangzhi still has the opportunity to take the Xiucai test, the Du family's big house and the fourth room will not dare to make too much trouble, after all, they have personally experienced the benefits of having a show talent at home. As long as they don't make trouble, the family doesn't have to be divided, and Mrs. Du is still the one in charge of the Du family.

Xie Zi'an said: "It is not necessarily a good thing to be too shrewd."

Now relying on that little bit of unwarranted hope to tie up the whole family and not let them move, and when the hope is completely shattered, the Du family is afraid that it will really make a fuss.

But this is none of Qi Lele's business, it is important to quickly pick the wicker.

With Su Yi here, picking wicker is not a difficult matter, the young man jumped up the tree in three or two, took out a dagger and swiped it, and the wicker was in his hand.

After picking the wicker, Qi Lele cut it into pieces according to his memory, peeled off the skin, and then got stuck.

When I was a child, my grandmother put wicker in an iron box and burned it slowly, but now I can't find an iron box, so I just throw it in the stove and burn her!

Xie Zi'an saw that she was stunned, as if he had guessed something, and said with a smile, "I'll come."

That night, Qi Lele got a thin black charcoal strip.

With this, you can draw the table, her eyes swept around the desk, and she took the ruler as a ruler in her hand, and the lines were quickly drawn, horizontal and vertical, square and regular.

The corners of Xie Zi'an's lips moved, and his eyes fell on the charcoal that he had drawn next to the town ruler, and he felt a little heartache inexplicably.