After sending off the shopkeeper Yang, Lin Qianqian sat down at the small table and drew circles and lines on the notebook with charcoal.

The more Li Chengxuan looked at it, the more surprised he became, and he asked, "Former girl, do you use any secret language?" ”

He had read some books, which said that some talented people had created their own code words, and only they could understand what they wrote, and no one else could understand it.

He observed Lin Qian for a while, and found that she came when she opened her mouth to calculate the payment, and she didn't use pen and paper at all.

What she wrote on the paper was so strange that he, who thought he had read a lot, couldn't understand what kind of yarn she was writing.

Lin Qianqian couldn't help but laugh when she heard this, she said: "I can't read, where can I know what secret language?" ”

"Then what you wrote..."Li Chengxuan asked confusedly, pointing to her notebook.

Lin Qianqian explained: "This is the number of shipments I remember. ”

Li Chengxuan: ....

He completely doubted life, and he could remember it with this circle?

Lin Qianqian looked at Li Chengxuan, who wanted to speak and stopped, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said: "Brother Li, you can read and break words, you can teach us when you are free, you look at me, I can't keep an account." ”

Literacy, that's what she's always wanted to do.

Her literacy skills are the ones that need to be whitewashed the most.

The circles and lines of this book, she herself has a headache when she sees it.

Li Chengxuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded again and again.

Lin Qianqian wrote these circles and lines, he really can't stand it.

The two hit it off, and decided that when they didn't work at night, everyone would study together.

Lin Qianqian smiled and said: "Brother Li, I won't let you teach us in vain, you take a class for an hour every night, just teach us some words and arithmetic that we need to do business, I won't let you teach in vain, I will give you a hundred wen every day, what do you think?" ”

Their family is now in business, and being able to do arithmetic is the most important thing.

For example, Lin Mingming, who is the smartest, used to sell less konjac tofu, and he could still calculate the amount of money he received.

Now that the shipment volume is large, he will not calculate the amount of collection at all.

Now the only one in the family who dares to receive payment is Lin Qianqian.

Because there are too many people who order konjac tofu, they are not at the same time to pick up the goods, within a day, there are people at any time to pick up the goods, when Lin Qianqian is not there, the family can only write down the number of pick-up items of the shopkeeper, and put it separately with the copper plate, and keep Lin Qianqian back to check.

Li Chengxuan was so shocked when he heard that Lin Qianqian was going to give money, and waved his hand again and again, "Former girl, you give us a place to live, such a great kindness and I are already grateful, you don't have to talk about it again." ”

"I'm not for you, it's all for my younger siblings, if they knew it cost money, they would learn faster." Lin Qianqian said with a smile.

Li Chengxuan looked at Lin Qianqian suspiciously.

At this time, Aunt Lin brought food for Lin Qianqian to eat.

Everyone had already finished eating, and Lin Qian was left to collect the money and didn't have time to eat, so Aunt Lin specially served some in a small bowl for her.

Lin Qianqian was indeed hungry, so she sat down at the small table and cooked dryly.

Li Chengxuan ran to the side and began to rummage through his pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, because the Lin family's house was limited, the Li family's things were piled up in the yard, fortunately it would not rain in this weather, otherwise his books would have been wet in the yard like this.

After Li Chengxuan turned out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he began to flip through the books, and then sat on the ground and began to prepare the lesson plan for the evening.

When his grandfather sent him to a private school to learn calligraphy, in order to let him inherit the mantle, he could carve a better inscription in the future, and the stele shop developed and expanded.

Slowly, he discovered that he was not interested in carving tablets at all, but liked to read and like all kinds of books.

Historical biographies, folk anecdotes, love and hatred... He likes to read books no matter what kind of books they are.

The more he reads books, the more he likes to reason with people.

Although he is shy, it does not prevent him from being nosy for three days.

When the neighbors quarrel or something, he likes to get up and give people a comment.

In doing these things, he felt that he had unwittingly become the protagonist of a certain story.

If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world.

He has learned a lot of truths from books, and he is willing to share the good truths and good things in the books with others.

In the past few years, Grandpa's savings have been spent, he can't go to private school, and the money he can use to buy books is getting less and less, he has nothing to do all day, often boring in the market, and doesn't know what he should do every day

Today, Lin Qianqian's words suddenly opened the door to a new world for him.

Once Li Chengxuan entered the sea of books, he swam tirelessly.

The people in the courtyard came and went, but it didn't affect him in the slightest.

After Master Li explained the style and size of the house to Lin Dashu, he began to tinker with the two large pieces of granite that had been transported from his house yesterday and began to carve the stone mill.

He looked up at Li Chengxuan from time to time, and sighed every time he looked at it.

Lin Qianqian asked curiously, "Master Li, what are you sighing for?" Is there something wrong with our family? ”

"It's none of your business." Master Li replied to her lightly.

Just when Lin Qianqian thought that he was no longer talking, he only heard him speak again, his voice was very low, I don't know if he was talking to himself, or if he was talking to Lin Qianqian.

"I'm old, I can't protect Xiao Xuan for long, Xiao Xuan is too simple, the world is sinister, what can he do in the future?"

Although Master Li spoke quietly, Lin Qianqian heard it clearly.

She heard it, but she couldn't answer it.

When people come to this world, everyone needs to cross their own calamity, and their joys, sorrows, and sorrows cannot be experienced by others, and they cannot be lifted, because their own calamity needs to be crossed by themselves, and life can be fulfilled.

For example, she herself has her own calamity.

The catastrophe she wants to survive is to protect her family and make more money.

She doesn't have any grand wishes, she just wants to live in peace.

For now, she's on her way to the life she wants, and she's enjoying it.

Lin Qianqian imagined his future life and was unconsciously addicted.

Someone shouted at the gate of the courtyard several times, but she didn't hear it.

"Dare to ask, is this the Lin family?"

"Dare to ask, is this the Lin family?"

"Dare to ask, is this the Lin family?"

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After breakfast, everyone went to the backyard to work.

In the front yard, there are only Li Chengxuan, who is focused on reading, Master Li, who is too lazy to pay attention to people, and Lin Qianqian.

Master Li glanced at the hula group at the door, and continued to "jingle and clang" to knock on the stones.

A man walked into the courtyard, walked in front of Lin Qianqian, looked at it carefully, and then said in surprise: "Oh, girl, I can be regarded as finding you." ”

Lin Qianqian looked up in surprise and saw the man who called himself "Steward Zhou" yesterday.

Steward Zhou turned around and ran to the gate of the courtyard, and said to the leading carriage: "Young master, young master, I have found a place, I have found Miss Lin." ”

Lin Qianqian looked out, only to find that there were three or four carriages parked at the gate of the courtyard, each with two coachmen.

These carriages entered the village all the way, and they had already attracted onlookers from the village.

But everyone stood at a distance and whispered, not daring to approach the carriage.

The carriage is a precious thing, and if they accidentally break it, they probably won't be able to afford to sell themselves.

After Steward Zhou said this to the carriage, the curtain of the carriage began to move.