Xiaohua was a little more emotional, but she also burst into tears: "Dad, in your eyes, we are an object, right?" If it's useless, sell it, and buy it back if you can make money......"

Shen Daqi scolded angrily: "Isn't the female doll just a money-loser? You earn money to build a house for your brother to marry and a daughter-in-law, what grievances do you have? ”

"Isn't it all as it should be?!"

"People are willing to let you go, but you don't want to go home?"

"Ungrateful things!"

"It was Lao Tzu who gave birth to you! Lao Tzu raised you so big! You've all forgotten ......"

Shen Qingyu glanced at Shen Daqi, who was held by the villagers, but his eyes finally fell on Uncle Li Zheng.

"Uncle Li Zheng, what do you think should be done when things are at this point?"

Uncle Li Zheng didn't expect his kindness, but he provoked Shen Daqi to be so ignorant.

Xiaohua Xiaocao was sold to Shen Qingyu, it is said that even if it is Shen Qingyu's private property, his biological father is not qualified to be beaten and scolded, let alone in front of Shen Qingyu.

"Qingyu, Xiaohua Xiaocao signed a deed of sale, it's your person, I was talking a lot just now. You don't care what I think, just do what you want, I won't talk more. ”

Uncle Li Zheng's words made the villagers nod their heads again and again, and everyone's eyes were not right when they looked at Shen Daqi.

Shen Daqi was ignored by Shen Qingyu, and seeing that no one was standing on his side, he slowly didn't dare to make a fuss, and his voice was actually lowered.

It was precisely because his voice was low that he could hear the cry of Xiaohua Xiaocao.

Oh yes, there's also a woman's cry, it's the mother of Xiaohua Xiaocao.

"Woooooooooo......oo My son......" Xiaohuaniang cried so much that she could come and go, just these three words "my son".

No one knows that she wants Xiaohua Xiaocao back? I still feel sorry for Xiaohua Xiaocao and don't want to call them back.

Shen Qingyu had long lost sympathy for this kind of confused mother, directly ignored her crying, and said in a deep voice: "Since Xiaohua Xiaocao is unwilling to go home, then they will be my people in the future, they want to get married and have children, and they are all my children, and they have nothing to do with their biological parents......

That's what sets the tone.

"Shen Daqi, you openly beat my slave maid, you really don't look down on me, and it seems that you don't look down on my Yu Ji's workshop, Yu Ji will do things in the future, you don't have to come again."

As soon as he said this, the crowd fell silent.

The whole village sharpened their heads and wanted to enter Shen Qingyu's workshop to work, before Uncle Li Zheng couldn't stand Shen Daqi's grinding, and with Shen Qingyu's acquiescence, he still allowed Shen Daqi to enter the sweet potato flour workshop to work.

But now, Shen Qingyu has said this in public, and Uncle Li Zheng is naturally not good at releasing water.

Therefore, Shen Daqi's way into the workshop was completely broken.

After Shen Daqi was stunned for a short time, he was annoyed and angry: "I, Shen Daqi, don't work in your workshop, will I starve to death?" ”

"I don't believe it yet!"

"I want to see, without you here, I can still starve to death!"

Shen Daqi left without leaving, but he didn't dare to provoke Shen Qingyu again.

After all, in the end, Shen Qingyu only said that he would not let Shen Daqi do things, but did not say that he would not let his mother-in-law come, let alone that he would not accept their sweet potatoes......

The road is not completely blocked, but there is still a way to live.

While Shen Daqi was aggrieved in his heart, he was also afraid that he would really block the road.

He was still scared after all.

A farce disappeared invisibly, Shen Qingyu seemed to have nothing to do, and said to everyone: "Tomorrow, you can study here in the private school, and if you want to send your children to study, you can find Uncle Li Zheng to register and hand over the child; If you want to learn to tell a story or sing opera, you can register with Huang Lao, the master of the Yuexiu class......"

One, two, and three all explained that the villagers were settled, and they were relieved, and they went home to prepare what they wanted to use.

Huang Yunxi and Huang Yunjiao were also in the crowd today, and they were a little shocked when they saw that Shen Qingyu could be calm and calm in the face of someone like Shen Daqi who was out of control.

After hearing from her that the class was going to start tomorrow, both of them were a little excited.

On the side of the old class leader Huang, the script has been written, and it is a small script that can be played by two people.

Mrs. Shizi has read the play book and helped change it, and now everyone who has seen it says it is good.

Those who perform on stage do not have to sing and play professionally, nor do they have to practice basic skills for many years before they can go on stage......

Mrs. Shizi said: "Most people read the story, not the figure......"

If you can understand the drawing and sing, you will be successful.

The same is true for storytelling, you can learn and practice at the same time, and then regularly return to the furnace to learn new drama scripts......

This brand-new form made everyone in the Yuexiu class feel that the previous decades of hard training were useless? !

In the anticipation of the entire Shenjia Village, the private school opened!

Originally, there were only a dozen children who were willing to go to private schools to study, but with the implementation of the system of part-time work and study, coupled with the preferential treatment of readers when Shen Qingyu distributed mooncakes and snacks, when the school really started, there were fifty or sixty people who wanted to study!

Seeing that the private school that had just been repaired was already full, not only the people in Shenjia Village were shocked, but also the people in the homeless settlement site!

Fortunately, Uncle Li Zheng got Shen Qingyu's instructions and told everyone that a row of blue brick and large tile houses would be built to make people reading and soap boxes, so everyone was relieved.

That's it, there are many people from the next village who come to consult, can you ask their dolls to come to study too?

Shen Qingyu has never been stingy with the introduction of talents, telling them that as long as they are willing to learn and do, they can not only learn to read and count, but also learn to make clay pots......

Even if the clay pots and bowls made in the end are not qualified and are not suitable for selling chili sauce, they can be sold at a low price to the 10,000 displaced people!

They also need to eat in a bowl and fill the oil in a jar.

No one expected that just by getting a Guan Tao, people in the entire Shenjia Village and even nearby villages could buy cheap and practical clay bowls and pots......

Of course, that's an afterthought.

After the sweet potato flour factory closed, the villagers began to repair temples and private schools......

However, Shen Qingyu and Qi Yunxiao received an order from the palace: let Qi Yunxiao go to Beijing.

Shen Qingyu guessed that the palace should know about Qi Yunxiao's forehead and wanted to see it with his own eyes.

In other words: Qi Yunxiao, the prince of the Qingping Marquis Mansion, who was not allowed to enter the court because of his face damage in the past, now has the qualifications to enter the court as an official.

Shen Qingyu didn't know if this was good or bad for Qi Yunxiao, but she didn't want to trip Qi Yunxiao's legs.

If he is willing to stay, I will live with him well.

If he wanted to stay in the capital and become an official in the court, Shen Qingyu would not become a burden to him.

As a modern soul in the 21st century, you can still live without a man.

What's more, there is also Ms. Zhao Yuzhu with her......