Jiang Wancheng looked at his distant back anxiously, wanting to shout something, but couldn't.

Sister Ya'er took her hand in fear and asked, "Sister...... Is Brother going to kill Uncle Shi? ”

Jiang Wancheng was immediately shocked.

After all, how did a five-year-old baby ask this sentence?

It took her a long time before she replied, "No." ”

She believed that no matter what the circumstances, Wen Chaoyan would at least not forget the great kindness of Master to them when they were on Wushan these days.

Master saved Sister Ya'er, and also saved her Jiang Wancheng.

also treated Wen Chaoyan.

He was not an ungrateful man.

These days, everyone lives together, laughing and having fun.

Although no one knows the details of Master, they have long regarded each other as family.

Therefore, holding a knife may be to threaten and fight, but it will never be murder.

What's more, Feng Lao has now become her master after all, a teacher for one day and a father for life, before figuring out the facts, if he kills her master, then wouldn't she hate him too?

Therefore, Jiang Wancheng was sure in his heart that Wen Chaoyan had his own measure.

Seeing that Wen Erlang still looked shocked and guilty, Jiang Wancheng patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, your eldest brother will solve it." ”

Wen Erlang hung his head and went back to the room, closed the door, and didn't want to step out of the door for half a step all day.

Jiang Wancheng sighed.

I had to take Sister Ya'er back to the room.

After a while, the craftsmen came.

Although there was no man at home, Feng Lao specially greeted them before the part-time workers yesterday, saying that he had something to do in the room these days, so they were not allowed to disturb if they had nothing to do.

The hideous scar on Feng Lao's face was already terrifying, and there were some means in his hands that could not be rectified, and everyone in Fangjia Village privately called him a ghost old man.

What he said, no one dared not listen.

And Wen Dalang was scared when he saw him, so he didn't see him, and the craftsmen all secretly sighed.

When the craftsmen came, they saw the work they had left yesterday and continued to do it.

Jiang Wancheng heard the clanging outside, there were many craftsmen, but in just a few days, the main body of the house was about to take shape.

If the beams are erected and tiles are built, it should not be possible to get out of the New Year, and the two houses can be completed.

It's just that there is something she has to do today.

Jiang Wancheng doesn't have to worry about the daily meals of the craftsmen.

But the boiling water that the craftsmen drink every day is boiled by the master or Wen Chaoyan himself.

Now that these two people are not here, Jiang Wancheng has to show up.

After all, these craftsmen are all men, and Jiang Wancheng doesn't dare to test human nature as a woman, so even if she wants to go out, she has to do some disguise.

She remembered that she had worn a veil on her face in the town before, which had aroused the curiosity of others, so she didn't plan to use the veil anymore.

I simply touched some dust on the wall, and then wiped my little white face dirty and yellow.

Then he took the girdle from his waist.

The winter jacket is already bloated, and if you don't wear a belt, it will be round from the back, and you won't be able to see any waist.

Tie up his hair neatly, tie it into a bun, tie a blue cloth belt, and Jiang Wancheng went out.

The large iron pot in the courtyard was originally used to boil water for these craftsmen to drink.

Jiang Wancheng poured most of the pot of water into it, covered it with a lid, and set up firewood, and the water in the pot boiled after a while.

Jiang Wancheng didn't care about it anymore, went to the stove room to get a sickle, and then went to the lawn to find some weeds and vines to cut back, and then threw them all into the pen to feed chickens, ducks and geese.

When she returned to the house, the craftsmen came to fill the water and drink.

"Why did this girl come out to boil water for us today?"

"Feng Lao was busy, and he didn't see that the door was closed, and there was no sound at all."

"Say no more...... Hurry up and drink the hot warmth and keep working. ”

After a while, there was no sound in the courtyard again, and Jiang Wancheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Sister Ya'er was bored and lay down to watch Jiang Wancheng make a quilt, Jiang Wancheng found her a piece of cloth and took her a needle.

"Do you want to learn?"

Sister Ya'er wasn't very interested.

Jiang Wancheng: "Sister is not forcing you to learn what you don't like, it's just that in this world, it is difficult for women to live, let's have more skills, even if he loses his support in the future, he can support himself alone, so that he will not be forced to a dead end, to choose the road he doesn't want to choose." ”

Sister Ya'er didn't seem to understand, but she still obediently let Jiang Wancheng teach her acupuncture.

It's just that after practicing for a while, after pricking his fingers, he dropped the handkerchief again: "Sister, I can't learn this, I can also practice some other skills, you can think of something else to teach me!" ”

Jiang Wancheng: "That...... Cook? ”

Sister Ya'er shook her head vigorously.

"Hmm~! No! Sister, I'll eat! But I'm afraid of knives, I don't dare to cut vegetables. ”

Jiang Wancheng can play the guqin.

In modern times, she was forced by her mother to learn the guqin when she was a child, and it was until she completed her studies, and she never fell behind in her hard work.

So she can't say how superb her skills are, but it's absolutely no problem to teach a child one hundred and eighty tunes.

It's just that now, they can't afford to buy a piano.

Moreover, in ancient times, the place where women would play the piano to work was not bright.

Jiang Wancheng thought about it and could only shake his head.

"Then you let Sister Ah think again."

"However, you are five years old now, and you don't want to be a female celebrity, so learn to read!"

"It's also excellent that a girl can read and write."

When Sister Ya'er heard that she could read and write, her eyes instantly became shining.

"Can I learn to read too? Like the second brother? ”

Jiang Wancheng: "Your second brother is studying so that one day, he can gain fame and change his fate." And as a woman, it's a pity that you can't get fame now. ”

"However, if you can read and write, you will be able to distinguish things when you grow up. Even if you can't go out and visit all the mountains and rivers, you can also understand the world and people through the words of the book, know the world is big, and the hearts of the people are the most. ”

After Sister Ya'er heard this, her little face was already yearning.

"Sister, then do you know how to read?"

Jiang Wancheng replied, "Of course." It's a little late for you to start now, but that's okay, you'll learn quickly. ”

She said that she had already gotten off the kang and took out a thousand-character text from the cabinet.

Although the young people in mainland China don't know much about writing traditional Chinese now, they basically recognize them.

So the last time in the town, when Orion went to the bookstore to buy new books for Wen Erlang, Jiang Wancheng thought of Sister Ya.

After all, the girl should still be able to read and write.

At that time, she asked him to bring a thousand-character text back to Sister Ya'er.

In this way, she can slowly teach her to read and write.

If she is interested and talented, she can learn slowly.

Jiang Wancheng proposed at the time, thinking that Wen Chaoyan would refuse.

After all, now that they are in a farmer's house, whose little girl still goes to learn to read?

I'm afraid it's an unheard of wonder in the world.

Unexpectedly, Wen Chaoyan agreed. (End of chapter)