When Runzi left, Zhou Huailin frowned and looked at Zhou Qing, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Qing held back her laughter, "Rongzi is so cute."

Zhou Huailin...ah?

Zhou Qing hehe, "Let's go in quickly, Uncle San."

When I entered, I heard the roar of the patriarch.

"Little bastard, are you writing words? The words written by Huaishan on the ridge of the field can be seen from the bookstore's green eyes. You are so damn, I'm giving you pen, ink, paper and inkstone every day. What's the thing you wrote? You're fooling you!

Look at what you wrote, you don’t work hard at a young age, and you will eat dirt when you grow up?

All day long, it feels like a chicken blood was injected when playing. When you are working hard, you will become weak. Look, you are so masturbating. The doctor will come later. If your mother is fine, I will break your leg if there is anything wrong!"

Zhou Qing...

The same world, the same roar.

The patriarch was cursing, and when he saw Zhou Qing and the others enter the yard, he glared at his youngest son and said, "Get out and write."

He turned his head and sighed, and said to Zhou Huailin: "Little bastard, I'm really angry. I've been studying for half a year, and my handwriting is not as good as a ghost crawler."

While speaking, he led them into the house.

"I heard from my elder brother that Chunzi has the best grades in school..." Zhou Huailin's comforting voice came to an abrupt end.

The best grades are written like ghost crawling.

The teacher in the school is his elder brother.

Well......

Is this to comfort the patriarch or scold his elder brother!

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Zhou Huailin changed the subject awkwardly, "I just heard you say that my aunt is sick? What's wrong? Is it serious?"

The patriarch sighed heavily in anger.

"Isn't it that the little bastard angry? His mother urged him to work hard. He made his mother so angry that he was short of breath and trembled with his hands. He couldn't get up, so he had already gone to hire a doctor. I guess the doctor will arrive in a while, and it should be nothing big."

Zhou Qing...

Killing people in the previous life caused evil, and the ancient version of tutoring homework in this life?

The patriarch glanced at Zhou Qing and looked at Zhou Huailin again, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Huailin said the word "Super Feng".

"...My second brother has this opportunity, because you helped Qingyao yesterday. Isn't this child willing to buy something in the town after selling it for money?"

Zhou Huailin put the things in his hand on the table.

The patriarch immediately sniffed his face and said, "What are you doing? Take it back quickly and think I am."

"It's not expensive. You can accept the Qing girl's heart. She really thanks you. If you hadn't encouraged my second brother yesterday, how could my second brother be able to calm down and study."

Zhou Qing...

Uncle San, you are so good at speaking.

"San Master, please accept it." Zhou Qingli stood on the side of Zhou Huailin, looked up at the patriarch, and said sincerely.

With an adult here, she and her child responded to the following sentence.

The patriarch sighed.

"Your family affairs...oh, forgot, I'll accept it. Qing Yatou, go back and tell your father that he won't fight for steamed buns and try hard."

Zhou Qing focused on it.

After chatting for a few moments, Zhou Huailin took Zhou Qing to say goodbye. When he was about to be discharged from the hospital, the patriarch suddenly remembered something and called them again, "Linzi."

Zhou Huailin and Zhou Qingdiao turned around and looked over.

"You sell your words, don't go to those villages where scholars or children are born." The patriarch reminded him.

"I understand." Zhou Huailin immediately smiled gratefully.

After leaving the patriarch's house, Zhou Qing was a little puzzled, "Why, Uncle San?"

Zhou Huailin said, "You just think, where did the characters Feng in our village come from in the past?"

Zhou Qing recalled the original owner's memory.

"Either bought it from the county town or asked from my uncle..."

After saying this, Zhou Qing understood.

If there are children or scholars in the village, every year when the Spring Festival couplets are posted on the Mid-Autumn Festival and the New Year, there will always be people asking for the words of these children or scholars.

This word is cheaper than what you buy in the county. They usually only need to exchange their home food or eggs.

If they sell their words to those villages with children or scholars, they will be able to move their cakes.

It will definitely cause some unnecessary trouble.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing was suddenly a little scared. She was still a sales manager before traveling through time, and actually ignored such a big thunder pit.

"Then today..."

Seeing Zhou Qing reacting, Zhou Huailin smiled and said, "Don't worry, we go to that village today, but we didn't pass the exam."

Zhou Qing breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at Zhou Huailin and said, "Did Uncle San know before?"

Zhou Huailin nodded.

Zhou Qing took the opportunity to whisper the rainbow fart, "Uncle San, you are such a business genius. You haven't done a business before. Today, the first time I did it, I actually considered it so thoroughly in all aspects."

After being praised by his niece, Zhou Huailin scratched his head embarrassedly, "When selling words, I still have to shout from the girl in Qing."

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "I just have the ability to shout and really plan. Then I have to be the third uncle, and the third uncle is... the military advisor, to protect our business."

Zhou Qing's rainbow came out of his mouth.

Although Zhou Huailin felt embarrassed to hear it, there was an impulse in his heart.

Maybe he really has the talent to do business.

If it really can make a big deal, then Pingzi will study and Yao'er will get married...

Looking forward to the future silently in my heart, Zhou Huailin felt full of energy.

The two of them talked and went home all the way.

As soon as I entered the yard, I realized something was wrong at home.

Too quiet.

Zhou Huailin and Zhou Qing both looked at each other, speeding up their pace of getting into the house.

In the quiet courtyard, Zhou Huaishan's sigh suddenly came.

"Hingzi, the second uncle thinks that the second uncle is probably writing all his life today."

Zhou Qing...

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Ping's serious voice sounded.

"Second uncle, what are you saying? It will last forever. I will write more tomorrow."

Zhou Huailin...

Zhou Qing...

After thinking about Zhou Huaishan's reaction, Zhou Qing couldn't help laughing out loud.

The laughter alarmed the people in the room, and Zhou Ping ran out, "Dad, sister, you are back, what do you say? Is it easy to sell?"

Zhou Huailin rubbed Zhou Ping's head, "It's sold out."

"Wow! Really? Will you still sell it tomorrow?" Zhou Ping raised his head, his eyes full of shinyness, like a pool of clear light.

Zhou Huailin smiled and said, "Sell, of course, sell! Pingzi learns with your second uncle, and writes it even after learning Pingzi."

Zhou Ping nodded.

"There are only two of you left at home? Where are you?" Zhou Qing asked Zhou Ping.

"Mom and sister went to the vegetable field, and grandma took her aunt to the field."

When Zhou Huailin heard that the old man and Sun had gone to the field, he felt a little uneasy, "Have you been there for a day?"

Zhou Ping nodded, "Well, just as my father and elder sister left, my grandma came to ask you where you were. My mother told me the truth, and my grandma scolded me and asked her to call you back. Later, my grandma said that he and my grandma went to the field today."

Just as I was talking, a noisy sound suddenly sounded outside.
Chapter completed!