During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

Chapter 23 Overkill
So they all stepped forward and took their children home. The polite ones even apologized to Jiang Qian, but the rude ones didn't even say a word.

Chief Jiang advised Jiang Qian: "It is a good thing if you want the children in the clan to make money, but there is nothing wrong with what his fifth uncle said. The ultimate goal of these children is to obtain fame. If you waste time on In terms of writing, it’s a bit overkill.”

It can be seen that the patriarch has high expectations for the children.

Jiang Miao was dissatisfied: "How can this be a waste of talent? My eldest brother also copied books while studying, but in the end he didn't get the honor."

Chief Jiang looked a little embarrassed, "This... how can they compare with your elder brother?"

"Why can't we compare?"

Patriarch Jiang can't say that your eldest brother is a once-in-a-century genius who is very good at reading. He is afraid that his words will make the brother and sister even more proud.

As the clan leader and the village chief, Chief Jiang hopes most that the village will be peaceful and there will be no trouble. However, these two siblings don't know how to keep a low profile at all. They are the ones who are the most talked about in the village recently.

Because of them, he has several more white hairs.

Jiang Qian spoke slowly, "I remember what the village chief said, and I also asked the village chief to tell the fifth uncle that I have absolutely no disrespect to him, but it's just that I can't refuse when my uncles come to my house. "

Patriarch Jiang's face softened a little, "This really can't be said to be your fault. Anyway, we have already talked about it today. From now on, you can just copy books with peace of mind and support you and your sister. By the way, what's wrong with your legs?" explain?"

Jiang Miao opened her mouth, but was blocked by her brother when she was about to speak, "I'm afraid Dr. Lu's medical skills can't cure it, but I don't know if the doctors in the county can cure it. Even if he can, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money." .”

That is to say, there is no hope.

Patriarch Jiang's face turned cold visibly, and he left without saying a few words.

Jiang Miao had seen Patriarch Jiang act according to the circumstances, and she disliked him even more. "Brother, Grandpa Patriarch is not fair at all. I don't like him."

"If you don't like it, you can't say it. We'll have to live here for a while. If we don't offend him, we won't offend him, you know?"

Jiang Miao nodded obediently.

On the other side, Jiang Yongguo and his wife were overjoyed to learn that Jiang Qian's calligraphy training class could not continue, and finally let out a breath of bad breath.

Mrs. Jiang said slowly: "What are you two so happy about? Without the calligraphy class, A Qian will have more time to copy books and make money."

Mrs. Jiang regretted it. She heard that Aqian could earn two taels of silver by copying one book. How could he copy four or five books in a month, which was one tael of silver.

If she followed them, she would probably live a good life in the future.

After returning to the old house, Mrs. Jiang missed the benefits of living in a big house and wanted to go back.

Li Peilan couldn't see the brother and sister living well, "It would be great if Jiang Qian's hand could also be disabled. I don't see how they two can survive without copying books to make money."

Jiang Fei, who was gnawing on chicken legs, raised his head when he heard this, "Mom, if you can't copy books, they won't starve to death. I saw that girl selling food to make money before, and many people saw it."

Li Peilan grabbed her youngest son and asked eagerly, "What did you say? That girl is selling food to make money? Where did she get the food?"

Jiang Fei was pulled so hard that he finally broke free from his mother's restraints and ran far away. "How do I know? Maybe it was stolen from someone."

steal?
Upon hearing this, the couple hurried to the cellar and counted the food in the house three times. "That's not enough. It's strange. Where did that girl get her food?" Li Peilan was puzzled.

Jiang Yongguo said: "Maybe Ah Fei has made a mistake. Who has so much surplus grain for her to sell these days?"

Li Peilan thought it made sense, but seeing the brother and sister making money, she felt like a cat scratching her heart.

Especially when they thought that Jiang Qian had done nothing in the past few years, hiding in the room and probably copying books, the two of them felt cheated.

"We can't just let the matter of the child's father go. You said that I raised Aqian with good food and drink, but it turned out that he was doing well and secretly making money without letting us know. No matter what, we raised him all the time. We should be given half of the money we earn."

Jiang Yongguo felt that what she said made sense, "No matter what, we should be given some money. Hu'er was injured so seriously. After all, it was because he was a brother. He couldn't watch his family get hurt. Medicine and treatment don’t matter.”

Jiang Yongguo thought of something and frowned, "What if I meet Luo Tingye?"

Li Peilan was also a little scared, "Master, what is the origin of Luo Tingye? When he brought Aqian back three years ago, he only said he was a friend, but you don't want to think about when Aqian met such a powerful friend. "

Jiang Yongguo disagreed, "Aqian can make so much money, and he can naturally meet such powerful friends. What's all the fuss about."

When money was mentioned, Li Peilan immediately changed the subject.

"Anyway, that money should be half of ours."

Jiang Yongguo curled his lips, "What's the use of just talking? You have to find a way to get money."

After some discussion, the couple decided to come to the big house. After all, they were also relatives and could not ignore death.

At that time, the three of them had just finished eating, Jiang Qian was drinking medicine, and Luo Tingye was in the yard instructing Jiang Miao to study.

"I've told you to do multiplication and division first and then addition and subtraction. Why can't you remember it?"

"There is also 21, 28, not [-]. How did you calculate this? Don't you know how to memorize the multiplication table?"

"And look at how your handwriting looks like a dog crawling. The handwriting I wrote when I was three years old was prettier than what you write now."

While Jiang Miao erased the pencil writing with an eraser, she lamented that this thing is easy to use and can be corrected if it makes a mistake.

Seeing that she was still smiling, Luo Tingye became even more angry, "Are you listening to what I said? Do you still want to learn if you are so careless?"

"I am listening, and I will study hard. Good students are not made by scolding or typing. You should correct your attitude." Jiang Miao accused Luo Tingye.

"..." Luo Tingye was at a loss for words. This girl has been so full of witty remarks recently that she has been speechless to herself several times. It's not going to happen if she continues like this.

Jiang Miao finished wiping out the wrong questions and copied the questions again. She probably felt that her attitude was bad, so she explained: "Brother Luo, don't worry, I have just started learning, and it is normal for me to make wrong questions. I don't believe it." You, the first time you did the math, got everything right.”

Jiang Qian narrowed his eyes, "Mei, you are wrong. I heard that Brother Luo was very smart when he was young. He could read at the age of three, write at the age of four, and became famous in the world at the age of eight. The great scholar was stumped."

(End of this chapter)