Pastoral elegance: the shocking little peasant girl

Chapter 17 The Way to Make Money (2)

"How could it be?" Wang Xiaojun smiled and shook his head, feeling even more delighted in his heart.

"Aunt Wang, don't you know how to write? Can you teach me how to read?" Tian Xiaohe blinked, and asked Wang Xiaojun in a cute and weird voice.

According to her feeling, this Aunt Wang could speak such a beautiful language, presumably she must be a well-educated person, in order to avoid revealing her flaws in the future, it is better to find a backer as soon as possible.

For example, go to the bookstore to see if there is anything out of common sense in the future, it will be convenient for you to make excuses.

Now, Wang Xiaojun froze completely. He had never publicized his literacy, let alone told this girl. How could she ask such a question?
"Xiaohe..." Wang Xiaojun called softly, hesitatingly said, "Xiaohe, it's useless for a girl to learn that at home, why don't your aunt ask you to do embroidery?"

"Oh. That's fine." Tian Xiaohe replied with some disappointment.

Afterwards, Mrs. Tian also washed the wheat and handed it to Tian Xiaohe to take her back to the thatched hut.

"Xiaohe, wait at home, my aunt will bring you colored thread in a while." Wang Xiaojun looked at her back, said something, and walked back.

"Sister, don't listen to the child's nonsense, don't give it away, the child will not handle that thing." Tian yelled, and washed herself by the water.

Wang Xiaojun's home is at the end of the village, and it is also the one closest to the thatched house. It can be said that it is a lonely alley.

Moreover, her house is still two rooms, that is, there is only one bedroom and one kitchen.However, the kitchen is separated, and there is a small suite at the back, and a heated kang is built in the suite.

The bedroom is a plank bed, sleep on the plank when it is hot in summer, and return to the kang in the hut when it is cold in winter.Of course, this is because Wang Xiaojun didn't want to spend too much money, so he had to build only two rooms.

At this time, Wang Xiaojun's son, Wang Xu, was taking a nap in the bedroom. A woman in her teens was alone with her one-year-old baby, and she knew what it would be like without even thinking about it.

Wang Xiaojun entered the room and weighed a wire basket under the wall, then raised the door and went straight to the direction of the thatched cottage.

"Sister-in-law Tian, ​​I don't have a lot of colored thread here, so you just use it. There are still three days before the Daji Fair. After making a network, you can sell it yourself. Just come back and buy the same amount of colored thread for me." .”

Wang Xiaojun put the wire basket on the rattan bed and said with a smile.

"Well, how can this be done?" Tian hesitated, she knew her situation, she was penniless, and the basket of colored threads cost almost sixty copper coins, the debt made her feel very heavy.

"What's so embarrassing, I just borrowed it and paid it back. Didn't my aunt help me when my second brother was around?" Wang Xiaojun smiled, and finally moved out the kindness that had already been repaid.

That's right, in the eyes of the old woman Qian, the kindness from the past was nothing more than 20 taels of silver. She pawned her jewelry and was blackmailed once.But now, their family has been separated, no matter how Tian's helped him, it's okay to help them in turn now.

"Sigh... Sister, my sister-in-law knows that you live on these things. If you have no land, it's really inappropriate for my sister-in-law to borrow from you." Tian sighed, but she couldn't bear to let go of the colored thread in her hand.
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(End of this chapter)