Chapter 492 The Same Person

Qin Yao slept very soundly, and the noise of building a house in the backyard did not wake her up.

The drunkard Liu Ji could sleep even more soundly. He was so groggy that he slept until the afternoon, as if he had no idea what year it was.

Qin Yao got up an hour earlier than him and had already returned from a visit to the old house with the children.

Qin Yao gave ten taels of silver to Old Man Liu. How could she feel comfortable asking the old man to pay for the banquet? Naturally, she had to pay him back.

As for the extra money, just consider it as compensation for the elderly’s hard work.

Old man Liu was reluctant to take it at first, but when he remembered how Zhang twisted his ears so hard that they hurt when he got home last night, he hissed and accepted it reluctantly.

Qin Yao smiled teasingly, as if to show that she had seen through everything. She nodded at the old man, led the four little followers away, and began to inspect various places.

Song Yu is in the stationery factory, so there is no rush.

Let’s go to the school first to see how the progress is.

Dalang, Erlang, Sanlang and Si Niang followed A Niang closely, almost inseparable from her.

When they woke up this morning and saw the dried fruits on the bedside table, the three brothers remembered that they did not even say hello to their mother when she returned home yesterday.

My heart, which was flattered by the villagers' compliments, calmed down instantly. Looking at the preserved fruits in my hand, I felt guilty.

Look, in the morning, the three brothers were guarding the door of Qin Yao's room. No one or animal was allowed to enter within ten feet. They would glare at anyone who dared to disturb their mother's sleep.

Even Mrs. Li, who was cooking, couldn't help but slow down her movements. After she realized what was happening, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

At this moment, Qin Yao had already told the three brothers that she was not angry, but the three brothers, feeling guilty, still refused to leave.

Following behind Qin Yao, he kept asking, "Mother, do you have anything to tell me?"

Dalang: "Auntie Yao, do you want some water?"

Erlang: "Are you hot, mother? How about I fan you with a banana leaf?"

Sanlang chewed his food and said, "Mother, are you hungry? Do you want some preserved fruit?"

Si Niang held A Niang's hand, turned around and made a face at her brothers, and whispered to Qin Yao: "A Niang, let's ignore them!"

Qin Yao couldn't help laughing out loud. When the children heard her laughter, they also started giggling. The entire hill was filled with the happy laughter of the five mother and children.

Qin Yao picked a piece of foxtail grass and twirled it between her fingertips. It felt so good to be home!

The school has already taken shape. Uncle Jiu has now arranged a work schedule for the villagers. Everyone takes turns to work for half a day. This way, farm work in the fields will not be delayed and the workers will not be too tired.

According to the current progress, the school should be completed before September this year.

Children in the village who have nothing to do will also come to help, hoping that the school can be completed as soon as possible.

When the children who were helping the adults move bricks on the construction site saw Qin Yao coming over to inspect, they immediately surrounded her and excitedly asked her if she had won the honor medal.

Qin Yao almost forgot about this, but only remembered it after being reminded by the children.

But he didn't show it on his face, and replied calmly: "I have already drawn the blueprint, don't worry, the blacksmith in Xiahe Village will be able to make it soon."

Qin Yao signaled everyone to work hard and come to her if they had any problems. Then she took her four children to visit the abandoned houses in the village.

Construction of Song Zhang's house has already started, and a manager has been sent to supervise the work. The foundation has been completed.

Many residential plots in the village have been bought by wealthy scholars and construction has begun now.

Only half a month had passed since Qin Yao left, but the entire Liujia Village had already become a scene of massive construction.

There were several outside construction teams, each with about ten people, and there were dozens of extra people walking around in the village.

Add to that the hundreds of workers in the stationery factory, and in the evening, a long queue of people could be formed when leaving Liujia Village.

Where there are people, there is development. Carpenter Liu’s tea shed has added the function of a restaurant, preparing lunch for the external construction teams every day, which can also add a considerable income.

As more people come to eat, the demand for dishes also increases. Now all the eggs from Grandma Wang’s family can be sold out in the village.

Qin Yao thought that if she could make the business of the ladies' box a success, Liujia Village would be close to getting out of poverty.

The four children always followed behind her and chattered. Qin Yao thought it was novel at first, but now she just found it noisy. She found a reason and sent the four siblings back home to do homework with their father.

He came to the stationery factory alone and called the managers of various departments to his office. He held a brief meeting on the development and improvement of the ladies' box and set up a research and development team headed by Yunniang to be specifically responsible for the development of the ladies' box.

The work is arranged and you can leave in style.

"Butler Qin!"

A familiar and pleasant female voice came from behind her. Qin Yao not only did not stop, but instead quickened her pace.

Yin Le hurriedly ran to catch up, but unfortunately Qin Yao was faster than her. She had no choice but to stop and shout:

"I have learned 780 words!"

Qin Yao slapped her forehead and cursed, "I'm going to die." She quickened her pace again and disappeared from Yin Le's sight in the blink of an eye.

She looked at the empty village road, but instead of feeling lost, she became more excited. It would be soon. Soon she would be able to become as fast as Steward Qin!

Thinking of this, Yin Le shivered with excitement, clenched his fists, turned around, and went back to the cafeteria to finish his finishing work.

She only has to work half a day every day, and can use the rest of the time to learn to read. Yin Le now simply loves this job as a cafeteria handyman.

Over there.

Qin Yao strode into the house with a sullen face, pushed aside Liu Ji who was fawning over her, walked around the four children who were deep in thought while doing their homework, passed the relatives who were working in the backyard, and headed straight for the vegetable garden.

"Awang!"

There was a loud noise behind him, and the dung scoop in Awang's hand trembled slightly, almost spilling a few drops.

He put down the dung shovel steadily, turned around, and looked at the woman in front of him with confusion, who was standing with her hands on her hips and glaring at him.

"What's the matter?" Awang asked.

If Qin Yao hadn't seen his shaking dung bucket just now, she would have been fooled by his innocent look.

Qin Yao asked angrily: "Why did you teach her so many words?"

Awang: "She learns quickly."

Qin Yao took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "She learns quickly, so you teach quickly?!"

Awang nodded: "Yes, is there a problem?"

Qin Yao: “.”

Awang seemed to have no idea why she was so angry. He stood up and said seriously:

"Yin Le is very smart, learns calligraphy quickly, has a good memory, and can endure hardships. Although she is a little older, she has the aptitude to learn martial arts. Madam, you might want to give it a try."

Qin Yao couldn't believe that these words actually came from Awang's mouth. She narrowed her eyes and felt that she had to re-examine the piece of wood in front of her.

Awang could naturally sense her change in mood, and before Qin Yao could ask, he said:

"Madam, don't think too much. Yin Le and I are friends."

Afraid that Qin Yao would not believe him, Awang added, "Although we didn't say it, I can feel that she thinks I am the same as her."

They are all people who have gradually awakened from their loss of self and confusion.

(End of this chapter)