You're back?
"Is my mother asleep?"
"My godmother said she's going to make tofu with your aunt tomorrow, so we have to get up early. She seems very happy."
As Wang Jiao lay in bed, recalling the glint in Yan Shi's eyes when she said those words, a slight smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
"That's great, what about you?"
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"Are you busy tomorrow?"
"Li Qingjing, that kid, said he would take me for a walk around the village."
“Whose child is he? He’s fifteen and you’re ten. I have to call him brother.”
"Hey, why did you hit me?"
"Teach them a lesson so they'll remember it."
Li Qingyao couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
It was as if suddenly, the sky was high and the clouds were wide. The wind was gentle, people were lovely, and everything was welcoming.
What are your plans?
"The Li family seems to be doing quite well now. The food is delicious, and the people are fun. What do you think about them growing up and making tofu with everyone?"
Li Qingyao was stunned, not expecting Wang Jiao to think that way.
"Uncle Ming said that the old lady hopes that I can win back the battles that the Li family lost in the officialdom."
"How can we win? We are currently just criminals. Although we act like ordinary people, everyone knows what our situation is. We can't participate in the scientific expedition."
"His Majesty is old. If the Crown Prince ascends the throne, he will surely grant a general amnesty. Perhaps we can be pardoned as well. We must make sure we are fully prepared. If that day really comes, I will definitely make a name for myself in this officialdom."
The boy had delicate and handsome features, still retaining a touch of childishness, with bright and spirited eyes, and a heart full of ambition.
"If that day ever comes, I will help you."
Wang Jiao's eyes were deep and his appearance was childlike and very innocent. He gently pressed one hand to his chest, his heart pounding like a drum, and his blood was surging for these words.
So, that's what he was looking forward to too.
Yan and Li Qingyao treated him like family, and the Li family treated him no differently. Even when they questioned Li Qingyao harshly that day, they did not treat him coldly.
So he quite liked the Li family, a place where he could feel family affection again after a long time.
Li Qingyao had anticipated Wang Jiao's response, and his expression softened further. Wang Jiao was clear about his likes and dislikes; if he harbored hatred, he would retaliate fiercely, and if he loved, he would repay it with boundless generosity.
"Tomorrow, let's erect a monument for your family."
Wang Jiao nodded. Now that he was in stable condition, it was time to let his parents and sister rest in peace.
I had a good night's sleep.
At four o'clock in the morning, the courtyard next door was already bustling with activity.
Yan had also washed and dressed early, even wrapping her hair neatly with a cloth.
Together with Liu Yun, they busied themselves in the courtyard, helping to make tofu.
Li Qingyao awoke amidst the noise, lazily turning over in bed. Yesterday he was in prison, and this morning he was back in the everyday world.
Wang Jiao opened his eyes, as if he had just had a long and beautiful dream, which made him quite reluctant to leave.
"Brother Yao, is there such a thing as reincarnation?"
"have."
Li Qingyao's voice was lazy as he rolled around in bed.
"That's good. I dreamt that my father, mother, and sister have all been reincarnated and came to say goodbye to me last night."
"Is that so? Then let's burn more paper money today, hoping that in their next life they can live in a paradise, free from worries."
"good."
Wang Jiao responded with his eyes closed, his face buried in the blanket.
It's already the eleventh month of winter, and the mornings are chilly.
The men were grinding grain and carrying water. The women were tending the fire and pressing tofu.
Liu Yun was leading Yan Shi, using a short-handled wooden spoon to scoop the boiled and stirred soy milk into a mold.
Hot grout was poured in, then sealed up, and then weighed down with heavy stones.
The two women quickly became sweaty from their busy work, as did the others around them.
Liu Yun, with her sharp eyes, noticed Li Qingyao and Wang Jiao coming out from next door and quickly called them over while she went back to the kitchen to get two bowls.
After adding sugar to the bowls, I picked up a wooden spoon, scooped out two bowls of soy milk, and handed them to the two children.
"Yao'er, Jiao'er, quickly try it. Mother just drank some too, and it's delicious."
Yan boasted that she drank the beverage herself, and the taste was simply amazing!
Soy milk has now become her number one favorite drink.
The two thanked Liu Yun before picking up their bowls and slowly savoring the food.
"It has a rich bean flavor and is very sweet."
"Auntie even added sugar."
"Haha, this is my first time drinking it. It tastes better with sugar." Liu Yun herself really likes sweet things.
Wang Jiao was very satisfied with this soy milk, just like the tofu feast yesterday, it was delicious and he never got tired of it.
I never expected that the liquid from ground soybeans could taste so delicious! With sugar added, it's sweet and just the way he likes it! I love it!
The old lady is truly a treasure.
Li Qingyao also liked it. It had been a long time since she had eaten anything sweet, and she had almost forgotten what sweets tasted like. Turns out, they were so sweet.
Looking at his mother's radiant smile, Li Qingyao's heart swelled with sweetness.
The sky was bright.
Then some clansmen carried the pressed tofu out of the Li family home, rushing to deliver it to the restaurants that had placed orders.
People come and go in the house, yet everything is in perfect order.
There were reasons why Pan Jinhua placed her hopes for scientific research on Li Qingyao.
If the Li family wants to rise to power, they absolutely cannot give up their official career.
However, among the younger generation of the collateral branches of the Li family, few are academically gifted.
Take her family for example. Li Qingzhang had already grown up, but his education was average. Even before the Li family fell into decline, he was already preparing to handle the household affairs.
Li Qing was also like that; Pan Jinhua still hadn't figured out where he would be most suitable, but he was indeed an obedient child.
The brothers Li Qingduan and Li Qingyi are not good at writing, but they practiced martial arts for a while and have a decent foundation. They are also working on their physical fitness now. If Li Qingyao has a good chance of studying in the future, they will have the brothers serve as his bodyguards.
Li Qingtong has a high talent for martial arts, and Pan Jinhua has some expectations for him. Now she also has Li Xuchang press him to study, because one cannot practice martial arts without being cultured.
Li Qingjun? He's still young and focuses on his studies.
Therefore, the only one the Li family can find who has any hope in terms of education is Li Qingyao.
Pan Jinhua had watched many TV dramas. In ancient times, only those with power could live a good life; simply having money wasn't enough!
As for the Li family's turnaround, she wasn't worried.
She had farmed for decades in the previous world, and now that she was in Lingnan, if she achieved some success, the imperial court should reward her.
Agriculture is the foundation of the nation; when the foundation is firm, the nation is at peace.
If a method to increase grain production were to emerge, the emperor, unless he were foolish, would certainly reward such a person.
If it's not a sure thing, waiting a few more years won't hurt. She can wait until the new emperor ascends the throne and then find a way to present the method of increasing grain production as a congratulatory gift. The Li family will surely turn their fortunes around.
Pan Jinhua had many thoughts on this, but the most important thing right now was to keep warm.
Pan Jinhua was a northerner in her previous life. She had traveled to the south and even went to Sanya in the winter. However, the original body of her in this life had never been to the south.
When I first arrived in Lingnan, I was misled by its temperature, thinking that Lingnan was the same as Sanya.
As a result, the weather has plummeted in the past few days, and Pan Jinhua has experienced firsthand the lame joke that people from the South used to say about using one's righteous spirit to ward off the cold.
Winter in the South: Hehehe.
Pan Jinhua: I've already confessed, please let me go.
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