Shi Qingluo did not affect him and went out to help Xiao's mother and others clean up.
He was busy until the afternoon. After dinner, Shi Qingluo returned to Xiao Hanzheng's room and found a storybook to read.
After watching for a while, Xiao Hanzheng woke up.
He didn't know if it was because he drank Shi Qingluo's so-called sugar water and the porridge, but he felt less weak at this moment.
He was now able to prop himself up and half sit up.
Seeing Shi Qing reading a storybook, he asked, "Can you read?"
He didn't despise Shi Qingluo, but was surprised.
There are no literate women in the village, and it is difficult for boys to go to school.
Shi Qingluo looked away from the storybook and looked at him, "Yes!"
"I learned it from the old Taoist master when I was in the Taoist temple."
The old Taoist priest actually taught the original body and four other Taoist children to read.
She added, "When the Taoist priest is refining the elixir, we have to help record the time when the furnace is opened, the changes in the process, the time when the furnace is closed, etc."
The Taoist priest focused on teaching the two boys. The original body and the other girl were mainly doing odd jobs. They only knew common and simple words, which were not many.
Her grandfather liked ancient literature. When she was young, she was rebellious, so her grandfather took her home and asked her to copy scriptures or ancient texts with a brush every day to calm her mind.
So she not only recognizes most traditional Chinese characters, but can also write them down.
This joke of Laodao is really useful. You can put anything on him. Give yourself a thumbs up for your wit.
Xiao Hanzheng half believed it, "So that's how it is."
He tried to find a topic to chat about, "Is this story book good?"
Shi Qingluo curled his lips in disdain, "Not very good, the bloody routine of the young lady and the scholar meeting is too disgusting."
In the past, when she had free time, she would read novels to pass the time. She didn’t use the same routine as the ancient novels, but she no longer uses the same routine as the modern novels.
"Then why are you watching so intently?" Xiao Hanzheng laughed.
Shi Qingluo yawned and said, "I'm bored, so I just read this to kill time."
She looked at him with a half-smile, "Do you like reading this kind of storybook?"
He looked as if to say, "You are actually this kind of Xiao Hanzheng, I must have misjudged you."
Xiao Hanzheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "This is the book I copied from the county town before I passed out. I don't like reading it myself."
Shi Qingluo actually felt that he didn't seem like the type of person who would like to read this kind of storybook.
“It turns out it’s used to make money.”
She then asked, "Why don't you write it yourself? It should make more money than copying books."
Xiao Hanzheng said helplessly: "I don't understand the love between these scholars and ladies, and I don't like this kind of plot, so I can't write it."
He chose to copy the script because the pay was higher.
Shi Qingluo touched his chin and asked, "Which part do you like?"
"What do you want to express?" Xiao Hanzheng always felt that there was something else behind her words.
Shi Qingluo said: "I can help you provide ideas, conceive the plot and the storyline, and you can polish it."
Xiao Hanzheng raised his eyebrows, "You know a lot about the love stories between scholars and ladies?"
It doesn’t look like it!
Shi Qing rolled his eyes at him and said, "You think too much. What I meant is that we can write about other topics."
"For example, cultivating immortals." She has read many novels and watched TV dramas about cultivating immortals.
She didn't want to copy others. She felt that she could come up with a lot of plots. Even if she hadn't eaten pork, she had seen pigs run.
She had never been in a relationship before, so if she wanted to try marriage with Xiao Hanzheng, they would have to have something in common to talk about before they could get along well and develop a relationship.
If we do the same thing together, it will be easier to find topics to talk about and get along more naturally.
That's why I suggested Xiao Hanzheng try writing a storybook.
When she was young, she was a top student and a school bully. She had beaten up all the boys and girls who bullied their classmates, so no boy dared to pursue her.
After graduating from university, she went against her parents' wishes and not only did not go to work in a company, but instead joined the Agricultural Science Research Institute.
My mind is focused on research and I don’t have the time and energy to talk.
Xiao Hanzheng was stunned for a moment, "Cultivating immortals?"
Shi Qingluo nodded, "Yes, for example, the protagonist is a country boy who suddenly has an adventure one day and then embarks on the journey of cultivating immortals."
Xiao Hanzheng was somewhat interested. "Tell me about it in detail. I should be able to write this."
He can accept this type of subject matter, but he really cannot accept those love stories between a scholar and a lady, or a scholar and a fairy.
Shi Qingluo started chatting with Xiao Hanzheng.
The two didn't stop until there was a knock on the door.
When Shi Qingluo opened the door, he saw Xiao's mother coming in holding a quilt.
Mother Xiao smiled gently at Shi Qingluo and said, "Zheng'er has woken up. There is no need for Baili, Erlang and I to keep watch at night. I've brought your blanket over."
In Xiao's mother's view, the two have already gotten married, so it is natural for the couple to live together.
"Okay, thank you, mother." Shi Qingluo also knew what she meant.
And there is actually no other room in this house that can be lived in.
This was the original house of the Xiao family, with only two rooms for living.
Originally, Xiao's mother and her daughter lived in one room, and Xiao Hanzheng and Erlang lived in another.
The day before she got married, Xiao's mother asked someone to separate a small room in their own room for Erlang to live in.
It was impossible for Shi Qingluo to live with Xiao's mother and others, and it was even more impossible for him to force himself to live in the woodshed.
Anyway, she and Xiao Hanzheng have already gotten married. Although they didn't have a wedding ceremony, they have a marriage certificate, which is equivalent to a marriage certificate today.
Since you are husband and wife, you still need to try the marriage. No matter whether you get divorced in the future or not, there is nothing wrong in living together.
Anyway, before she agrees, Xiao Hanzheng can forget about doing anything to her, otherwise she will smash his head.
The smile on Xiao's mother's face deepened, "You're welcome, we're a family."
Xiao Hanzheng didn't expect Shi Qingluo would agree to live in the same room with him.
Thinking that there was really no other place to live at home, she would not force herself to sleep in the woodshed with her personality.
But even if she wanted to sleep in the woodshed, they would not agree.
He suddenly wondered, would she choose to sleep on Erlang's couch at night, or sleep in the same bed with him? Of course, he couldn't let his wife sleep on the couch, he was just curious.
Xiao's mother put the quilt on the inside of Xiao Hanzheng's bed.
I told him, "When you get better, go and thank the clan leader and others in person. They took great care of your family when you were unconscious."
"The old mansion didn't make trouble today because the clan leader was here."
It is also possible that it was because of Qing Luoluo that the two shrews did not come.
Otherwise, if it were any other time, the people from the old house would definitely come over to make trouble or occupy a table for the banquet.
Of course, she didn’t tell this to her son, as it would be bad if he misunderstood Qing Luo as a tigress.
Qing Luo was gentle and kind, and was forced to take action by those extreme guys.
Yes, that's it.
Xiao Hanzheng nodded, "I should go and thank him."
In his previous life, whether before or after the separation of the family, the clan leader and others gave him and his family a lot of help.
He always remembered these favors.
He did repay it in the previous life, but this life is for this life only, so he will still repay it.
When he heard Xiao's mother mention the old house again, his originally gentle eyes turned cold.
Next chapter at 16:00~~ I will work hard tomorrow at 12:00 noon and post both chapters~~ (End of this chapter)
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