Qiao Lian'er had never heard such harsh words before, especially coming from her brother who had doted on her since childhood; she couldn't even imagine it.
Her eyes widened, her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a single word.
Qiao Chaoheng's heart softened, he sighed, and gently pulled her into his arms.
"Brother's words were a bit harsh and frightened Lian'er. Please apologize to Lian'er."
"But we've already come this far, and Father has resigned from his official post. We can only go back when a great opportunity arises. My brother has failed the imperial examinations for three years and doesn't know what the future holds. All of this depends on Lian'er."
"Lian'er only suffers a little bit of hardship, but it will benefit the whole family. Everyone will not forget your contribution. From now on, we will treat you like an ancestor. You can do whatever you want."
"Lian'er, be good and don't be willful, okay?"
Qiao Lian'er felt as if she were standing on a rocking boat, surrounded by bottomless water, constantly being battered by waves. There was no way to retreat to shore, only to grit her teeth and continue forward.
Once she agreed to do it to contribute to her family, there was no turning back.
The whole family's hopes rest on her shoulders.
He swallowed all the bitterness and struggle, and nodded with difficulty.
During dinner, Qiao Yunni glanced at Qiao Lian'er's hand and said, "Lian'er, you're used to using your right hand now."
It seems like just a few days ago, Lian'er started practicing using his right hand, and now he's just as skilled as everyone else.
“Mother, I always use my right hand,” Qiao Lian’er said.
They exchanged glances, sensing that there was something fishy going on.
"That's right, Lian'er always uses his right hand. He's been like this since he was little. Remember that well."
Grandma Qiao tapped the table to emphasize.
Everyone realized that since both of them were saying this, it must be very useful, so they just had to stick to it.
“Yes, I remember it clearly as her mother. She used her right hand to wield the sickle,” Qiao Yunni said.
Before going to sleep, Qiao Lian'er applied medicine to her left wrist again. The scar left from chopping wood had almost disappeared.
And all the things she lost will appear in that Qiao Lian'er.
Now, she has made all the necessary preparations and is just waiting to face the coming storm.
There are only three days left until the long-distance communication feature is unlocked.
Soon, she will be able to learn about the Pei family directly, without having to face the risks involved in delivering letters.
At this moment, at the Qiao family's house at the east end of the village, Qiao Lian'er had thin cloth wrapped around her left wrist and right heel, and she was clumsily using her left hand to pick up food.
She had been pampered since childhood and was not used to these things. She was also injured and in a bad mood.
I couldn't even pick up a piece of tofu in half a day.
Mrs. Qiao couldn't bear to see it, but considering the family business, she could only ask her daughter to suffer.
"Lian'er, be patient, we still have time. A letter just arrived from the capital saying that the great battle has just ended, and the Emperor is busy dealing with affairs in the north and is also overwhelmed by the Pei family's matter. The rewards have not yet been decided."
"So, it's perfectly fine to wait until you're proficient with your left hand and the wound has healed."
Qiao Lian'er trained again and again with tears in her eyes.
Master Qiao glanced at Qiao Lian'er, his face showing considerable displeasure: "You're not a child anymore, yet you cry over such a small thing. Look at the girls in the village, which one of them doesn't have a few scrapes and bruises on their bodies? They're all fine, aren't they? With your mentality, how can you shoulder important responsibilities?"
His resignation from his official post and coming here to wait was a gamble in itself; if he lost, he would have no hope for the rest of his life.
This was the first time Qiao Lian'er had seen her father so stern with her. She shrugged, swallowed her bitterness, and tried her best to adapt.
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