Awang explained: "She taught me how to braid hair, and I taught her how to read."
Added: "Si Niang always braids her hair when she goes to school now. Hasn't Madam noticed?"
Qin Yao was startled, "Didn't Li help to compile it?"
Mrs. Li, who was busy in the kitchen, was suddenly called out and quickly stuck her head out to explain, "Madam, it was Steward Awang who braided Miss Fourth's hair these days."
Qin Yao took a deep breath. It was indeed a mediocre story.
Awang said: "Children also know how to judge others. Children who are well-dressed and more exquisitely dressed are less likely to be bullied."
Qin Yao openly helped the county magistrate Song Zhang. Although the Ding family would not do anything openly, it did not prevent them from causing trouble in the school secretly.
Qin Yao's face darkened, but she was not angry. Instead, she looked unusually confused.
This was also her first time raising kids, and she didn’t know how to raise them well. She relied on imitation for everything, but in fact, it was not the same thing at all.
Every family's situation is different, and every child's personality is different; there is no one-size-fits-all template.
Awang said: "They won't go too far. This little thing can be used as a test to let the four brothers and sisters know that human hearts are treacherous."
Qin Yao understood what Awang meant, that he didn't want adults to interfere.
She looked calm, "I'm not going to interfere, but I think it's time to have a short family meeting."
You didn't even tell adults about the problem. You really deserve a beating!
Awang turned around and looked in the direction of the village well. The laughter of Erlang and Si Niang could be heard from a long distance away, which showed how much fun they were having.
The poor kids didn't know that a disaster was about to happen. Awang silently lit a row of candles for the four brothers and sisters.
But he should be able to escape tonight. After all, the county magistrate and others haven't left yet, and Qin Yao won't choose this time to hold a short "beat the kid" meeting.
Song Zhang and others left the seedling nursery very late. It was already very late and it was too late to rush back to the county town.
However, the village could not accommodate so many people, so the village heads who lived closer went back first, and those who stayed farther away lived in Carpenter Liu's homestay.
The concept of homestay was known to people outside Liujia Village for the first time.
As for Song Zhang, he didn't go to anyone's house and didn't take anyone with him. He stopped Dalang and his four siblings who were going home for dinner and followed them to Qin Yao's house.
After entering the house, he looked like he was very familiar with the family. He first went to the kitchen to see Li, and then went to the chicken coop in the backyard to see Xiao Laifu. As the previous owner of the house, he asked if they were used to coming here.
Seeing that they were all having a good time and the food was served, Li took little Lai Fu away and returned to the main room to eat.
His white cotton shirt and trousers were already dirty and caked with mud.
Dalang was a considerate child. With one part admiration, three parts respect and six parts politeness, he took out a set of clean clothes for Liu Ji and asked him to change into them.
Dirty muddy clothes will not dry quickly the next day after washing, so just hang them up. When you get up tomorrow, rub off the mud, shake them out and you can wear them.
After putting on Liu Ji's coarse cloth clothes, Song Zhang looked more down-to-earth. If he didn't say it, no one would know that he was still a county magistrate.
Song Zhang was not at all arrogant. He cared about the children's interests and homework, which made Dalang and his siblings flattered.
Si Niang said directly: "Sir, you really don't look like an official."
Song Zhang asked with a smile: "I am one, but I don't look like one, so how can I look like an official?"
Si Niang blinked her eyes boldly, and seeing that no one stopped her, she knew she could speak freely, so she stood up, stuck out her belly, touched her chin with her hand, and started walking with a figure-eight step.
"He has a fat belly, touches his beard, his eyes must be looking at the roof, and his chin must not be facing the ground. When he sees someone, he must shout: You are so bold and unruly, kneel down when you see me!"
The little girl's performance was so funny that Erlang and Sanlang couldn't help laughing out loud.
Dalang's mouth curled up as well, and he wanted to laugh but held it back.
Only the adults at the dinner table remained silent and could not laugh at all.
Song Zhang sighed, forced a smile, and told Si Niang that not all officials were like the ones she played.
"Xiao Si Niang, you have to believe that there are still more good people in this world."
Si Niang nodded, she believed it.
The little girl explained, "Uncle County Magistrate, please don't be angry. I am playing a bad guy, not a good guy like you."
Song Zhang touched the intricate bun on her head and thought that the little girl was so smart and cute.
I don’t know how a fierce mother like Qin Yao could raise such a good kid.
Song Zhang was already full, so he propped up his chin and asked, "What kind of husband do you want to marry when you grow up?"
Qin Yao coughed twice, and a dangerous warning look immediately swept over him, almost materializing and stabbing him to death.
Song Zhang quickly changed the question: "What does Si Niang want to do when she grows up?"
Si Niang smiled and said loudly: "When I grow up, I will overthrow all the bad officials who bully the people!"
Song Zhang was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was just a naive joke by a child, and said coaxingly:
"Then you have to be a patrol censor."
Si Niang asked in surprise: "What is a patrol censor?"
Song Zhang explained: "The duty of the inspector censor is to inspect the local areas on behalf of the emperor, report major events and make decisions on minor matters. They are also called 'inspector censors' and are responsible for supervising officials in prefectures, counties and roads. They are a small position of the seventh rank but can impeach officials of the second and third ranks. They have great power despite their low position."
Si Niang listened attentively, repeating every word Song Zhang said over and over again in her mouth, as if she wanted to remember the powers and responsibilities of the Inspector-General deeply in her heart.
Song Zhang stayed at Qin Yao's house for one night. The next morning, he went to see the watermelon field and left after lunch.
Before leaving, each village tried several times, hoping to take watermelons from Liujia Village and plant them back home.
Those who have seen it outside know that the consumption of this thing in the summer is huge and it is certain that a lot of money can be made.
Song Zhang also wanted to let other villages give it a try, but Qin Yao didn't agree.
As if she knew he would bring it up again, Qin Yao didn't even come to have lunch with them. The only people she faced the whole time were the village chief, the clan leader, and Liu Dafu.
Of course Liu Dafu avoided the question and said that growing bitter melon was different from growing rice.
One is basic survival guarantee. People will die without food.
But it is a job that can fill your pockets.
When other people's pockets are full, your pockets are empty.
Besides, if you don’t have it, you’ll just be a little poorer, but no one will die.
But if all their money-making businesses were given to others, what would happen to the people in Liujia Village?
Liu Dafu didn't dare to make the decision on this matter. Even with the county magistrate in charge, he couldn't make the decision, otherwise the villagers would kill him.
The heads of the towns did not want to give up so easily. Since they could not get the method of growing blanched melon for the village, they had to learn it for their own families.
It was at this time that the village chief, as if he was annoyed by the pestering, suddenly started coughing violently and told the head of Jinshi Town that he planned to resign as village chief and let the promising young people in the village replace him.
When the village chief said this, everyone was so shocked that they forgot about the recipe for growing bitter melon. (End of this chapter)
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