Old Liu's heart skipped a beat. He thought of Yinxia's matter, his steps slowed, and he cursed his wife in his heart: "It's all because of this stupid woman. Now I'm so ashamed to face her aunt!"
Liang Shuyan led Old Liu to a small stool in the warehouse and said with a smile, "Uncle, sit down. I want to discuss something with you. Of course, don't be nervous. It's all about the children!"
As Liang Shuyan spoke, she sat down on a stool to the side, smiling broadly.
"I want to ask about Yinxia's situation. What are your plans? I ran into Madam Jiang today. Logically, I shouldn't get involved in this matter, but Madam Jiang came to me for help, so I can't refuse. Yinxia's belly is getting bigger every day. Even if she takes medicine to abort it, it will inevitably have negative effects on her future. So, what do you think? Just agree to Yinxia's marriage to Fatty. Fatty is a good kid!"
"Yes, I was thinking about it too, but my wife has been acting strangely ever since she came back last time. She's been cursing Jiang Shi, and I can't say anything to her. I'll try to talk her out when I get back today. As for Yinxia's matter, I still owe her aunt an apology. I'm sorry!"
Old Liu blushed and didn't dare to lift his head, but kept rubbing his clothes with both hands. Liang Shuyan laughed and said, "Forget it, it's all in the past. I didn't hold it against you. Let's not mention it again."
"Okay, Auntie, I'm going to get to work now!"
Since arriving at the teahouse, Old Liu has been diligent and conscientious. Now, he not only manages the warehouse accounts but also oversees the management of the workers in the workshop. Liang Shuyan is quite satisfied with this. She coughed and said, "Old Liu, starting this month, I'll give you an extra 5 coins. Keep up the good work!"
Upon hearing this, Old Liu happily replied, "Okay, sure!"
Inside the school, a group of children were gathered together noisily. It was recess time. Zhao Heng squatted outside, his eyes fixed on Wang Xuehua, who was not far away. She was wearing a light pink dress and holding a sickle, cutting grass in the field.
Her figure was like a fairy maiden descending from the sky, charming and beautiful. Speaking of Wang Xuehua, she had frequent contact with Liang Shuyan, but apart from that, she didn't seem to have much contact with the people in the village.
Wang Daikui, carrying a load of grass on his back, laboriously placed it little by little onto the cart. He bent over and seemed to say something to Wang Xuehua before quickly leaving.
Zhao Heng was a little curious, so he walked over and quietly stood behind her without her noticing.
As soon as Wang Xuehua turned around, she saw Zhao Heng. Like a frightened little rabbit, she hurriedly said, "Young Master Magistrate!"
Zhao Heng had always thought Ru Yan was very pretty, but he overlooked the fact that Wang Xuehua was actually a great beauty. She had big eyes, a high nose, black hair, fair skin, and red lips, and she was somewhat shy.
She whispered, "Young Master Magistrate, shouldn't you be teaching at the school? Why are you here?"
Zhao Heng coughed and waved his hand: "What county magistrate's son? My name is Zhao Heng, just call me Zhao Heng. I saw you cutting grass here and wanted to lend you a hand. Is that alright?"
Wang Xuehua glanced at Zhao Heng and surprisingly didn't refuse, nodding: "As long as you don't mind that this job is dirty, just help me out!"
Zhao Heng is indeed the son of a county magistrate. He used to be someone who never lifted a finger, but now, after being trained at Liang Shuyan's house, he can do most chores and does them quite well.
So Zhao Heng bundled up the grass that Wang Xuehua had cut and neatly placed it aside.
Wang Xuehua turned around in surprise: "You, you can even do this? I thought the magistrate's son couldn't do anything, I didn't expect that?"
Not far away, Wang Daikui arrived and suddenly noticed a man helping his daughter Wang Xuehua with her work. Just as he was about to shout, he realized that the man standing in the field was actually the magistrate's son. He moved his lips slightly but didn't say a word. He quickly walked over with a sickle in his hand.
"Oh dear, isn't this the magistrate's son? How could we trouble you to come and cut grass for our house? Please stop. If the magistrate sees us, wouldn't I be in a terrible position?"
Wang Daikui was an honest and simple man in the village, but Zhao Heng was surprised by his eloquence. Zhao Heng looked embarrassed and said, "It's nothing. I just saw Xuehua was busy by herself and I was free anyway, so I came to help."
"Well, now that you're here, I'll head back!"
Wang Daikui hesitated for a moment and then asked, "By the way, young master of the county magistrate, may I also let my Xuehua become a female teacher? My Xuehua knows a lot of things!"
Wang Xuehua grabbed Wang Daikui's arm: "Father, what are you saying? Xuehua doesn't know anything either. How can she teach at the school? Wouldn't that be misleading the students? I don't want to!"
Zhao Heng glanced at Wang Xuehua and said with some doubt, "This Wang Xuehua, it is said, is not very educated. How can she teach? This Wang Daikui really can say anything. However, if she thinks this way, then she is probably not that bad."
"Okay, I'll go back and tell Lizheng about this. If Lizheng agrees, there will definitely be an entrance exam. We'll just have Xuehua come over then!"
Wang Daikui said happily, "Thank you, young master. This way, Xuehua can go to the school to teach. Xuehua's studies will not have been in vain!"
When he got home, Zhao Heng told Liang Shuyan about it.
Liang Shuyan then exclaimed in surprise, "Oh dear, how could I forget about Xuehua? This child was originally created by the system, so she is naturally an elf infused with a lot of knowledge. Perhaps she really can teach?"
She had never told anyone that the snowflakes were part of the system spirit.
Liang Shuyan nodded: "Yes, by the way, Xuehua reads quite a lot of books, and she is upright, filial and sensible, which is also good. I'll go and discuss it with Lizheng. If it's possible, let Xuehua come to the school to teach the children. As the number of children in the school increases, Mr. Su can't handle it all by himself."
Mr. Su?
Liang Shuyan suddenly thought of Mr. Su's daughter, Su Qiaoqiao. She hadn't visited Su Qiaoqiao since she returned, and she wondered what was wrong with Mr. Su's health.
Liang Shuyan asked Daya to prepare some eggs, fruit, and tea before heading towards Mr. Su's small house.
At the doorway, two children were playing with wooden swords. When they saw Liang Shuyan come in, they were so frightened that they hid back inside and didn't dare to come out.
Su Qiaoqiao realized she had been invited and quickly came out: "Oh, it's Auntie! You've come all this way, what are you carrying? Come in, please!"
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