Seeing his daughter like this, Old Man Wang knew that she knew what was going on, so he didn't ask any more questions.
He was thinking about other things at the moment. He frowned and hesitated for a moment, then said to his daughter, "Miao Miao, Dad plans to donate the waterwheel to the county magistrate. What do you think?"
"Huh?" Surprise flashed in Wang Miaomiao's eyes.
"Miao Miao, our village isn't the only one suffering from drought. This waterwheel can save a lot of crops. If other villages had this waterwheel, their harvests would be better too. So Dad wants to..."
Old Man Wang was explaining his thoughts, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Wang Miaomiao.
"Dad, your idea is very good, I have no objection." She smiled, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and said: "However, Mr. Lin has also helped a lot with the waterwheel manufacturing technique. I think I should let him know about this matter, and then we can proceed according to your ideas."
After hearing his daughter's words, Father Wang nodded and said, "Of course I will go to the Lin family with you tomorrow and tell Mr. Lin about this."
"Okay." Wang Miaomiao said.
After the two of them finished talking, she went to deal with the sika deer she had brought back, carefully removing the antlers and putting them aside.
At this moment, Li walked into the yard with a sullen face, followed by a dusty Wang Yi. It was probably the time when the village school had just finished.
It was rare for Old Man Wang to see his wife angry. He glanced at his son, who looked silent and guilty, and said, "Mother, what's wrong? What trouble has Yi'er gotten into again?"
"snort!"
Mrs. Li snorted coldly at what she heard and said, "Today I went to the village school and ran into Mr. Lin. He told me that he hadn't remembered anything from his lessons in months. How could I not be angry?"
She tilted her head and asked, "Wang Yi, what do you do every day in the village school?"
Wang Yi stood in the corner with his head down, not saying a word.
Hearing this, Old Man Wang patted Li in a comforting gesture and asked, "Yier, what's going on? Can't you remember anything that Mr. Lin taught in the village school?"
Wang Yi lowered his head, his expression unclear, facing his father's questioning. After a long moment, he explained, "Dad, Mom, I don't want to do this either, but I get sleepy when I hear people reading. I... can't remember what they're saying."
Li said, "Yier, I don't ask you to learn well, so forget it if you can't remember it, but why are you making trouble in the village school?"
Hearing this, Wang Yi looked up at Li. Seeing his mother's serious expression, he stumbled and said, "It was in the village school... They were playing with me..."
Seeing his troubled son's expression, Father Wang waved his hand helplessly and said, "That's enough! Go back to your room and repent. Reflect on your mistakes."
Wang Yi looked up at his father and went back to his room obediently.
After the family finished their meal, Wang Miaomiao looked at Wang Yi who was still in the room. It didn't seem like Mrs. Li was planning to secretly deliver food to her brother this time, so she sighed.
This family still depends on her!
In the dead of night, Wang Miaomiao sneaked into Wang Yi's room. Seeing that the room was dark and she couldn't see clearly, she said, "Brother, where are you?"
Wang Yi heard the sound and walked to the window. Seeing her listless and decadent appearance, he asked, "Why are you here?"
"Why else? I'm bringing you food. Take it." Wang Miaomiao didn't say any more nonsense. She walked over in the moonlight outside the window and handed him the steamed bun.
When she saw Wang Yi take it, she turned and walked out, and vaguely heard a "thank you" from behind her.
Wang Miaomiao smiled when she heard the voice, thinking that he still had some conscience!
She returned to her room and began to sit cross-legged on the bed, practicing the Concentration Diagram in the moonlight from the window.
Tempered by the cold, a sleepless night.
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The next day.
Old Man Wang and Wang Miaomiao went to the Lin family early, and Wang Miaomiao was carrying a basket in her hand.
Boom boom boom——
Old Man Wang went forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, the wooden door opened and Mrs. Lin stepped aside to let the father and daughter into the yard.
Lin Xiucai came out of the room and saw the two people in the courtyard. He was a little surprised and said, "Captain Wang, do you want to talk to me about something?"
As he spoke, he asked the two of them to sit on the wooden bench in the yard.
Wang Miaomiao sat down with Old Man Wang and listened to Old Man Wang tell Lin Xiucai that he planned to donate the waterwheel to the county magistrate.
Lin Xiucai nodded after hearing this and said, "This is a good thing. Village Chief Wang, you can do whatever you want. I still have the book. I will copy down the recipe and give it to you later."
"It's just..." Lin Xiucai said, and hesitated for a moment as he thought of something. He explained, "We need to find an artist to draw the illustrations in full."
Old Man Wang frowned slightly when he heard this.
"Mr. Lin, don't bother with this. I can draw it." Wang Miaomiao beside him assured.
Her painting skills were not outstanding, but she had drawn dresses for a while before. This waterwheel illustration was much simpler than that, so she was confident that she could draw it.
"Miao girl, come with me."
Hearing this, Mr. Lin took Wang Miaomiao to the Lin family study.
Lin Yu was reviewing his lessons in the study. When he saw his father bringing Wang Miaomiao in, surprise flashed in his eyes and he stopped reading.
Lin Xiucai: "Yu'er, you stand up first."
Lin Yu: "Okay."
Lin Xiucai spread out the paper and pen, prepared the ink, put the book aside and said, "Miao girl, you try it."
Wang Miaomiao nodded, sat upright on the chair, and after enlarging the illustration of the waterwheel in the book, she started to draw it bit by bit with a brush on the paper.
She didn't care about the gazes of Mr. Lin and his son, and wrote with exceptional stability.
Seeing this, Mr. Lin was impressed by the young girl. She was able to remain so calm. With such a character, there was no doubt that a man would achieve great things.
He gave his son a look, and the father and son came out of the study and went to the yard, leaving Wang Miaomiao a relatively quiet space to draw.
Old Man Wang was sitting in the yard. When he saw that Mr. Lin and his son came out but didn't see his daughter, he guessed that his daughter had started drawing inside, and a flash of pride flashed through his heart.
His daughter is becoming more and more capable.
Mr. Lin sat down in the courtyard and chatted with Old Man Wang. Lin Yu, who came out with a book in his hand, unconsciously kept his attention in the study, and his mind was no longer on the book in his hand.
Time passed quickly and the sun gradually rose.
The courtyard was getting a bit stuffy. Just then, there was a noise in the study. Wang Miaomiao came out and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, the waterwheel diagram has been drawn."
Lin Xiucai said, "Okay, I'll go and copy it."
After a while, Mr. Lin came out with the replica of the waterwheel manufacturing blueprint and handed it to Old Man Wang, saying, "Village Chief Wang, I'll give this blueprint to you."
Old Man Wang took the blueprint and said solemnly, "Okay, I will definitely present this blueprint to the county magistrate."
After saying this, he was about to call his daughter to say goodbye and leave.
Wang Miaomiao took out the basket she had brought with her and said to Lin Xiucai, "Mr. Lin, this is something I found while hunting yesterday. I'm giving it to you as a small token of my appreciation. I hope you don't mind."
She spoke sincerely, and without waiting for Mr. Lin to refuse, she left the basket and took Old Man Wang away.
On the way, Father Wang asked, "Miao Miao, what did you give me?"
"Just some venison and a small piece of velvet," she laughed.
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