In the evening of that day, Zhao Changqing told Mr. Su that the reason had been taken for leave, and early the next morning, he called Lai Fu to rent a carriage. Zhao Changqing and the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts were delivered to the Ling family.

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When the old lady Ling saw her coming alone, she warmly held her in her arms and smiled, "Why did my sister Qing come alone? Your mother didn't come with you?"

Zhao Changqing smiled, "Because the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, my mother is busy at home, and my father has to work in the garrison every day. I happened to be idle. My mother said that she had visited her grandfather and grandmother the day before yesterday, so she asked me to give Mid-Autumn Festival gifts to her grandfather and grandmother today. She also asked me to pay tribute to her grandfather and grandmother and ask her about her good things."

Old Mrs. Ling heard her little man say such a big trick, she found it interesting and laughed, "My girl is more sensible."

Mrs. Ling was excited when she was happy and laughed, "Isn't it? This child was liked by people at first sight. I told me that it was all because of studying. Is it because of studying? Is it reasonable for girls to read? You are a clear person at first sight. Girl Qing, did your mother tell you? Your fourth sister will accompany you to study together in the future."

Zhao Changqing showed an extremely happy look and said with a smile, "My mother told me yesterday that I was lonely studying alone. It's great to have my third sister and fourth sister. I've long wanted to find a companion." Seeing Mrs. Ling's face showing joy, Zhao Changqing smiled even deeper, "Today, except for sending Mid-Autumn Festival gifts to my grandmother, I came here for the fourth sister. Because the fourth sister had never studied before, I didn't know what to prepare. I had already drafted it, and it happened to be handed over to my aunt. When the fourth sister prepared everything, just go over. We sisters were already close, so it would be better to study together."

As he said that, Zhao Changqing pulled out a stack of square paper from his sleeve, spread his back and handed it to Mrs. Ling with both hands.

Mrs. Ling took it and saw that it was neatly written. She was immediately embarrassed and smiled, "I'm not very literate. Girl Qing, just read it for me." She also gave it to Zhao Changqing.

Zhao Changqing was afraid that Mrs. Ling would not understand, so he explained to her, "When you study, you have to write, a set of four treasures in the study, and a book about elementary school that the fourth sister read. Mr. Su said that it is better to learn the "Three Character Classic" first, so my eldest aunt also needs to buy the "Three Character Classic" for my fourth sister. Now I have to learn painting every day, and I also have to have a set of paints for painting. In addition to pigments, there are also white porcelain plates for pigments and little wolf hair pens for painting. When my aunt went to the pen shop, the store knew. You don't need to buy more small white porcelain plates, just buy five. In addition, the piano is too expensive, it costs more than ten taels per piece. Now my family doesn't afford it, so I will learn the flute first. The flute is not expensive, and a hundred dollars is enough. My eldest aunt will buy a flute for my fourth sister. The fourth sister of Go doesn't need to buy it. I already have it, so the sisters will use it together."

As Zhao Changqing read out the things he wanted to buy, the smile on Mrs. Ling's face gradually faded away, and Zhao Changqing smiled, "There is another thing. When I invited Mr. Su to his house, he would take food and accommodation, and clothes all year round. In this way, Mr. Su would take one or two taels of money a month. Now my mother told Mr. Su that the third sister and fourth sister were going to go, so she would ask Mr. Su to do her best. Mr. Su would only take one or two taels of money a month."

Mrs. Ling finally couldn't help but interrupted and asked, "Do you still have to get the money?"

Zhao Changqing took it for granted, "Of course there will be a break. Mr. Su is just for this bowl of rice. My aunt went out to inquire. The teacher who taught children outside was always closed like this."

Mrs. Ling said, "Didn't you already give the money when you hired the sir?"

Zhao Changqing smiled, "At that time, Mr. Su only taught me one of them, including food, accommodation, clothes and clothes for four seasons, and one tael a month? Now that my sisters and sisters study with me, they naturally have to pay more leave. In fact, my aunt thought about it, Mr. Su took one tael a month for my sake, and he asked for a lot of silver less than when he taught me to study. This is also because my mother said a lot of good things to Mr. Su, because everyone is familiar with me, Mr. Su didn't want much."

Mrs. Ling cried and spread her hands and said, "I just donated the money from my family to your uncle. Where do I get the money now?"

Zhao Changqing looked at Mrs. Ling's new cotton jacket, which was made of cotton cloth, but was made of new things. Whether Mrs. Ling was really poor or fake, Zhao Changqing said seriously, "Grandpa and uncle are scholars, and grandmother knows that studying is a waste of money. I didn't lie to my eldest aunt. If my eldest aunt thought it was too much, then the fourth sister would study articles, homework, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, wouldn't it be a money? But my eldest aunt loves her daughter and is just looking forward to the fourth sister becoming a talent. Like me, my family also squeezes out the money from the teeth. Mr. Su is a kind person. Seeing that my eldest aunt is a genuine relative, I really didn't speak much. If my eldest aunt doesn't believe it, just go out to inquire. There is no other family in the city at such a price."

The Zhao family had just lent the money Ling uncle Ling, and Mrs. Ling had to smile, "Of course I know this, hey, I didn't know how to burn money like this in the past. Seeing that your fourth sister is not as spiritual as you, I am afraid that I can't read a person even if I study. Now, for your uncle's mission, the whole family has been used up, and there is no more copper. Where can I study for your fourth sister? Since this is the case, let's forget it for now. When your uncle earns a salary, let your fourth sister go to study."

Zhao Changqing smiled, "What's the point? The fourth sister is not old and can't even have time to recite. When will the eldest aunt want to ask the fourth sister to study, just tell me that I will tell Mr. Su again."

Mrs. Ling smiled, "You are talking." She was suspicious and said, "I didn't hear your mother say that it was like this money."

Zhao Changqing laughed, "My mother said that when yesterday was lively, she was very happy that her uncle had a new mission. When the two aunts mentioned that it was a good thing for the third sister and fourth sister to study. How could she not respond as an aunt who was only happy for her nieces? This was also because my mother was careful and had inquired about everything before she sent me to tell my aunt. Otherwise, if she was not ready for school, she would have delayed her time and she would have to find a supplement."

Zhao Changqing is so smart, no matter whether Ling teaches at home or not, it is rare to just read people so simply and clearly. Mrs. Ling smiled and said to Mrs. Ling, "My sister's blessing is the best. My mother only looks at the girl Qing, and she compares the elder sister and the three of them."

Zhao Changqing laughed, "My mother always says that the elder sisters are sensible and capable at home."

Mrs. Ling smiled and had no intention of paying attention to Zhao Changqing anymore, saying, "I'll go to the kitchen to see if there is anything delicious? You can talk to your grandmother for a while."

Zhao Changqing smiled and said, "It's all my family. My aunt will cook whatever she eats on weekdays. Don't bother me."

Zhao Changqing said this, Mrs. Ling was not willing to treat her carelessly, and smiled and said, "How is this happening? My niece is a distinguished guest. You don't come often. My aunt must cook some specialties for you." After that, Mrs. Ling hurried away.

Zhao Changqing turned around and asked, "Grandma, why don't you see the sisters?"

"Your elder sister and the others followed your uncle to my grandmother's house." Old Mrs. Ling smiled and stroked her round face, and heard a sound from the inside, "Is the girl Qing here?"

Old Mrs. Ling smiled, "Your grandfather is reading a book in the inner room. Let's go, I'll take you to see him."

Since the separation of the family, Grandpa Ling has been unhappy. He often reads books in the house and doesn't go out often.

Zhao Changqing treated his grandfather with an orderly manner. Grandpa Ling said, "Give some fruits to eat for the girl Qing."

Old Mrs. Ling went to a small cabinet and took out a bag of snacks, put them on the table in a small plate, and smiled and said, "Good girl, let's eat."

Zhao Changqing first gave the two old men. Grandpa Ling didn't eat it. Old lady Ling took a piece and ate it with Zhao Changqing. Grandpa Ling asked, "What books are you studying now?"

Zhao Changqing said, "Now I am reading the Book of Songs, and I may read some of the Spring and Autumn Annals."

Grandpa Ling frowned, "I didn't ask you to read the "Four Women's Books" first, why didn't you read this?"

Zhao Changqing casually said, "Because I have already read Mencius by then, it would be a pity if I stop halfway and do not read the Four Books and Five Classics. Mr. said it would be better to read the Four Books and Five Classics briefly first. Anyway, I am a girl, so I don't need to do my job, just learn some principles of saints. After reading the Four Books and Five Classics, it will not be too late to read the Four Books and Four Books of Women."

Grandpa Ling reluctantly accepted this explanation. After hearing Zhao Changqing just said that he was reciting the Book of Songs and the Spring and Autumn Annals, he asked, "Have you finished reciting all the four books?"

Zhao Changqing said modestly, "I just read it briefly."

"Have you recited it all?"

Zhao Changqing nodded, "I have memorized it."

Grandpa Ling was only 50 years old and became a scholar. He spent his whole life on his professional writing. There was no need to say much about the Four Books and Five Classics. Although he failed to pass the exam, he could recite it as if he could. He asked Zhao Changqing a few words casually and asked Zhao Changqing to recite it.

Zhao Changqing has always worked hard in studying, let alone memorizing her, even if she is careless, she can tell her.

Listening to Zhao Changqing's back Liu Li, Grandpa Ling smiled and said, "I don't want you, a girl, to be so spiritual."

Zhao Changqing said, "It's just a rough understanding of the saint's teachings and the meaning of the great things."

Grandpa Ling smiled and said, "You are only a few years old, and it is extremely rare to be able to memorize it. If you are a son, with such spirituality, how difficult is it to achieve success or fame?" As he said, he was filled with regret.

Zhao Changqing didn't like to listen to this, so he had to use the bitch Ling Teng to divert Grandpa Ling's attention and smiled, "I heard that cousin Teng's school is very good. Now he has changed to a new class, and the master likes him very much."

Grandpa Ling was quite proud and laughed, "The little spiritual energy of the ancestors of the Ling family was born on your cousin." Then he talked endlessly about how extraordinary Ling Teng was. His tone seemed to be reincarnated as Wen Quxing in the sky.

Zhao Changqing bit the snack, listened without ears, and occasionally supported Mr. Ling, saying "What?" "Really!" "Oh, that's so amazing!" Mr. Ling's face was red, and he felt that he had found a little soulmate.

Making Grandpa Ling happy, Zhao Changqing saw that Huo Hou had arrived, so he asked innocently, "Grandfather, when he was at home, my mother often told me that my grandfather had ten thousand books alone. I wonder if it was true? If there were ten thousand books, what a room would it be!"

Zhao Changqing's surprised and admiring look absolutely pleased Grandpa Ling. Grandpa Ling laughed, "It would be a bit exaggerated to say that thousands of books were published by the Jinshi masters in our ancestors, and there were thousands of books."

Zhao Changqing continued, "I have never seen so many books in anyone's house except in the book shop! Grandpa, can you open my eyes?"

Grandpa Ling was in a good mood and laughed, "What's the matter? Come to the study with my grandfather, and my grandfather will take you to have a good life."

Old Mrs. Ling smiled, "It's rare that your grandfather is generous today and is willing to ask you to read his precious book."

Grandpa Ling smiled, "My granddaughter wants to see, I am willing to give up anything." As he said that, he got off the kang and put on his shoes, took Zhao Changqing's little hand and took her to the study.

In her previous life, she only came to the Ling family’s library by chance, but her occasional glance had already made her admire her and feel inferior.

A small and somewhat down-and-out bookish family like the Ling family, this neatly-coded thousand volumes of books is nothing, or a true rich family of scholarly families, but it is really an amazing collection in the Ling family.

Zhao Changqing stepped here again, but she was in a very calm mood. She still looked up at the many books, stepping on the blue bricks in the study room safely, without panic or inferiority, and read as long as she wanted. Grandpa Ling pointed out the categories of these books, where are the classics, history, and collections of classics, history, and literature. Zhao Changqing sighed, "It's really worthy of its reputation."

Grandpa Ling smiled proudly, "This is all saved by his ancestors, and it is the root of our Ling family!"

Zhao Changqing finally expressed her little selfishness, and she asked, "Grandfather, can you lend me a copy to read?"

Grandpa Ling asked with a smile, "Do you still want to borrow a book?"

Zhao Changqing said seriously, "The books I read now are all my father's books. I will finish reading about next year. I thought, I will borrow one from my grandfather first and copy it carefully when I go home. I will just read the books I copied next year, so that my mother will spend money to buy me books."

Grandpa Ling rubbed her head and suddenly asked, "How happy is your mother going back from her grandfather's house the day before yesterday?"

Zhao Changqing felt funny in his heart. He really didn't know whether Grandpa Ling was smart or stupid. He actually asked her about such a child. If Zhao Changqing was really a five-year-old child, what could he say?

Fortunately, Zhao Changqing is not a real five-year-old child. She tilted her head and said, "What my grandfather is talking about everyone making up money to donate a mission to my uncle, right?"

Grandpa Ling just thought that the child was innocent and could not lie, so he asked Zhao Changqing, but he didn't expect her to be so agile, and suddenly realized that the old man was so shameless. Zhao Changqing thought about it and didn't care about the old man's face, but just said, "My mother was afraid that her grandfather would be worried. Before I came, my mother told me that if her grandfather was in a bad mood, she would ask me to tell her grandfather. If her grandfather was in a good mood, she would not ask me to tell her grandfather."

Grandpa Ling couldn't help laughing, "Where do you have to say it depends on my mood. Just say it."

Zhao Changqing thought for a while and said, "My mother said that they are all brothers and sisters of the family. My uncle is serious and wants to find a job. Since my uncle is not cheap, it is appropriate to get together. My mother also said, don't ask my grandfather to worry about me. You and my grandmother are both elderly people. Even if you have some old foundation, it's better to keep them for retirement. Whether my uncle or second uncle, one with the left hand and the other with the right hand, they are also the son of my grandfather. There is no difference between seriousness in my heart. My grandfather is not watching my uncle suffer. My children are too filial to their parents. How can I ask my parents to worry about these trivial matters again?" After saying that, Zhao Changqing frowned and pretended to be innocent, "It's probably that. What else is there? I can't remember it."

Grandpa Ling was immediately moved to tears and sniffed, "Only my children, your mother understands my heart the best." Although scholars are stupid, they are never stupid in major matters. Grandpa Ling did not take money for only one reason. Two sons gave it to the eldest son, and the younger son immediately had countless reasons to ask for money. Will it be given or not? If you only give it to the eldest son but not the second son, wouldn't it be a father and son to have a family relationship? Just don't give it to anyone, and the old couple covered the money tightly. The sons saw that the old couple had some family background in their hands, and even for the sake of the silver, they would have to respect it!

Mr. Ling knew these things in his heart, but he could not say anything based on his old scholar's face. He thought that his daughter took out twenty-five taels of silver the day before yesterday, which was not a small amount, but also for his son's mission... Mr. Ling's face of scholar's old heart started to arise, and he felt sorry for his daughter. His parents' family could not help him, and he also asked his daughter to worry about his parents' affairs. Now, after hearing what Zhao Changqing said about considerately, how can Mr. Ling not be moved?

Master Ling's eyes were slightly wet, and Zhao Changqing really didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Grandpa Ling was moved, so he wanted to save face. He quietly turned his face and wiped away his tears. He said to Zhao Changqing generously, "What kind of book do you want to borrow from your grandfather, my grandfather will lend it to you!"

Zhao Changqing thought to himself: This old man! After saying something nice for half a day, he was moved by tears, but he was just borrowing it!

However, it's better to borrow it.

Zhao Changqing is content and happy.

The author has something to say: I originally thought about finishing it in one go, but it seems that I can't finish this section. I will continue to write it tomorrow~~~ Good night, my heart~
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