Even a girl from a wealthy family may not be able to read and write, let alone a girl who was born in a rural household at first sight. Most of them don't even have a serious name, let alone read.

However, to his surprise, the girl nodded vigorously.

She can write!

Li Qingyan was surprised.

Yun Kexin turned around and ran out, and soon ran back, with a small blackboard and a small white stone in his hand.

The small blackboard is made of wood and painted with a layer of black paint.

She wrote three words on the small blackboard with white stones—

Cloud is heartwarming.

It's still in small letters with hairpins.

The handwriting is dignified and graceful, and at a glance, you know that it is specially trained.

Li Qingyan was really interested now.

"Your name is Yun Kexin?"

Yun Kexin nodded.

Li Qingyan: "Who did you learn Chinese from?"

Yun Kexin wrote two more words: my father.

She paused and added an explanation: My father used to be a master.

A person who can become a master is at least a master, and his knowledge should be very good.

Li Qingyan remembered that she had seen many people since she woke up, but none of them was Yun Kexin's father.

He asked tentatively, "Where is Ling Zun? Can I visit him?"

Yun Kexin's eyes dimmed, revealing a sad color.

She wrote on the small blackboard: My father passed away the previous year, and there were only me and my mother left at home.

Li Qingyan: "Sorry."

Yun Kexin shook his head and said it was okay.

She wiped off the writing on the small blackboard with a rag and wrote again: Who are you? Why is it here?

Li Qingyan remembered what happened before he fell into a coma—

The six of them were attacked by more than 20 mountain bandits.

In the shadow of swords, lights and swords, the followers fought bloody battles and fell one by one.

The book boy flicked his whip and forced the carriage to run fast, and then he rushed forward with his flesh and blood, trying to block the pursuit of the mountain bandits.

But only in the blink of an eye.

That little book boy who always liked to brag to others that his master was the champion of the first prize in private on weekdays, just disappeared.

And the four followers are gone.

The last thing they left in Li Qingyan's mind was a large amount of blood and their heart-piercing shouts.

"Lord, let's go!!"

Yun Kexin noticed that the eyes of this handsome man in front of him suddenly turned red.

She panicked immediately.

She thought she said something wrong, and quickly wrote on the small blackboard: I'm sorry!

Li Qingyan took a deep breath and forced those tears back.

He said warmly: "No need to apologize, it has nothing to do with you, it was me who remembered something and felt a little sad."

He fell into the river from such a height in a carriage, and was supposed to die, but miraculously survived, only a deep wound from the broken carriage window on his right shoulder.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered his amulet and transport charm.

He quickly fumbled around with his left hand, but found nothing.

His heart froze instantly.

The amulet doesn't matter, if the transfer amulet is gone, he will have bad luck again.

As soon as he thought that he was going to go back to the unfortunate days he used to drink water, he felt black in front of him.

Yun Kexin saw that his expression was different, and quickly wrote on the small blackboard: What's the matter with you?

Li Qingyan: "There is something missing on my body, it's a small purse, have you seen it?"

Yun Kexin nodded immediately.

She wrote on the small blackboard: That purse is dirty, I will wash it for you.

Li Qingyan asked, "what's in the purse?"

Yun Kexin wrote: It's all drying outside, it should be done now, I'll get it for you.

She put down the small blackboard and ran out quickly.

Soon she came back with a small dark blue purse in her hand.

In addition, there is a stack of silver notes, some broken silver, a seal representing his identity, an amulet, and a transport charm.

Li Qingyan first picked up the transfer charm and looked at it. After it was soaked in water, it faded a bit. Fortunately, the cinnabar writing on the surface was still there, so it should still be usable.

As for the amulet, it had already turned black, and it was obviously useless.

Li Qingyan's dangling heart was relieved.

He stuffed all these things back into his purse, thought for a moment, then took out two silver notes with a denomination of fifty taels and put them in front of Yun Kexin.

"Thank you for saving me. I don't have anything else to repay you at the moment. You take these two silver notes first, as my reward to you."

Yun Kexin hurriedly waved his hand, saying no.

Seeing this, Li Qingyan simply put the two silver notes on the table.

"You don't need to feel embarrassed, you saved my life, this is what you deserve in return. If you don't accept the money, I will feel uneasy, I will feel that I owe you, and I will feel very sad. Uncomfortable."

He spoke slowly and slowly, gentle and gentle, and with his pale and weak appearance, it was difficult for others to harden their hearts to reject him.

Yun Kexin couldn't refuse, so she could only pursed her lips and silently accepted the two silver notes.

Li Qingyan suddenly asked, "Do you know how to use banknotes?"

Yun Kexin shook his head.

She has never left the stockade since she was a child. She doesn't know what the bank looks like, and she doesn't know how to convert the banknotes into cash.

She hadn't even seen a silver note before, and it was the first time she'd seen it today.

Li Qingyan began to patiently explain to her how to exchange banknotes for cash, and also explained to her what the money shops outside were used for.

Yun Kexin had heard her father talk about the outside world before, but since her father passed away, no one has told her about it again.

At this time, she could finally hear about the outside world again, and she listened with relish.

For her, everything outside is full of freshness.

Li Qingyan saw that she was so attentive, and after talking about Qianzhuang, she went on to talk about other things.

He is well-informed and has more ink in his belly than her father. He tells stories with a little more humor, occasionally interspersed with a few humorous allusions, making Yun Kexin smile and roll his eyes.

Li Qingyan didn't stop talking until Yun Kexin's mother, Zhou Shi, walked in.

Zhou Shi was a woman in her thirties, her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Yun Kexin's, and she was also a rare beauty.

She put a bowl of hot chicken soup in front of Li Qingyan and said warmly.

"This chicken soup is specially made for you. You should drink it while it's hot. You are weak now and need to make up for it."

Li Qingyan thanked him, picked up the bowl and drank the soup slowly.

Zhou shi looked him up and down, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

It stands to reason that Yun Kexin's family is only her and Zhou's mother and daughter, so it shouldn't be convenient for an outsider like Li Qingyan to stay at home.

But the strange thing is that Zhou shi didn't care about it at all, and was even very enthusiastic about him.

Not only the Zhou family, but everyone else in the stockade had the same attitude.

They didn't think there was anything wrong with Liu Li Qingyan in Yun Kexin's house. Everyone welcomed him, especially after learning that he was a scholar, they were even more enthusiastic about him.

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