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"They all left?"

Old Master Ye was sitting on a chair in the room and drinking alone. His figure looked a little lonely as he asked with a slightly drunk tone when he saw Qimu walk in.

"Yes, they've all left." Qimu let out a big smile, walked to Old Master Ye's side and sat down, "Thank you, Grandpa."

"Thank me for what?" I am your grandfather, what is there to thank?! "

Old Master Ye glanced at Qimu and snappily replied. This granddaughter of his was smart and had done everything well, no matter where it went. He was just being too courteous to her, why would she bother being courteous to him?

"If it wasn't for grandpa coming out to help me, and writing those words for me, I would have lost a lot of face. Even if grandpa is my grandpa, my granddaughter still has to thank him for this."

Qimu giggled as she waved the black paper in her hands. A hint of bitterness flashed through the depths of her eyes. After studying for so many years, she had suddenly become illiterate. This feeling made her feel uneasy and terrified.

With her current semi-illiterate state, even if she was given the chance to leave this remote village, how far could she go?

Old Master Ye snorted and said:

"Although your grandfather is currently a farmer, when I was young, my parents, who are also your grandfathers' milk, were able to work diligently, and their family situation is much better than now. I've also been to the academy, so writing a few words is not difficult for me."

"On the other hand, how could you think of writing papers? You've never learned them, so how could you know the twists and turns of businessmen?"

Qimu smiled at Old Master Ye and explained in an explaining tone,

"I've never read a book, but I know that if there is a certificate written in black and white, then the government must recognize it. That is definitely better than not having it written in black and white." I've never read a book, but I know that if there is a certificate written in black and white, then the government must recognize it.

"How are you afraid that the big guy will forget you, Slick! They are obviously afraid that you, Eldest Aunt, will turn hostile and not acknowledge your debt! "

Old Master Ye pointed at Qimu's forehead with his callused finger and answered with a smile.

"Grandpa …"

Qimu tilted her head embarrassedly. She was not used to such sudden intimacy, but her eyes were clear and magnanimous. She left everything with a hand, clean and clear. What she did was good for everyone. There was nothing wrong with it.

"It's a pity, you were born in our family, at this time. If you had been born in the stomach of the wives of those rich families, you would have done a great job right now. If you were born in some elementary school or other, who could compare to you?" "Marrying someone can also help me find a good home …

"What a pity, what a pity …" "I was born in a rundown family like ours. All I did was farm work all day long, and I didn't even know how to read or write. It was all because of grandpa. If it wasn't for me …"

Old Master Ye gazed at Qimuzhan's still young appearance and continued to talk. His tone became more and more sad as tears started to appear in his eyes.

"Grandfather, grandfather, what does this have to do with grandfather? What's wrong with me?" Even after growing up, we still haven't been living well. We have our fill of food and drink, and it's the same as those who have been reading since they were young. "

Qimu saw Old Master Ye's sad look and hastily interrupted him, afraid that he might feel worse. What happened today was more than enough, but she didn't want to get another one for nothing. She, her lucky grandpa, was tough, but she still needed to be raised.

"Come on, don't lie to me. I've lived for more than half my life and I haven't made much money, but I'm well aware of the people's intentions. Tell me honestly, do you want to know a few words?"

Old Master Ye didn't eat Qimu's trick and stopped drinking. He put down his wine bowl and stared at Qimu as he asked seriously.

Qimu forced a smile. Perhaps the original owner had never thought about it. She had just transmigrated here and was busy filling her stomach, so she hadn't. But now, she really wanted to.

She, Qimu, could deal with land for the rest of her life, but she could not tolerate a lifetime of dealing only with land. The former was a free choice for her, and the latter was a restraint and oppression for her.

For the first time, Qimu felt how humane and wonderful nine years of compulsory education was for everyone.

"Grandfather, even if I wanted to know a few words, our family doesn't have this condition. Moreover, in the entire village, only Brother Yao from our family and a few men from the Li family can go to the academy. Even if they do, where would I go …"

Qimu lowered her head and said in a low voice. There was a bitterness and helplessness in her voice. She didn't want to answer like this nor show it in front of Old Master Ye.

Perhaps, the image that appeared in her mind when she was young in the modern era, those unbearable scenes... She felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and it was slightly painful. She, who had always had a good self-control, was actually somewhat unable to control her emotions this time.

"Mm, I understand."

Old Master Ye let out a long sigh. His eyes dimmed. He waved his hand at Qimu, indicating that she could leave, and said:

"You're tired after causing such a ruckus for so long. Go back and rest."

"Also, you should tell your parents that you are a smart kid and understand what I mean about this noon incident."

The corner of Qimu's mouth curled into a smile out of habit. She still had a faint smile on her face. As usual, she stood up, saluted Old Master Ye and said:

"I understand. Then I will leave first. Grandfather will rest early as well."

"Right."

"..."

Qimu folded the piece of paper and put it in her own sleeve, then steadily walked out of the Ye Family main house step by step. When they reached the turn of the road, her footsteps finally stopped, as if she had been possessed. She leaned against the wall, raised her right hand, and slowly placed it on top of her chest.

Qimu turned her head to look in the direction of the Ye Family's main house. Her eyes, which were as clear as water, seemed to flash with tears as sadness that seeped into her bones. After a few breaths of time, when her heart had calmed down a lot, Qimu slowly walked back home with the same shallow smile on her lips.

They shouldn't have, shouldn't have, had expectations.

If you want it, go get it.

Even though she could not write today, it did not mean that she would never write again.

Comprehension, no matter where you go, is a necessity, a necessity for the ruling class!

How could she, Qimu, always be subservient to others?