Even girls from wealthy families may not be able to read, let alone those born in rural farmers at first sight. Most of them don't even have a serious name, let alone read.

However, to his surprise, the girl nodded hard.

She can write!

Li Qingyan was surprised.

Yun Kexin turned and ran out. He 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 black paint.

She wrote three words on the small blackboard with a white stone——

Yun Kexin.

It's still a small regular script with hairpin flowers.

Zhuang Juanxiu's handwriting is very beautiful. She knows that she has practiced it.

Li Qingyan was really interested.

"Your name is Yun Kexin?"

Yun Kexin nodded.

Li said softly, "who did you learn the words from?"

Yun Kexin wrote two more words: my father.

She paused and added an explanation: my father used to be a teacher.

The person who can become a teacher is at least a teacher. That knowledge should be very good.

Li Qingyan remembered that he had seen many people since he woke up, but there was no yunkexin's father.

He asked tentatively, "where is your father? Can I visit him?"

Yun Kexin's eyes darkened and showed a sad color.

She wrote on the small blackboard: my father died the year before last, leaving only me and my mother at home.

Li said softly, "I'm sorry."

Yun Kexin shook his head, saying it doesn't matter.

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

Li Qingyan remembered what had happened before he was unconscious——

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

In the shadow of the sword, the followers fought with blood and fell down one by one.

The schoolboy threw his whip and forced the carriage to run quickly. Then he rushed up with flesh and blood to try to stop the pursuit of the mountain bandits.

However, it was only a blink of an eye.

That little bookboy who always likes to boast that his master is the number one scholar in private is gone.

And the four attendants are gone.

What they finally left in Li Qingyan's mind was a large amount of blood and their heartbreaking cries.

"Go, my Lord!"

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

She immediately panicked.

She thought she had 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 in a warm voice, "don't apologize. It has nothing to do with you. I think of something myself and feel a little sad."

He fell into the river from such a high place in his carriage. He should have died, but miraculously survived. Only the broken carriage window on his right shoulder pierced a deep wound.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered his amulet and transit amulet.

He quickly fumbled on his body with his left hand, but he didn't touch anything.

His heart suddenly cooled.

Even if the amulet is gone, he will have bad luck next.

At the thought of going back to the bad days when he had to drink water and stuff his teeth, he felt black in front of him.

Seeing that he looked different, Yun Ke quickly wrote on the small blackboard: what's the matter with you?

Li said softly, "I have something missing. It's a small purse. Do you see it?"

Yun Kexin nodded immediately.

She wrote on the small blackboard: that purse is dirty. I washed it for you.

Li asked softly, "what's in your purse?"

Yun Kexin wrote: it's all drying outside. It should be dry 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 are a stack of silver notes, some silver coins, a seal representing his identity, an amulet and a transit symbol.

Li Qingyan first picked up the transport symbol and looked at it. After being stained with water, it faded a little. Fortunately, the cinnabar handwriting on the surface is still there and should be usable.

As for the amulet, it has turned black and is obviously useless.

Li Qingyan put down his hanging heart.

He stuffed all these things back into his purse, thought about it, took out two silver tickets with a face value of 52 and put them in front of Yun Kexin.

"Thank you for saving me. I have nothing else to repay you for the time being. Take these two silver tickets first, which can be regarded as my reward to you."

Yun Kexin quickly waved his hand and said no.

Li put the two silver tickets on the table.

"You don't have to feel sorry. You saved my life. You deserve it. If you don't accept the money, I'll feel uneasy. I'll feel that I owe you. I'll feel very uncomfortable."

He spoke unhurriedly and gently. Coupled with his pale and weak appearance at this time, it is difficult for others to harden their hearts to refuse him.

Yun Kexin couldn't refuse. He could only close his lips and silently accept the two silver tickets.

Li Qingyan suddenly asked, "can you use a silver note?"

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, let alone how to exchange silver notes for cash.

She hasn't even seen a silver note before. It's her first time to see it today.

Li Qingyan began to patiently explain to her how to exchange silver notes for cash and what the bank outside was used for.

Yun Kexin had heard his father talk about the outside world before, but no one had told her about it since his father died.

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

For her, everything outside is full of freshness.

Li Qingyan saw that she listened and focused. After finishing the bank, he went on to talk about other things.

He is well-informed and has more ink in his belly than her father. When he tells stories, he adds a bit of humor. Sometimes he intersperses a few humorous allusions, which makes Yun Kexin smile and bend his eyes.

It was not until Yun Kexin's mother, Zhou Shi, came in and spoke softly that he stopped talking.

Zhou is a woman in her thirties. Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Yun Kexin. She is also a rare beauty.

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

"This chicken soup is specially prepared for you. Drink it while it's hot. You're weak and need to be mended."

Li whispered his thanks, picked up the bowl and drank the soup slowly.

Zhou looked at him up and down, and the more he saw, the more satisfied he was.

Normally speaking, Yun Kexin has only her and Zhou's mother and daughter at home. It should be inconvenient to stay at home. Li Qingyan said that such an outsider was at home.

But strangely, Zhou didn't care about it at all, and even was very enthusiastic about him.

Not only the Zhou family, but also other people in the stockade have the same attitude.

They didn't feel that Liu Li lightly said that such a foreign man had any problems at Yun Kexin's house. Everyone welcomed him, especially after learning that he was a scholar, they became more enthusiastic about him.

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Good morning, everyone~