"Zhang San?" Li Qingyou looked at Patriarch Li suspiciously. He didn't understand what this Zhang San had to do with him, but he felt a little familiar in a daze.

"That's right, Zhang Sipao is Zhang San's brother." Patriarch Li spoke with a sense of pride. Look, even though you are in the city, your information is not as well-informed as mine.

Seeing Li Qingyou's confused face again, Patriarch Li was also stunned for a moment, "You...forgot?"

Li Qingyou scratched her chin. This was her habit when she was thinking about something, but this Zhang San...

"Ah." Li Qingyou suddenly slammed the table, startling Patriarch Li, and saw her eyes widen, "Is this the Zhang San who just celebrated the New Year and hasn't yet come out on the 15th day of the first lunar month?"

That time, Zhang San and Qi Liu, a bandit from Qingfeng Mountain, came to the house late at night. She and... no, it was just the brother who knocked him down with a lotus sword. The person who was later arrested by the police.

It turns out that Zhang Sipao is Zhang San's brother, which makes sense.

"No wonder." Li Qingyou frowned and nodded. No wonder Zhang Sipao wanted to trouble her on Cross Street that day. She didn't know the reason at first, but that was it.

"What?" Patriarch Li didn't know the inside story and looked over suspiciously.

Li Qingyou hurriedly waved his hand, "It's nothing."

The matter has already passed, there is no need to mention it again, let alone to irrelevant people.

Patriarch Li didn't ask any further questions. Just then, Xiaoshan Niang said that dinner was ready, and the two of them stood up.

Li Qingyou and Adi helped put the food on the table. After all, Patriarch Li was the elder and the leader of the clan, so Li Qingyou asked him to sit in the first seat. She sat in the second seat, next to Adi, and next to Xiaoshan Niang and Liu Xiaosan.

Since everything that should be said and shouldn't be said has been said before, Patriarch Li did not force any more awkward chats and just immersed himself in eating. The others also had nothing to say because of the addition of a stranger, so they had nothing to say.

It's very fast.

After dinner, before it got dark and the city gate was not yet closed, Chief Li stood up to say goodbye.

Liu Xiaosan also left the Li family with Patriarch Li.

Li Qingyou took out the account book and returned to Xili Room at this moment. Adi had already come back ahead of her, with half a brick still hanging off his wrist, and he was sitting upright in front of the kang table writing the "Three Character Classic" silently.

He couldn't come up with the "fixed money" and shopkeeper Sun refused to give him the script to copy, so he could only write down the "Three Character Classic" silently. Fortunately, he had already memorized it by heart and could write it out almost without thinking.

But the handwriting must be correct, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to practice the handwriting with his left hand, so he fell into a brick.

This makes it impossible to write fast. At his speed, even if he sits at the desk all day, he can only write one book.

Li Qingyou saw that his brother was so serious, so diligent, and so motivated, and then took a look at the copy of the account book in his hand, and suddenly he felt too embarrassed to disturb him.

After looking at it for a while, Adi suddenly put down his pen and turned to look at Li Qingyou's hand, "What is this?"

"Ah, it's the account book." Li Qingyou handed the account book over, intending to let his brother see the contents on it, but he was not too embarrassed.

She is the older sister, and she has to ask her younger sister for help even when looking at the account books, which is a bit embarrassing for her.

Adi didn't think much about it, he just flipped through it casually, "Five hundred buckets of yellow rocks, granite..."

Li Qingyou's 90% confidence in her mind turned into 10% after Adi casually read out these contents. Sure enough, she knew that Adi must know him.

Adi took a second look and found it boring. There was nothing in it, it was just some daily accounts, and he was not interested in these.

"Why don't you recite it?" Li Qingyou was listening attentively when she saw her brother stop and turn around to look over. She didn't even have time to find paper and pen to write it down again.

Adi looked at Li Qingyou and sighed silently in his heart, "How about I make a new copy."

Just think of it as a way to practice calligraphy.

In fact, the words on this account book are not that difficult to read, it's just that the writing is more sloppy, but for people who have learned these words since enlightenment, and have a father who is a military general, he likes to write ink, and he writes with "crazy cursive" skills.

For my brother, the characters on it are easy to recognize.

But that may not be the case for his sister Qingyou, otherwise she wouldn't have let him read it.

"No need to copy it, just read it once." Li Qingyou thought for a while and asked him to wait. He found a pen and paper and wrote down the information he heard according to his own habits.

Fortunately, the account book was mainly about numbers, and the entire account book was not written down. Chief Li only brought the part that Li Qingyou needed, and it took less than half an hour to write it down.

Looking at the brand new account book in his hand, Li Qingyou nodded with satisfaction.

Adi also took a look. These days, under the guidance of his sister Qingyou, he has also learned Arabic numerals. It seems that it is easier to remember like this?

After putting away the reorganized copy of the account books, Li Qingyou sat next to him and watched Adi write. Adi was writing very seriously, and his whole body was immersed in it. He had a state of selflessness with no distracting thoughts and excluding all external things.

Li Qingyou likes this state very much, especially because her brother is so cute, so cute that Li Qingyou can't help but want to touch her head, hug her, or kiss her.

But she didn't move.

It's better not to disturb him when he is studying seriously.

Xiaoshan Niang finished clearing the dishes, wiped her hands on her apron and came to the door of Xili Room. She saw the two of them writing and drawing under the lamp, so she went out without disturbing them.

Li Qingyou glanced at the door, then saw that her brother was still writing seriously, put on his shoes and got off the kang and came to the main room, "Auntie, is something wrong?"

"Ah?" Xiaoshan Niang seemed to be startled, then she recovered and nodded, "I just wanted to ask Xiaoshan when he can come back."

Zhao Xiaoshan had been out for two or three days, and her son had never left her side. She felt uneasy.

"That's it." Li Qingyou smiled and calculated the distance in his mind, "Tomorrow, it should be about the same, and it won't be later than the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Xiaoshan Niang then breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. For more than ten years, mother and son had been dependent on each other, and her son was her sustenance.

"Don't worry, it's not too far away, everything will be fine." Li Qingyou also smiled.

Xiaoshan Niang was a simple-minded person. Knowing that her son would be fine and that he would be back soon, she yawned and went back to sleep in the east room.

Li Qingyou also returned to the house.

Early the next morning, Li Qingyou took Liu Xiaosan out to discuss things with Manager Cao as usual. Adi also came out of the house with two stacks of manuscripts and went directly to Hong Library.

Shopkeeper Sun was a little surprised when he saw Adi. He said he would come the day after tomorrow, thinking that the kid couldn't afford the money and was deliberately making an excuse.
Chapter completed!