After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 105

Now Yi Li was silent.

How could he never have imagined that this Zhao Yuanle was not only stupid, but also so thick-skinned.

This kind of words came out directly, without blushing.

Still looking very determined?

Thinking about it, Yi Li laughed out loud.

"Why do I like you?"

Zhao Yuanle took it for granted: "Isn't it? According to what you said, you probably stood there and listened before, and then saw that your sister really wanted to make things difficult for me, so you came out at the critical moment.

You said so much, and you deliberately told me a bunch of truths. Could it be that you are just purely kind?

I'm not a fool, you're still interested in me even though you've made it clear.

Of course, I also sincerely tell you that I am not interested in you, what you said is right, I must have learned a lesson, but if I have to copy the book so that I can stay with me all night, there is no need. "

Yi Li: "..."

It's amazing, he has never been so speechless by anyone in his life.

Zhao Yuanle sighed.

"So, let me go out. By the way, return the purse to me. From now on, let's be friends when we meet. I don't hate you anymore, and you don't miss me either."

Yi Li ruthlessly grabbed Zhao Yuanle's face with his hands, making Zhao Yuanle grin his teeth.

"What? You still want to hate me? Why don't you think about you? Why are you so shameless, a yellow-haired girl?
Even when we meet, we will be friends. Who is your friend?

Hurry up, copy it for me, copy it three times, and after I finish copying it, I will post it to the public security office for everyone to see as a model. "

After saying these words, Yi Li finally squeezed again before letting go.

Zhao Yuanle covered his face, feeling very sad.

"You caused me to swell this side of my face in the morning, and pinched this side of my face to swell up in the evening. Is it necessary? I became angry from embarrassment when I told the truth?"

Now her face is two sizes bigger.

Yi Li snorted coldly.

"If you don't copy, I'll make your face bigger."

Zhao Yuanle covered his face with one hand, and began to copy with a pencil in the other, cursing in his heart.

Yi Li sat on the chair next to him, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

The hour hand turned around, Zhao Yuanle shook his numb hands and looked at Yi Li.

Yi Li didn't even raise his eyelids, and was reading with another book in his hand.

"Don't look at me, I have no words on my face."

Zhao Yuanle: "My brother and uncle are still guarding outside."

Yi Li glanced at it, got up and walked over, opened the window, and yelled at the two of them.

"It's cold outside, come in and warm yourself by the fire."

Zhao Yuankang and Zhao Sicheng looked at each other, then walked in.

They were still waiting for Zhao Dacheng to find someone to help, but they were called in unexpectedly.

They didn't expect that after entering, what they saw was the picture of Zhao Yuanle frantically writing.

The two were dumbfounded.

Yi Li poured tea for the two of them, and lifted his chin towards the bench over there.

"Sit down. She offended the nobleman and insulted the guard. Now she has to copy the new law three times to finish. After she finishes copying, you can take it away."

that's it?
Zhao Yuankang's big eyes were full of doubts.

Zhao Sicheng coughed and said, "Can you help me?"

Yi Li: "No."

Zhao Sicheng gave Zhao Yuanle a helpless look.

Zhao Yuanle sighed, sharpened the pencil again, and continued to copy the next page.

What evil did she do, she has to catch up with homework at night after time travel?

And write with a pencil...

Have to sharpen pencils by hand...

This Yi Li is really a fucking talent...

Zhao Yuankang looked at Yi Li who was at ease, then at Zhao Yuanle who was writing vigorously, and finally exchanged glances with Zhao Sicheng, both of them remained silent.

Yi Li was reading a book beside him, and didn't say much.

The air was so quiet.

Until Zhao Dacheng came here with someone.

He brought two people with him, one was Tang Siwen's younger brother, and the other was a former old head catcher that Tang Siwen's younger brother knew.

The three of them were still hesitant when they reached the door, but they were let in by Yi Li.

The three people who came in looked at the scene in front of them, and they all froze in place.

Zhao Yuanle raised his head and greeted his uncle, then lowered his head and began to copy the book.

Zhao Yuankang walked over and whispered to a few people what he saw.

And these people were even more puzzled when they heard this.

Silence is tonight's guard duty cabin.

Yi Li: "Would you like to sit down and warm up by the fire?"

Zhao Dacheng bowed down to salute the old man embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry to call you here for nothing at night."

The old man smiled and waved his hands.

"It's fine, then I'll go back first?"

Zhao Dacheng nodded quickly, and then sent the old man out again.

Tang Siwen's younger brother, Zhao Yuankang's uncle, Tang Sixue, walked up to Zhao Yuanle curiously, and stood there watching Zhao Yuanle write for a long time.

He stroked his chin, nodded and said: "This pencil handwriting is good. I don't believe that your aunt will tell me about you. It seems that you are really talented."

Yi Li, who was reading next to him, raised his eyes and laughed softly.

Talented... Genius...

Has this person been so shameless since he was a child?
Zhao Yuan smiled politely twice, without stopping the movements of his hands.

What an extraordinary talent, her penmanship was the result of twelve years of hard study in the cold window.

Just to gain two points for the Chinese composition of the college entrance examination, she was forced to practice calligraphy by her own mother since kindergarten.

After the college entrance examination, she really hasn't experienced the feeling of rushing to copy homework for a long time.

I didn't expect to travel here and experience it deeply.

Tang Sixue next to him took a closer look and asked, "Is this regular script from Wang Xizhi?"

Zhao Yuanle paused and blinked.

There is also Wang Xizhi in this era, isn’t he a regular script writer who writes running script?

She didn't know, she only knew that the copybooks she had practiced since she was a child belonged to Pang Zhonghua, and she could use them freely when she grew up.

Tang Sixue stood beside him with relish for a long time, and sighed: "Pencils are really faster than brushes. You can write a lot more on a piece of paper, and erasers can be wiped. They are faster than brushes." Suitable for children to enlighten."

Yi Li became interested when he heard this.

He put down the book, and started a discussion with Tang Sixue on the topic of pens used in the reform of the new school.

When Zhao Dacheng came back, what he saw was the fiery scene of his brother-in-law chatting with Yi Li.

Seeing that the two chatted for a long time, even ignoring him, Zhao Dacheng walked up to Zhao Yuankang and Zhao Sicheng, and lightly touched the two who were dozing off.

"Go back, I'll stay here."

The two were sent back to sleep, while Zhao Dacheng watched over Zhao Yuanle's copying of books, and even helped her sharpen her pencils very thoughtfully. of.

The clock ticked over and over again, even though Zhao Yuanle had the physical strength of a pig, his hands felt sore, and he couldn't help yawning.

　small theater:

　　Yi Li: If I hadn’t been born decades earlier, I would have given someone a bunch of quotes from Puxin men
　　Zhao Yuanle: Men will always become angry when their true intentions are exposed

　　
　
(End of this chapter)