The little peasant girl from the Wang family was reborn with space

Chapter 263 Why Don't You Feel Painful?
Ruan Jiaoyan walked over, and found that her father seemed a little at a loss, and wanted to stop Chen from what she said next, but he didn't seem to be easy to speak.

And several fingers of his hands were bound up.

"Mother, what do you want to say?" Ruan Jiaoyan helped Chen Shi to sit down.

Mrs. Chen took Ruan Funian's hand and motioned Ruan Jiaoyan to look at it.

"A-Jiao, look at your father's hands, which were cut by bamboo sticks. There are many wounds. Today there is a deep wound that bled a lot." Chen's tone was very distressed.

Ruan Jiaoyan looked at Ruan Funian's hand, "Father, be careful when you make up, it doesn't matter if you slow down."

"It's useless for him to be careful. It's too cold now, and his hands are frozen when he's not doing things, so his movements must be stiff and easy to cut. His hands were not only cut by bamboo strips, but also a little Frostbite."

Chen's eyes were a little red, and Ruan Jiaoyan wondered if she had cried because of Ruan Funian's hand just now.

"How many bamboo baskets are there for Dad?"

"It's almost the same, there are already 66 in total, and we can do 34 more." Ruan Funien said.

"Then let's do it slowly." Ruan Jiaoyan was also a little surprised, because Ruan Funian's speed was really fast, which was unbelievably fast. "Father, you weave it so fast and well, it's amazing."

Ruan Jiaoyan couldn't help but praised him vigorously, making Ruan Funian's eyes brighten with a smile.He suddenly felt it was worth it.

Ruan Jiaoyan discovered once again that her father really can learn as long as he is willing to learn, and can do well as long as he is willing to do, and he is dexterous and thoughtful.

"A-Jiao, don't you feel sorry for your father? His hand is already hurt like this, it hurts so much." Chen's voice was a little weak.

"I feel bad too, but, mother, this can make a lot of money." Ruan Jiaoyan said.

"Your father's hands should have been used to hold sage books and literati pens. He has to read and write, recite poems and compose them. How can he be trapped in weaving bamboo baskets all the time? If he wants to take the imperial examination in the future, his hands will be full. Scars, how nice to see people."

Mrs. Chen was a little anxious. Scholars are very concerned about their appearance and hands, and there should be no injuries on their bodies. In case a group of scholars write calligraphy and poetry together in the future, Ruan Funian stretched out his hands, covered with scars. That will definitely be ridiculed by classmates.

How can a scholar want to do such rough work that hurts his hands?
Ruan Jiaoyan looked at Chen Shi, knowing that she hadn't finished speaking.

"A-Jiao, there are already 66 bamboo baskets. Let's not make the remaining 34, shall we?" Mrs. Chen held Ruan Jiaoyan's hand and looked at her pleadingly, "Your father is now The injury has become like this, and the wound hurts again, which will definitely affect his flexibility in weaving baskets, isn't this inflexibility more likely to be injured?"

"Mother, I've already taken money from him, a hundred." Ruan Jiaoyan sighed.

"I heard from Huanhuan that you and those two customers are on good terms. They are also nice and kind. They should be well-educated people. Go talk to them and beg them, and they should agree. of."

"Mom, we're doing business, we still have to talk about credibility. They ordered a hundred, which should have been carefully calculated, and there is still time, so I can't tell them, because my father thinks that they will always be cut. That's why you don't want to do it?"

Ruan Jiaoyan actually thinks that this kind of injury is normal, it is very difficult to avoid cutting the bamboo strips completely, and these incisions are usually small incisions, which should not leave scars.

Besides, if her father is really a serious scholar, studying hard and preparing for the scholar exam, then she wouldn't really let him do these jobs.

But her father is not!
Isn't that because he was too unreliable before?And he lost so much gambling that he almost paid her off!Ruan Jiaoyan may not have the intention of punishing Ruan Funian, but now that he is willing to make these bamboo baskets, she also thinks it is very good, and it happens to be something that can divert his attention.

Only when people have something to do and find the meaning of their existence, will they not be so easily tempted to do something.It would be a very fortunate thing if Ruan Funian could really break away from gambling because of the bamboo basket weaving and no longer fall into that abyss.

Instead of going to gamble, it is very likely that his wife and children will be separated in the future, or his fingers will be chopped off or beaten to death by the people in the gambling shop. It is really not a big deal just to get some small wounds cut by bamboo strips.

But Chen felt that what Ruan Jiaoyan said was unbelievable, she looked at Ruan Jiaoyan in shock, and asked her in a voice, "A-Jiao, this is your father, why do you sound like your father's hand is injured? Is it just a trivial matter? Can't his hand be injured as a valid reason, begging those two patrons to buy less bamboo baskets?"

She looked at Ruan Jiaoyan with condemnation in her eyes, as if she was saying to her: How could your heart be so cruel?You can't be such a cruel child!
Ruan Weian and Huanhuan looked at each other, and they walked over at the same time and stood behind Ruan Jiaoyan.

"Mom, isn't dad willing to do it?" Ruan Huanhuan asked in a low voice.

Ruan Weian put his hand on his elder sister's shoulder lightly, looked at Chen Shi, "Mother, elder sister accepted this deal for our family and also for you to learn medicine. Father is the head of the family, and these things are also for him." What to do."

"Weian, why do you say that? Mom can save a little medicine, cook a pack of medicine twice or three times, so that the burden on the family will be less. Besides, your father doesn't want to do it, doesn't it mean that he has compiled 66 medicines? Is it? It’s just that the hand is injured, so we won’t do the rest, we just earn less money.” Chen felt that the three children didn’t feel sorry for Ruan Phu Nian.

"Dongniang, I can continue to do it, I'm fine." Ruan Funian looked at Ruan Jiaoyan, feeling that the light in her eyes just now was dimming, and felt a little bad in her heart.

"Sir, this can't be like this." Chen shook her head, then looked at Ruan Jiaoyan again, "Before you told my cousin and the others that if you didn't pay enough for the bamboo baskets, you would have to pay them the usual money. You lied to them, right?"

Ruan Jiaoyan said calmly, "Yes, I lied to them."

Chen breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said to Ruan Funian, "You said, I guessed right, Gillian is a smart child, she is just coaxing her cousin and the others, how can she agree to this kind of condition? So don't worry If you want to lose money, just ask Gillian to plead with the customer."

"What if I say I won't go?" Ruan Jiaoyan asked back.

Chen was stunned.

"A-Jiao, what did you say?"

"I said, if I don't ask for mercy, why do I have to ask my father to finish a hundred bamboo baskets?" Ruan Jiaoyan said clearly.

(End of this chapter)