Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Chapter 163 Sign your name, sign on your sleeve

A light sentence with a hint of sarcasm.

There was a cool breeze in the early morning, and Qiao Lianer's words seemed to be mixed in the wind and quickly drifted away.

But the two brothers heard it clearly.

Their eyes all widened.

Then he looked Qiao Jianer carefully from head to toe.

The little boy raised his finger and pointed at her: "You? You designed this bridge?"

"Yeah, is there any problem?" Qiao Jianer said with a smile.

"How is that possible? You're just a country girl who probably can't even read a single word. How can you design a bridge? You're kidding!"

The little boy frowned.

"Yes, I am just trying to trick ghosts, if you think you are a ghost."

Qiao Lianer looked up at the sky.

"I don't believe you. You're just lying. If you really designed this bridge, I'll walk upside down until I get to the road above."

Originally, Qiao Jianer was not sure whether to believe it or not, but now after hearing him say this, he became interested.

"Really? How about another ten taels of silver?"

"More than ten taels, I'll give you double, twenty taels."

Seeing that he answered so quickly, Qiao Lianer felt that she had not shouted enough and felt a little regretful.

It's obvious that these two are rich people. Well, she just needs to ask for one hundred taels.

"I'm now even more certain that you're the sneaky one. You came here with ulterior motives, because you even told such a lie."

The little boy was even more determined now.

"Brother, stop talking." The young man had been observing Qiao Jian'er. Seeing her confidence that she was sure to win, which didn't seem to be fake, he couldn't help but be surprised.

He looked at Qiao Jianer and said, "Little girl, you said you designed it, but do you have any proof?"

Qiao Jian'er would not have given any proof, but now, for twenty taels, she would make these two people believe that this bridge was her idea.

She originally wanted to call the craftsmen, but when she looked down, she saw Zhao Lizheng coming up with his two brothers. The work was successfully completed today, and Zhao Lizheng was in a good mood. As soon as the sun rose, he couldn't wait to see it.

"Wait a minute! That's the head of our Datian Village. This bridge was built for our Datian Village."

The sky is now completely clear, and the sun has risen halfway in the east. The sky is dyed with a golden and purple glow, which embellishes the sky and the earth like a veil.

Zhao Lizheng and his companions walked up against the sunset glow and vaguely saw several figures beside the bridge.

I thought the craftsmen would be more relaxed today, so they got up so early.

After climbing over the big slope and getting closer, I found that they were two unfamiliar young men, and Qiao Lianer was there too.

He was a little confused. What were these kids doing here? They looked at him as if they were waiting for him.

"Good morning, Uncle Zhao." Qiao Jianer smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth in the morning light.

"Kamera, you're here so early."

Zhao Lizheng thought that maybe Qiao Jianer was busy going to the county town, so he came to take a look at the bridge early in the morning.

"Uncle Zhao, they don't believe that I designed this bridge and say I cheated them. Just give them some proof," said Qiao Jianer.

Village Chief Zhao's face suddenly grew serious. "Everyone knows you designed this bridge. In front of so many villagers, you drew the structure yourself, meticulously detailing every stroke. And then I submitted it to the government for filing and funding. Do you still need proof?"

He looked at the two boys, one big and one small.

"It seems you have some family background, but you shouldn't treat our Datian Village heroes like this. You are taking advantage of your power to bully others. I, as the village head, disagree, and neither do the villagers of Datian Village."

The two were filled with surprise and were speechless for a long time.

It's actually true. This, this is too incredible. Oh my God, is this little girl a genius?

Seeing a craftsman coming over, the boy asked him, "Uncle, is this the village chief?"

Because it was so shocking, he had to verify it again.

"Yes, this is Zhao Lizheng from Datian Village. He is very responsible and often comes here to check on the progress of the bridge and cheer everyone up." The uncle said with a smile.

The young man's gaze fell on Qiao Jianer's face, and the expression on his face was one of indescribable surprise and admiration.

"It seems that there really are child geniuses."

The little boy's black eyes were also sparkling: "Little girl, you are really amazing, I misunderstood you."

"I wonder if I can get you to sign it."

Qiao Jianer: "Ah, signature?"

"Yes, yes. I admire you very much. Please sign your autograph for me. I will use your name to encourage myself and urge myself to keep improving."

Seeing that Qiao Jianer was only seven or eight years old, but was already so powerful, the little boy was deeply moved.

"This, I don't need it."

The two of them had just been arguing with each other, and now they were asked to sign, which made Qiao Jianer a little uncomfortable.

Moreover, she was not the original creator of this bridge, so it is not appropriate for her to take credit for it.

"No, you must sign for me. I won't leave unless you sign."

The little boy shouted upwards, "Go and get the pen and ink." There were two men guarding the slope above. Upon hearing the order, one of them immediately turned around and left.

Zhao Lizheng shook his head and smiled. It seemed that these children had a dispute here, but now they are peaceful again. Children are still good. They will not really care about any unhappiness.

"Little girl, my brother is like this. He respects capable people. However, this is the first time he has asked someone for an autograph. He really admires you."

The young man smiled faintly, his brows as smooth as jade in the breeze.

Qiao Jianer felt helpless. Just sign it. It’s just a name.

When the servant brought pen, ink and paper, the little boy didn't even look at the paper. He squatted down and spread his sleeves on a flat stone slab.

"Little girl, sign here."

His sleeves were white and wide, which was indeed suitable for signing, but Qiao Jianer couldn't see how to do it.

"Writing on clothes?"

"Yes, paper is easy to lose and turn yellow. Writing on clothes can preserve it longer."

"But when I write on clothes, once I wash them, the writing becomes blurred and disappears."

"Then I will never wash again." The little boy said firmly.

Qiao Jianer: “…”

"Forget it, the motivation is in your heart."

"No, no, you must sign. This way, you can be more motivated. When I see your name when I'm playing around, I'll become more diligent."

The little boy leaned forward mysteriously and said, "Little girl, if you don't give me your autograph, I won't give you the twenty taels."

He could see that this girl was a little money-grubber.

Whatever a person likes is her weakness, huh.