Hundreds of ledgers record a clear and unambiguous fact.

Such a rich and spacious Ping'an County, with hundreds of thousands of land and hundreds of thousands of people, all rely on the owner of the Zhang family's mansion to take care of the adjustment.

No wonder the elder of Ping'an County on the day of the funeral spoke respectfully, he was in his fifties, older than Mrs. Zhang Lai, and he actually called himself a student in front of Uncle Zhang, who was in his thirties.

It turned out that the county magistrate was the son of the parents of Ping'an County, and the Zhang family was the real of the parents of Ping'an County.

The account book has always been the most reflective of the actual situation of a group, no wonder on TV books, if there is any work plan to start, the first thing is always to look at the accounts and check the accounts.

In the past few days, the account books of the Zhang family's compound have been roughly flipped over, and Zhang Meixi has become sad and depressed.

She knew how ridiculous her previous plans were, such a large-scale field shop pù business. What to dress simply, eat simply, and make the old lady's funeral easier on the charge of unfilial piety, are all useless.

I'm afraid that even the blind can know that the Zhang family is a piece of fat, because although the blind can't see it, he can still smell it, the Zhang family compound, the smell of fat meat.

Speaking of people who are not in an upset mood, there is another person in the Zhang family's compound, who is Zhang Meixi's current calligraphy teacher.

This Mr. Kong is also in his fifties, and he is famous in the county primary and middle schools, and was invited by the old house of the Zhang family to teach Miss Zhang to "write".

This is an easy fat gap, four hours and eight festivals, all kinds of benefits, and the good treatment has exceeded the main business.

A few days ago, because the girl reopened the class, she invited a foreign glasses shop in Fucheng, and specially came to match him with new glass foreign glasses, and the frame used top-level tortoiseshell, and the shop guy said that it was better than the county magistrate.

Before the funeral, although the eldest girl of the Zhang family was stupid and refused to learn, but with her own persistent efforts, the words were barely neatly written.

But these days, the eldest girl of the Zhang family is guarding the funeral, and she writes few words, only a few thin ones in a stack, and the crooked appearance of the words almost shattered his most precious glasses.

The words written by the eldest girl of the Zhang family have regressed so much that Mr. Kong did not dare to deceive, so he walked tremblingly (psychological effect) to ask the uncle of the Zhang family in person.

Uncle Zhang just got the order of the old lady of the Zhang family, first move the account book to the eldest girl, and then find a bookkeeper to be a gentleman in the next few days, and give the eldest girl a good talk.

Now in the Republic of China, Mr. Accounts uses Western methods, what is called loan bookkeeping, it takes several years to learn well, and the eldest girl understands it at once.

Uncle Zhang personally poured a cup of tea for Mr. Kong, and heard him say that the words of the eldest girl had regressed a lot, and Uncle Zhang didn't blame this old gentleman.

After greeting for a while, he sent it out very politely in person.

Uncle Zhang came back and sat silently, and began to feel sorry for his girl, before the horse made a fuss, the girl was surprised and frightened, and for the old lady's funeral, the girl was also sad and sad, and now for this family business, and forced to study and settle accounts and learn homework, this girl is tired and unbearable. I'm only ten years old.

Uncle Zhang sat there and didn't speak, but he saw Mrs. Zhou, who had just avoided behind the curtain, wearing a cheongsam with lotus flowers on a white background, and walked out with her waist twisted.

This Mrs. Zhou is in her thirties, her figure is quite plump and strong, and she is only middle-to-middle, and her husband died last year, and she brought three sons, and in the name of making friends in that world, she lived in the Zhang family compound.

To say that this Uncle Zhang also has a pitiful place, the family has been passed down for several generations, Mrs. Zhang is okay, she has a son, but she has only one daughter, and the pressure is so great that this person is a little crazy, seeing that Mrs. Zhou has three good sons in a row, she recognized that she has the life of a son.

In order to get a son, Uncle Zhang thought in his heart that if he didn't go into the tiger's den, he would not be willing to pull the emperor off the horse, so he gritted his teeth and put his heart down, stretched out his hand a few times, and put the widow Mrs. Zhou on board.

So these two people are a good relationship between Lang and concubine.

Mrs. Zhou is a few years older, she is also stout, and her waist circumference is a full circle thicker than that of Uncle Zhang, and the two look very incompatible, but Mrs. Zhou has a delicate heart, Uncle Zhang's mind, she can touch the right four or five points in ten points, and she laughed on the side and said:

"Three thousand sets of winter clothes and winter quilts have been prepared, and a batch will be sent to Houqingshan, I will go to the county seat for a walk in the next few days, or let the eldest girl follow me to the county seat to play? Spread and sprinkle, change the mood. ”

Uncle Zhang frowned:

"What's so fun about a shabby county?"

"Speaking of the county, it is not as good as this Zhang family compound, but there are a few new things, besides, it is better to be still than to move, and you can also let the big girl walk a few more steps, this person's muscles and bones are always more and more divergent and stronger."

Uncle Zhang felt that Mrs. Zhou's statement had some truth, so he asked Mrs. Zhang to take the eldest girl to the county seat to play, and asked Mrs. Zhou to escort her all the way.

Mrs. Zhang saw that her uncle was distracted for her daughter, and she didn't care very much about the rules of filial piety behind closed doors, and she didn't have a word, so she quickly set a good date.

Mrs. Zhang personally brought the eldest girl and the strong man to follow. Mrs. Zhou brought her two sons to accompany her, and she also brought a brigade to accompany her. The group walked around the county.

When she arrived at the gate of the county seat, Zhang Meixi asked someone to stop the carriage, and a group of people got out of the car to look at the city wall gate, she didn't need to be helped, she came out and went in by herself, and looked up and down two or three times.

The city wall of Ping'an County, built to be three stories high, the city gate is wide, and the moat is also repaired outside the wall.

Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Zhou both laughed:

"What's the point of this? Look at it for so long. ”

Before Zhang Meixi could speak, the second young master of the Zhou family said:

"The eldest girl is afraid that the foreign artillery is very powerful now, and it will not be easy to block the bandits from sounding horses in the future after the city wall of this county."

Zhou Shuhao, the third young master of the Zhou family, was eight years old, and he was a very honest and honest little boy, and after listening to his second brother's words, he said:

"Big sister, don't be afraid, I protect you, I can also learn to fire foreign guns and cannons, kill bandits, kill horses, and kill bad guys."

The second young master of the Zhou family on the side listened to his brother's words, his face was unhappy, he frowned and gritted his teeth, and a few words popped out eerily from between his teeth:

"But we're bandits, ringing horses, bad guys. We're the bad guys. ”

Zhang Meixi was originally calm about her good-looking smoky eyebrows, but when she heard the second young master of the Zhou family speak, she was taken aback, and the pair of eyes under the smoky eyebrows that were not outstanding and very mediocre suddenly glared at Lao Yuan.