Su Mu calmed down, reopened the account book and planting log, and found that the above involved the neatness of the accounting account, and the precise wording related to the appearance of Ganoderma lucidum, looking at the content, I couldn't see any clues.

She simply took a closer look, this time, not looking at the content, but only at the form.

The handwriting of both is the same, and it should be written by one person.

The ink color is the same, not the old and the new, when it is written at the moment.

Coupled with the pictures at the bottom of the page, if you look closely, there are some slight burrs on the strokes of the leaf mesophyll, which is ......

When rubbing, the pen is not smooth, and it is caused by continuous breaking.

The person who writes cannot draw, so he can transcribe the content, but he can only write in the drawing.

So is this person who transcribed and wrote Lin Ruofeng?

Su Mu covered his cheeks under the lamp in a daze, trying to recall Lin Ruofeng's handwriting, he had written so many notes when he was a bookworm, but they were all one by one, inexplicably gone, if only he had the intention to keep one and a half to compare.

"Alas, at that time, I didn't know that Uncle Worm had a dual identity, how could I think of keeping his 'Mobao'."

Su Mushu muttered to himself.

Suddenly, the table was slammed, and the lights in front of him flickered, and the light flickered and dimmed.

"How did you forget that thing?"

The suitcase has been turned upside down.

Su Musha raised the warm light with one hand and raised his eyebrows and eyes, and groped in the corners of the box with the other hand, and after digging and digging, he found a small purse.

The style of the purse is simple, the color is still new, and it looks like it was thrown to the bottom of the box soon after it was bought, and it was no longer cared for.

There is a gold-sprinkled note in the bag, on which are written eight words: Be careful to help the master, be kind to yourself.

This is the last word left to her on the day when the bookworm said goodbye, she used the handwriting on it to compare the bookworm's handwritten letter brought by Deng Lingyun, but after comparison, the letter was returned to Deng Lingyun for storage, and the paper was carefully put away by Su Musha.

I even bought a purse to properly pack it and carry it with me.

Until one day I took it off my body and never brought it again.

After talking to Su Liang at night, Su Musha once wanted to find this note, but finally dispelled this idea. Who knows that in just four or five days, people and things have changed. Then find out the old things, not to see things and think about people, but to speculate on that person.

Under the light, the paper was placed in the middle of the two booklets, because one word count was too small and the other word count was too much, so it really took a lot of effort to compare clearly.

It is indeed Lin Ruofeng's handwriting. He transcribed the contents of both booklets.

"If you have received this booklet from someone else, why don't you show me the original and transcribe it?" After a few days of hard work, Su Musha has looked at the problem more thoroughly, and he will consider the problem more thoroughly, starting from both sides, "If this booklet is their masterpiece, why don't you show me the original version, but transcribe it again?" ”

Su Musha's fingers twisted the piece of paper, thinking hard under the lamp, always feeling that the evidence was insufficient, no matter what kind of conclusion she didn't dare to draw a conclusion, she took the Fang Sheng, looked at the address on it, and said in her heart: Do you want to go? Oh, I asked to join, and I was hesitant.

Another light night's sleep.

"What? Going out again? ”

Chuncao said with a frown, looking at the rising morning light outside.

"I may come back later today, I want to go to Sister Gu first......" Su Musha didn't notice her expression, and said while bowing his head and tying his clothes.

Xinxin and the little cucumber two little heads squeezed together, poked their heads out of the lower half of the window, heard this, others were just fine, Xinxin flashed into the courtyard, pulled her sleeve and said sadly: "Aunt Su, I also want to go with you." ”

This child is really inseparable from her mother for a day, and I really don't know how she survived the days when she was sold.

"It's okay for you to go with me, but after I come out of your mother's place, there are other places to go, and you come back alone, can you?" Su Musha asked her softly.

"Make it," Xin Xin repeated softly, as if he didn't believe her, "Didn't I come here to find you alone before?" ”

"Since you have made it, then prepare and go out in a while," Su Musha finished speaking, and said to Chuncao and Little Cucumber, "You will continue to open a shop and do business." Don't forget to post job postings. You don't have to wait for me for dinner. ”

As soon as these three sentences came out, Chuncao's face turned white, it was another day of day work, and it was another expense, and if he didn't come back to eat at night, he wouldn't be missing for another three or five days.

With one foot already stepping out of the hospital, Su Musha leaned back slightly and asked with a smile: "Chuncao, do you still have any money on you?" ”

"Oh, there are still some broken silver sent by the yamen before, and the silver ticket has not been redeemed yet."

Chuncao was obviously stunned before answering, and at the same time touched his waist with his hand, and said hesitantly, "How much do you want?" ”

"Give me ten taels first," Su Musha lowered his head and nodded at the silver money in his purse, calculated the possible expenses for today, and said a number, "If the broken silver is not enough, give me the silver ticket, and I will change it." ”

"Enough, enough," Chuncao responded, and took out a few pieces from the hidden pocket on her waist, and took out a few silver beans from her sleeve pocket, and handed them to Su Musha, as soon as the silver left her hand, she asked, "How to keep this account?" ”

"Whatever......" Su Mu stopped suddenly, raised his eyes and glanced at Chuncao, and turned her around before saying, "Keep the account first, don't return to the book." I told Uncle Li that he would come to the store every Friday every month, and when he came over in two days, I would ask him to draw up an account book charter, which ones were public accounts, and which ones were our own monthly money, and we would know how to record them if there were expenses in the future. ”

Her mention is reasonable, and the little cucumber is the first to agree.

"Then I will have another salary to get in the future?" She was overjoyed.

"Yes, if the business in the store is good, there will be dividends." Su Musha stroked her soft forehead hair and said with a smile.

"How can we share the dividends of the owner?" Chuncao was a little uneasy, "I don't mean anything else, I'm just worried, if you don't keep accounts, you won't know how to spend the money, and you won't have any money if you're confused." ”

"I know," Su Musha bowed slightly, "When Uncle Li and I drafted it, you also listened to it, and if there was anything you didn't understand, or something you were dissatisfied with, bring it up on the spot." ”

"How can there be dissatisfaction......

Chuncao lowered her head and muttered, her voice was faint, almost inaudible, and when she looked up again, the little cucumber had already closed the courtyard door and was about to go to the stove room to have breakfast on the hour, seeing that she was still in place, she asked puzzledly: "Sister Chuncao?" Aren't you hungry? ”

"Oh, oh, what would you like to eat?" Haruka came back to her senses and went with her to the stove.

(Diary of the heroine 214, reading the third day of August, is a new day, a fulfilling day, and a ...... Is it my delusion?,Chuncao has been a little weird lately.,Is it because of the cowardice of the close "family")

(To be continued.) )