Chapter Ninety-One: Entering School
In the evening, Wang Jin dragged Chen into the room and handed her the money received today. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Mother, this is the money from selling cotton, I directly stored it in Tongli Money, you take it and collect it." Wang Jindao.
"So much?!" Although Chen was not very literate, he could understand the words 480 taels, and he was surprised and happy at the moment.
"Yes, that's the net profit after deducting the cost of wages!" Wang Jin was also very happy.
"Then plus the money from selling grain, our family has earned a total of six hundred taels of silver this year?" Chen thought about it in his heart, and he was a little incredulous.
"Well, I have signed a ten-year contract with Li Gongzi, and in the future, my younger brothers will start their careers, and my little sister will have the money to marry." Wang Jin said with a smile.
Chen nodded again and again, put away the silver slip, stretched out his hand to caress Wang Jin's hair, and sighed lovingly: "In order to earn this silver, my Jin'er has suffered a lot this year, and in the future, these things will be handed over to my mother, and you will raise them at home." Mother wants to raise you beautifully, white and tender! β
Wang Jian leaned his head on Chen's shoulder and nodded slightly, but there was a shallow sigh in his heart.
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The days flew like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, they entered the wax moon.
Since he was busy with cotton, Wang Hibiscus has been much freer. Every day, I change the method to cook all kinds of delicious food to feed my younger brothers and sisters, and many of the dishes are made from the description in Jiang Qingliu's letter.
Speaking of Jiang Qingliu, his letters came very frequently during this time, almost every five or six days. Most of them write about what they see and hear in the day, and the account is average, but it just happens to pass the time for Wang Jin, who has nothing to do.
Of course, she has a lot of replies, and Tianlong Babu has already written the second half. Her room was also unconsciously added with many small objects.
For example, the delicate glass mirror on the dresser, a set of Ru kiln celadon tea set on the tea table, a pot of young and nascent green plants on the windowsill, and a small string of bamboo bell wind chimes hanging in front of the tent.
Her life seems to have returned to the way it was when her father was there, carefree and full of little surprises.
It was the eighth day of the lunar month, and Wang Jin boiled the beans that had been soaked early for a morning, and sent some to the village chief's family and other acquaintances, and the family sat around the kitchen table, tasting the sweet Laba porridge.
"Jin'er, the cloth girl sent by Jiang Gongzi last time has already made clothes for you and Tang'er, I'll try it later to see if it fits." Chan said.
"So fast?" Wang Jin was surprised, and then a little angry, "Mother must have stayed up late again!" β
Chen smiled: "Where do you have to stay up late, do you think that my mother is as grinding as you when doing needlework?" β
Wang Jin smiled and quickly diverted the topic.
After eating, she cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, Chen first took Wang Tang back to the house to try on clothes, Wang Jin packed up the firewood on the stove, Wang Mu looked a little hesitant behind her, and stopped talking.
"Sister," he took a deep breath and said, "I plan to go to Jinling Yongxue Academy for further study in the next year, and then take the college exam after a few years of academic achievement." β
Wang Jin was overjoyed, but he was surprised on his face: "Go to Jinling? β
Wang Mu nodded and said, "Brother Jiang wrote to me, saying that he had already arranged it for me in the academy, and he would go to school in the next year." β
"Yongxue Academy is Jinling, oh no, the best academy in the entire province." Seeing that Wang Jin was silent, Wang Mu hurriedly explained, "Brother Jiang must have spent a lot of effort to win this place for me, sister, I... Can I go? His voice grew lower, and his excitement sank.
"In that case, let's go." Wang Jin walked up to him and said softly, "After we spend the New Year at home, let's go to Jinling early to see what we have to prepare." β
"Hmm!" Wang Mu nodded again and again, and couldn't help but rejoice.
"But we'll have to talk to my mother about this again." Wang Jian smiled, "If my mother is not allowed, I can't help it!" β
Sure enough, Chen's first reaction when he heard the news was reluctance. However, under the persuasion of Wang Mu and Wang Jin, he finally reluctantly agreed, and decided to set off for Jinling after the Lantern Festival.
In the evening, Wang Jin returned to the house and sent a letter back to Jiang Qingliu. He highly praised and admired his speedy and efficient action, and informed his family of plans to go to Jinling after the New Year.
For some reason, there seemed to be a faint expectation in her heart.
A few days later, inside a masted boat on the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal, Jiang Qingliu received a letter.
He had been out for nearly three months this time, and had only finished his trip to the capital a few days ago, and was on his way back to Jinling by boat.
"Do you want to come to Jinling?" His mood couldn't help but jump with joy.
When I returned to Jiangfu, I naturally wanted to visit my mother as soon as possible.
As soon as he entered the door, Mrs. Feng pulled him to sit down beside him, and looked up and down carefully. Seeing that he was in excellent spirits, he only lost a little weight and his posture became more and more erect, so he relieved himself.
"You've been gone for a few months, and every time you reply to a letter, you just say a few words, which makes me and Shu'er worry for a while." Old Madam Feng glanced at Shu'er, who was looking at Jiang Qingliu with a concerned face, and said angrily.
"The son is used to walking outside, and he can take care of himself, and the mother does not have to worry." Jiang Qingliu said with a smile.
A trace of pity and faint self-reproach flashed in Mrs. Feng's eyes, thinking that he must not have had time to rest for such a dusty appearance, and hurriedly said: "I asked my subordinates to prepare hot water, you go take a bath and sleep first, and come over to eat together later." β
Jiang Qingliu nodded, and went back to the Woxi Courtyard.
Yahuan held the clothes he had changed and was about to send them to the Huanyi room, and when she met Shen Shu'er, who had just received the news, she hurriedly stopped and saluted.
Shen Shu'er smiled at her, but when she passed by, she caught a glimpse of the sachet on her clothes that seemed to be a little strange.
She stopped, picked up the sachet and looked at it carefully. There is no gold and silver embroidery thread, and it is not a precious material, and the stitches can only be regarded as neat, and the round and chubby animal embroidered is a little naΓ―ve, and it can still be seen.
This is certainly not something made by Jiangfu Embroidery House. Shen Shu'er can conclude.
My cousin wouldn't go out of his way to buy such an ordinary or even clumsy sachet, so there's only one possibility... Her heart sank suddenly, and the joy and expectation of seeing Jiang Qingliu were swept away, and she only felt a pain in her heart.
Putting the sachet back on her clothes, she walked into the courtyard and asked a maid, "Where is that guard next to my cousin?" β
The girl was blessed, pointed to the outside of the courtyard and said, "Escort Qin went to count the goods that the master brought back, this should be back." β
Sure enough, Qin Ziming entered the courtyard after a while. He was taken aback when he saw Shen Shu'er, and hurriedly saluted.
"Guards Qin don't have to be polite," Shen Shu'er was confused at the moment: "Shu'er has something she wants to ask the guards." β
"Miss Table, please speak." Qin Ziming lowered his eyes and said respectfully.
"In the months that my cousin has been out, there have been... Have you ever met any girls? She bit her lip lightly.
Qin Ziming didn't know her intentions, thought about it and said truthfully: "The people I went out to see this time are all business people, if you say women, some occasions are inevitably indispensable, but Ye has never had too much contact with a Fengyue woman." β
"Except for these... Woman," Shen Shu'er said with shame, "Hasn't my cousin seen any other girls again?" β
"Nope." Qin Ziming said.
Shen Shu'er's heart was slightly relieved, and a smile appeared on her face again: "Thank you for telling the guards." β
She paused and said, "Please also ask Escort Qin not to mention this matter to my cousin, otherwise my cousin should say that I will always be my aunt's scout." β
There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone, and Qin Ziming hurriedly agreed, his head lowered.