"Eh, come on."

Ming's mother didn't see Mingxiu ask Xie Zhan about his identity, just as she didn't find anything, she just had to help solve these things, Mingxiu is still a girl's family, and she has a good life at home, she has worried too much about this family, and Ming's mother doesn't want her to be scared anymore.

"Let's not talk about that, let's go to the town to check the accounts first."

The family went to the town in a neat manner, leaning on their legs all the way, Mingxiu was a little bitter and hateful, "Mother, our family still has to buy an ox cart." ”

It's a bit of a waste of time to walk like this every day, she already had this plan when the carriage was reimbursed, but Ming's mother has always said that she hasn't met a good one, so she will put it aside for the time being, and she will be a little negligent in dragging Mingxiu with her.

It's just now that I think about it again.

Ming's mother originally wanted to save a dowry for Mingxiu, and she would slow down the money she could spend first, so she had been postponing the matter of the ox cart, and now that it was decided that Mingxiu could not marry Li Guangyu, it was still far away when she got married, and now she can buy the ox cart first.

"Okay, let's live in the town today, and tell your father to buy an ox cart early tomorrow morning, and then we'll go back in the cart."

In just a few months, their family had a horse-drawn cart and an ox-cart, and the villagers were afraid that there would be gossip to talk about again.

In the past, Ming Mu would have been a little hesitant about this, but now......

After experiencing all kinds of indifference of the people in the village, when Li Guangyu slandered Mingxiu's reputation, everyone ridiculed their family and followed the jokes, if it means that the mother has no words in her heart, it is impossible, in the end, it is the daughter in the palm of her hand, Ming's mother and Ming's father now have a little opinion on the village.

They will not blindly feel that it is their own problem as before, and the people in the village will not have such strong malice towards them for no reason.

But now that they have been slapped in the face by the facts, some people are born with malice in the face of people who are weaker than themselves, and they can't change this.

Of course, Myeong-so didn't want to change either.

Walk to the town shop.

Although it was the day of the accounting, they didn't want to delay the business, so Ming's mother cleaned up the account books and put them in the backyard, let Mingxiu calculate, and let Ye Ziming help on the side, while Xie Zhan was pulled to the front to help greet the guests.

"I have a headache when I look at this kind of crepe thing, why don't you let Brother Xie help you, I'll go ahead to help."

Ye Ziming scratched his head, he is not illiterate, but he is not naturally interested in things like account books, in the past, when the Ye family was fine, there was a special account room to deal with the accounts, and then the Ye family fell, he was also able to live day by day, and now it can be said that he really faces the accounts himself for the first time in many years.

"Then you go tell my father."

Mingxiu knew that Ming's father's arrangement was also for his own good, although Xie Zhan had also been with them under the same roof for so long, but in the final analysis, he was still an outsider, if it was about distant relatives, it was indeed not as close as Ye Ziming, who recognized Ming's mother as his mother.

Xie Zhan always has to leave in the end, and money matters are very sensitive, so Father Ming doesn't want Xie Zhan to interfere too much.

Mingxiu doesn't have much opinion on this, she actually agrees with Ming's father's choice, how many relationships are terminated because of money?

Ye Ziming touched his nose and stopped talking.

Although Ming's father is not as serious and upright as his own father, he has always been in awe of his father's role, if it is not a last resort, he does not want to disobey Ming's father's will, and it is obvious that such a thing as looking at the account book cannot be said to the point of last resort.

Seeing that he was honest, Mingxiu was very relieved, and at the same time a little puzzled, to show that his father was not a serious and rigid father, why was Ye Ziming so afraid of him?

There were even times when he was more in awe of Father Ming than he was to Xie Zhan.

Although neither of them is familiar with settling accounts, but in just one month's accounts, Ming's mother also remembers them carefully on weekdays, so they quickly calculated the general account, plus the daily expenditure on buying ingredients, and the final amount is gratifying.

"Mother!"

After lunch time, the shop was empty, and Mingxiu happily found his parents with the account book.

"Settled?" Ming's father looked at his daughter with a smile, "Your mother is going to make lunch for you, let Dad see how you calculated?" ”

Ye Ziming handed over the account book and looked at Father Ming expectantly.

Although all of this is copied by Mingxiu, he has also contributed a lot to it, and now that it is time to check, it is inevitable to be nervous and look forward to it.

"Xiu'er ......" The moment he opened the account book, Ming's father's expression was a little indescribable, although he hadn't been to school for a few days, but he still knew how to use common words, and the font was not good-looking, but compared with Mingxiu, it was much better, "Your word is too ugly." ”

Where does it look like a girl's house?

He looked at Ye Ziming, "Xiu'er's words are so ugly, why don't you help write it?" ”

Ye Ziming was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer Ming's father's question.

Mingxiu laughed first, "Dad, my eldest brother's handwriting is not as good as mine." ”

At least she can tell what is written when she writes it, but Ye Ziming......

I really don't know how such a scribbled font can be admitted to the Wuju people.

Although martial arts does not need to have a high level of literary literacy, but the basic things still need to be known, no matter what his background is, the imperial court will not let a martial artist who is illiterate have the fame of lifting people.

Mingxiu deeply felt that Ye Ziming's martial arts fame came through the back door.

I have to say, to some extent, she guessed the facts.

Ye Ziming scratched his head, "I haven't written for too long, and my hands are raw." ”

Knowing that he was embarrassed, and no one debunked it, Ming's father rubbed his eyebrows with a smile, "Come on, you two will copy and sort out the account books every day in the future, so that you can check the accounts at the end of the month, which can be regarded as practicing calligraphy." ”

Mingxiu pouted, obviously a little unhappy.

It's not that she wants to be lazy.,It's a soft pen.,She's really not able to write.,Although you can see what is written.,But there's always a feeling of unhappiness.。

She'd have to figure out a way to get a hard pen out so it can be much more convenient.

"Yes."

Ye Ziming's promise was crisp and refreshing, which made Mingxiu look sideways.

Just now he asked him to help write two words and look at it, life is better than death, why did he agree directly as soon as Ming's father opened his mouth?

Although I don't understand, Mingxiu is still happy to see it.

If Ye Ziming is too unruly, it will not be good for Ming's mother to recognize such a godson.

"You old man, you don't get to the point for a long time."

Ming's mother came out with the food and glared at Ming's father with disgust.

"You eat first, and I'll take a look at this month's accounts."

Although she recorded her expenses and income every day, and knew that except for the few days when Zhao Qiao brought people to eat, there was basically a surplus every day, but she still didn't count the specific amount.

Therefore, when Mingxiu sorted out the account book, Ming's mother was still looking forward to it.