Song Fusheng didn't want to listen to it, so he burped and said:

"How can this be nonsense, it is now Huludao Dalian Port is not called that, and the landing port is not called Penglai and Yantai, our map is also passed down from generation to generation according to historical records, and if you want to enter Beijing, you can still fly in the sky? Even if you hit the flowers, you can't escape those lines. ”

Qian Peiying glared at him: "What does it have to do with you, talk about what to eat and wear, you are just a man who has just escaped from the famine, and the rich man has not yet become a landlord, but he cares about national affairs." ”

"Mother, this is your mistake, we are idle, we are idle, why can't we close the door and chatter. Besides, in life, how can you just talk about eating and drinking, the two eyes are dark, digging and filling the pit is like a day, you should be assimilated by the ancients, you have to pursue something. ”

After Song Fuling finished speaking, she shook the book in her hand and asked Song Fusheng: "Dad, don't you think that after reading it, not everyone can be the general's thing." You see, you have to play with every line. ”

"That is, you can either attack the city or overturn the sea."

"So, if you want to get ahead, there is only one way left."

"Huh?"

"Dangdangdang," Song Fuling took out a book from her waist and handed it over with both hands:

"I give you a New Year's gift.

Just now you saw that others have received gifts but you haven't received them, are you quite disappointed? I can see it all.

But how come?

Not only have I prepared a gift for you, but I have also carefully planned for your future and the future of our little family.

You, you can't throw a pen from Rong, the danger factor is too great, you can only pick up the pen to study, and the most important test in the future is to lift people, oh?

and then become a local tyrant, otherwise it is easy to keep the family without a background with no money. ”

Song Fusheng: "......"

"Dad, you don't want to throw away the ashes for a book, right?"

"You, me?" Song Fusheng could only be forced to take the book.

didn't pick it up, the thick book was stuffed into his arms, and his daughter left with a smile.

Song Fusheng brushed his teeth while glaring at the books on the small bench and scolded:

What kid, huh? forced his father to study.

Just now I was busy thinking about it, and now my daughter and him have a lot to talk about, and the two of them are very happy to talk about the mountains, but I didn't expect to wait for him here.

How old he is, he has a bad memory, and he doesn't like to learn.

Qian Peiying couldn't hold back a smile and handed Song Fusheng a towel to wipe his mouth.

Every time Lao Song secretly finished drinking beer in the chili room, he had to brush his teeth, and there was a set of washing here.

"That's it, you can't put it aside to fall dust, four taels of silver, your daughter gets up early and works greedily late, how many cakes do you have to bake to earn back.

If you don't give the book a thorough reading, you'll be sorry for your daughter's heart of looking forward to her father Jackie Chan.

You can still hear the sound of money thrown into the blister, you don't study well, are you worthy of your daughter? ”

Song Fusheng was still a little stunned until he came out of the pepper room.

Why is the daughter-in-law so familiar with what she said?

……

Speaking of reading, Song Fusheng was really stunned.

In his memory, he had memorized the Analects, Mencius, the Book of Songs, the Book of Books, the Book of Rites, and the Zuo Chuan, which together amounted to more than 407,200 words.

Not counting these, this body has also read some commentaries on the above books from various generations.

At least ten times as much, I read a book of more than 4 million words.

More than 4 million words, some of them have been memorized, and they are still well understood in memory, but they haven't been admitted yet?

And then let him take over the learning, right?

He's well-read?

I don't believe it.

However, Song Fusheng knew in his heart that what his daughter said was right.

In the long run, in this world, the people of cloth are exploited by others, and the richer they are, the more they will be cut.

With fame, even if you don't have an official body, it's different.

Well, Song Fusheng put the book away...... Discuss it again, talk about it then, isn't it too early? It's a big deal that when you really want to get out of the game before the exam, you can read the book again, and now you have to forget about it.

But the gifts given by the girl really have to be collected.

If Poria aims at him, he will turn it over in front of his daughter, don't blind the child's heart.

Four taels, this loser should play, it's not good to buy some.

"This loser should play with it, it's not good to buy something, but you dare to spend money," another person is scolding Song Fuling like this, she is Mrs. Ma.

She was shaking the angelica paste in her hand while complaining to her eldest son and second son.

Not only her eldest son and second son were listening to her, but there were also seven golden flowers and seven old ladies along the kang.

Mrs. Ma unscrewed the lid, took the angelica ointment, and passed it under the noses of several old sisters.

"Smell it, what does it smell? My nose has been useless for the past few days, and I can't smell what is worth three coins. ”

Seven-eyed old lady, sniffing:

"Incense."

"Value."

"The fat girl is filial piety."

Ge Erniu: "Brother and sister, when you smell it, it's three coins of silver." ”

"Can you smell it?"

"It's obvious."

"I'll show you again, it's called tooth powder. My fat girl is not good at this point, she is stinky and exquisite, so she is poured by the third and third children. This time I went into the city, took a look, and bought it for his eldest uncle and second uncle. Do you think she's going to be a worry in the future? ”

Mrs. Wang: "How can you worry about your life?" It's a family that misses his mother's family. ”

Ge Erniu: "Even the children who are worried about the two uncles and cousins can't be wrong in the future." If the fat girl marries well, I will put my words here, and I have to worry about pulling you out. ”

Zhu Shi entered the house just when he heard it, and then praised violently: "Uncle, why are you so right about what you said, it's just this reason, it's not how many things there are, it's hot." ”

After hearing this, Song Fucai and Song Fuxi laughed so brightly that their hearts lit up and they were very happy.

I can't wait to go to the third brother's house to say something to my niece, and I immediately say something to the third brother, but I am stupid.

It's not about how much money there is, it's about the nieces who buy things and think about them.

……

Tonight, there were so many people praising it, and the envious eyes of the seven old ladies were very pleasing to Ma Laolai.

But at night, she still couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

One moment sighing, the next moment standing up with his arm, touching the small porcelain bottle under the pillow.

The little bottle made her clutch hot.

On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, the old lady did not secretly poke and feel sorry for the money.

Because on this day, Xu Xiaoniang came to the store.

He brought four horses of plain cloth.

It's almost the New Year, and the owner Lu Zhiwan rewarded it.

Lu Zhiwan thought, Qi Ming told her that the colorful big flower could be of great use, so she specially summoned Xu Xiaoniang to take a look and ask how many stores are going? It's almost the New Year, is there any difficulty?

Mrs. Ma had no difficulty, but she used the account book to surprise Mrs. Xu.

Only for Lu Zhiwan to earn, clear records, as of the day before the account book, has earned three hundred and seventy-four taels of silver.

It stands to reason that it was said earlier that she should report the accounts as soon as she was a month, but Song Fuling reminded Mrs. Ma that maybe the Qi Mansion would send someone to bring some account books with her before the year, and she would go to get the silver ticket when she collected the money, and if she didn't collect it, she would also show people the accounts, so that people could have a number in their hearts.

Xu Xiaoniang went upstairs again, only to understand that it was no wonder that she had earned so much in such a short period of time.

turned around, and she reported to Lu Zhiwan.

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, Song Fusheng and Grandpa Song also began to collect accounts.

Open a few patched money bags and pour them all on the kang.

Grandpa smoked a cigarette pouch and squinted his bloodshot eyes: "Fusheng, let's send it down, even if it is less for everyone." ”

"Lack of money at home?"

"No, if I don't send it again, my pocket for money won't be enough, hahaha, cough, cough, cough."

Song Fusheng smoothed his back: You always smoke and laugh, can you not choke?