"Four hundred Wen, at least four hundred Wen, one less, don't call me mother in the future!" Li shook his sleeves and put down the cruel words.

"Okay!" Song Qingyuan nodded happily and sighed, "I don't even value a hundred yuan in my mother's heart, but my mother is a priceless treasure in my heart." ”

"My mother said that if you say 400 wen, it will be 400 wen." Song Qingyuan's desolate voice said faintly.

Li pouted, this is a trick she played badly, so she won't be fooled.

"Money!" Lee stretched out his hand.

Song Qingyuan lifted the quilt, counted out two hundred texts and handed them to Li.

"Why is it only 200 Wen? You and I don't know how to count! Li roared.

"Now there is only so much, I owe you 200 Wen, and I will pay you back when I have money!" Song Qingyuan said secretly, it is the uncle who owes the money, and she will not have to pay for her mother to work in the future.

Li was dissatisfied, it was only 200 Wen, which was not at all different from what she thought.

Li opened his mouth and was about to get angry, when he suddenly had an idea, withdrew his hand, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's okay to owe money, I have to ask for interest." ”

"Interest?"

"Yes, interest! I owe ten more than ten wen a day......," Li shook his head, "No, give twenty wen more." ”

Song Qingyuan choked, her mother was lending usury to her.

"Mother, you're not stupid......" is just smart, don't be in the right place.

"Your mother and I are already smart!" Li raised the corners of his mouth smugly.

"Mother......" Song Qingyuan shouted.

"What for?" Lee asked.

"I've decided not to pay it back...... Mother and daughter are all here, and they are all right! Song Qingyuan took off his clothes and slept under the covers.

"Hey! Ay! You little dead girl, for the sake of so much money, you don't want a mother......"

............

Early in the morning, go to the room.

Zhou sat cross-legged on the kang and asked, "Why didn't your father come back?" ”

"My father said that my father became a post officer, and there must be a lot of things in his hands, and he was busy in the county." Saburo replied.

"Hmm!" Zhou nodded, helping Zhang Luo Zhang Luo.

"What about the money you make selling straw hats?" Zhou asked.

San Lang took out Erlang's silver and handed it to Zhou, "Here!" ”

"Why are there only two taels!" Zhou frowned, "I remember that you received three hundred straw hats. ”

San Lang's face turned red, "That one hundred Wen, my father said to calculate the cost of our meal." ”

"He farts!" Zhou roared, "That straw hat is more than seven yuan, and I haven't asked him for the excess, but he is here first, and he will take care of it for me!" ”

"I won't clean him up when he comes back!" Zhou gritted his teeth.

"You go out first!" Zhou waved his hand.

Saburo walked away in a gray manner.

Out of the upper room, Song Qingyuan was washing his face in the courtyard, "Third brother, you're back, where is your father?" ”

"Daddy is in the county." Saburo said.

Song Qingyuan nodded, his father and his brother came back from Qinghe Town, and they happened to pass by the county, so they should have known about his father's official status.

"Third brother, I bought pen, ink and paper and put it in the study, if you want to use it, go to the study to get it."

"Our master is now an official, and our family's life will get better and better." Song Qingyuan Road.

"Hmm!" Saburo answered and quickly ran into the house.

He was a little ashamed, his sister earned money to buy paper and pencils, not only did he not get anything back, but he also had to pay 100 less to the family.

He was really useless, thinking like this, San Lang felt a little uncomfortable.

Song Qingyuan didn't know about San Lang's payment, but when San Lang was tired for the past two days, after washing, he put on his crossbody bag and went out of the yard.

"Sister! Sister! Shiro chased after him on his short legs.

"Whew!" Shiro gasped roughly.

"Slow down!" Song Qingyuan took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Shiro's forehead.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"Sister, when I was in the county, I helped you work." Shiro said.

"So what? What do you want to eat? I'll buy it back for you. Song Qingyuan patted Shiro on the head.

Shiro shook his head, "No, I don't want to eat it!" ”

"Huh?" Is this transsexual? Does the bear child know that it is not easy to make money?

Shiro stretched out his hand, "I'll help you work, and you will give me the money you earn......"

"Hmm...... Shiro scratched his head, "at least give me a hundred buns." ”

"......." Song Qingyuan's index finger snapped his middle finger, and a brain melon collapsed on Shiro's head.

"Do you know how many are in a hundred? You're going to let me give you a hundred ......."

Shiro pouted and shouted, "I know! I can look up a hundred now. Shiro proudly straightened his chubby body.

"Shiro is awesome!" Song Qingyuan gently pinched Shiro's fat face, it turned out that he could check a hundred numbers, so he asked her for a hundred.

If you can find two hundred, wouldn't it cost two hundred?

It's still the bear kid, and he didn't run away!

"Then my money ......" Shiro's eyes lit up, and a hundred wen was enough for him to buy a lot of meat buns.

Song Qingyuan chuckled, "Let's go to my mother, my money is all for my mother......"

"Ah~" Shiro lowered his eyes in frustration, his mother was much more picky than his sister.

Shiro's little face wrinkled into a bun, and he looked distressed, how could he get money from his mother?

looked at Song Qingyuan with deep resentment, his sister is really, and he doesn't know how to leave some for him.

............

After sending Shiro, Song Qingyuan came to the town, it was still early, and there were not many pedestrians in the town.

Outside the embroidery workshop, two women wearing muslin lace skirts just walked out of the embroidery workshop.

"This crossbody bag is really beautiful, it's easy to carry, and you can put a lot of things." One of the fifteen or sixteen-year-old women said.

"But it's not, my neighbor's daughter bought one two days ago, which made me envious, but I begged my father for two days before my father agreed to buy it for me." Another twelve or thirteen-year-old girl answered.

Looking at the bag in his hand, it is beautiful, how to look at it and how to like it.

"This bag is too expensive, one costs 200 wen!"

"Yes, 200 wen is enough to make a good dress......"

The two chatted while walking, and happened to see Song Qingyuan who came to the embroidery workshop.

"This little girl is very smart, she knows that she does it, which saves a lot of money......"

"If I had known, I would have bought the fabric and went back and made it myself!" The little girl of twelve or thirteen years old pursed her lips in annoyance.

The other pouted, looked at the crossbody bag on Song Qingyuan's body, and sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "These countrymen, they don't have the money to pay back the backpack, I really don't know what to do." ”

Song Qingyuan turned around when he heard this, and said with a chuckle, "This girl, I have no money, what do I have to do with you!" ”

"Don't look down on the poor, the poor will be richer than you one day." After speaking, Song Qingyuan walked into the embroidery workshop without looking back.

"You ......" The woman pointed to Song Qingyuan's back, snorted, and raised her foot to follow.

"Sister Xiuxiu, forget it, let's not be like her!" The little girl of twelve or thirteen years old grabbed the woman who was called Xiuxiu.

"A country girl, I don't bother to pay attention to her." The woman snorted and walked away with the little girl.

Inside the embroidery workshop

Song Qingyuan looked at the crossbody bag on the counter, the difference between the workmanship fabric and her waist.

"Little girl, look at the crossbody bag! These are all new goods from our family, and they came from Fucheng......" Mrs. Chen sent away the guests in her hand, turned her head and smiled.

Song Qingyuan turned his head and smiled faintly.

"Oh, it's you, the little girl of the Song family!" After Mrs. Chen saw the person clearly, she smiled in surprise.

"Yes! Mrs. Chen, don't come unharmed! Song Qingyuan said with a smile.