There is no gambling addiction, Song Qingyuan believes this.

From the time of gambling debts, it has been two years now.

Scumbag father, scumbag uncle never went to the gambling house again.

Even if he has money, he has never been there, as he himself said, he did not enter the gambling house to gamble, but to see the money.

But

A trace of anger spread in his heart.

The scumbag father changed it step by step, and Li Sanshun actually seduced him.

It's so hateful!

Song Qingyuan clenched his fingers, "Dad, you can't go again next time!" ”

"Don't go! Don't go! Song Chengyi shook his hand again and again, "But what if Li Sanshun is looking for me?" ”

"Girl, can we find Mr. Lu, who is looking for Master Qian, let's work hard to close his gambling house?"

Off the casino?

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "You don't have to think about this, it's impossible!" ”

Li Sanshun is a person from Jinyiwei, and Lu County Commander can't control him.

unless

Song Qingyuan knocked on the table, his mind spinning rapidly.

Moment.

"Dad, next time he's looking for you, tell him that our family knows the Thirteenth Master."

"The Thirteenth Master doesn't allow you to go to the gambling house." Song Qingyuan said softly.

She had seen it twice, Xiao 13 and Li Sanshun together.

According to speculation, Li Sanshun should be Xiao Shisan's subordinate.

Even if it isn't, it should be in his hands.

"Thirteenth Master?" Song Chengyi muttered, "Is it the brocade guard who came to our house?" ”

I'm still eating at his house.

"Yes!" Song Qingyuan nodded, "I'm quite familiar with him, he helped my master support him!" ”

Helping his dad back?

Song Chengyi's eyes lit up, "That's good!" That's good! ”

"Haha!"

With the support of Jinyiwei, who would be afraid of him Li Sanshun.

"Yuan'er, dad went out first!" Song Chengyi said and stood up.

After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Don't tell your grandmother about this!" ”

"Otherwise, your father will have to eat a broom!"

"Got it! Go ahead! Song Qingyuan waved his hand.

Seeing Song Chengyi leave, Song Qingyuan's face fell.

Two years.

Two whole years.

The Song family is getting better little by little.

A little bit of unity, harmony.

She will never allow anyone to sabotage.

Whoever it is!

Li Sanshun!

No matter what the reason, he forced the scumbag dad to gamble, it's just not right!

He!

Song Qingyuan gritted his teeth!

Impotence!

Now she has no way to take Li Sanshun.

can only use Xiao Shisan's name to temporarily deter him.

But

"Hey!" With a deep sigh, Song Qingyuan lay down on the sofa and muttered, "Do you want to complain to Xiao Shisan?" ”

"Tell that adult?"

Not good!

It's not good to sue directly!

Sending a letter to the capital from here, just to make a complaint, is inevitably a big fuss.

After all, Li Sanshun is their man.

The letter also passed through Li Sanshun's hands, who knows if he will peek.

"Wait! Wait for the right opportunity! Song Qingyuan said softly.

Early the next morning, Zhou took people to the temple.

Song Qingyuan did not follow.

She still has a lot of things to do.

The first wave of capers has been done.

Wang and others will also go to Lijia Village.

Li Xingsheng, Xu Shi continued to stay, making tofu skin.

"Second uncle, second aunt, how many catties of beans are in our first batch?" Song Qingyuan looked at the jars of capers and asked.

Xu Shi paused, "This batch of beans is nearly 10,000 catties." ”

"After it's done, it's more than 10,000 catties."

"I'll do the math!"

Xu said, taking out a small book from the corner.

"The two hundred catties have just been filled with forty, and the one hundred catties have been packed with fifty each," Xu counted with his fingers.

"Ten thousand!" Song Qingyuan said softly.

Xu smiled, "And Yuan'er's brain melon seeds are good!" I can't figure it out for half a day. ”

"This bean sank with water."

"When it is sold"

"Dispersed and wholesaled." Song Qingyuan answered, "Let's talk about these when they are sold!" ”

She doesn't plan to sell capers in the near future.

Capers are simple and easy to learn.

Sell at this time, and someone must follow suit.

Wait until winter to sell it, and the vegetables will be gone by then.

I can't do it.

Back in the East Cross Courtyard, Song Qingyuan sat down at the table.

With his face on his back, he pondered silently.

The department store market has officially opened.

Toy stores and ready-to-wear stores have moved over.

also set aside an additional shop and made a Song Ji fruit and vegetable store.

At present, tofu skin, bean sprouts, beans, lotus tea, lotus leaf tea, and home food are sold in the store.

When the lotus pod, lotus seeds, and lotus roots come down, they will also be added one after another.

There are also fruits from the orchard.

When we get on the right track, we will also buy some goods that are not available at home.

Then the next thing to prepare is the teahouse.

There are many teahouses in Yulin County.

There are also seven or eight large and small.

If Song Ji wants to be popular, it must be distinctive, and children's stories are indispensable.

"Shiro!"

Song Qingyuan pushed open the door and called out to the bear child who was playing with Li Lin and Li Sen in the hospital.

"Sister!"

Shiro ran over, "What's the matter?" ”

"I've got a mission for you!"

When Shiro heard this, his eyes lit up, and he had a place to use him again.

swore and said, "Sister, you say it, I promise to complete it!" ”

"You write the story of the gourd baby to me!"

"What?"

Shiro clasped his ears, "Sister, what are you talking about, I didn't hear clearly." ”

"Write the story of the gourd baby to me!" Song Qingyuan repeated.

This time I heard you clearly!

It was really for him to write stories.

Shiro's face fell and turned bitter melon color.

I just finished writing it for Gu Panpan, and I have to write it again now.

"Sister!"

Song Qingyuan interrupted, "Seven days later!" ”

"What?" Shiro screamed.

Stretching out seven fat fingers, he said in disbelief, "Seven days? ”

"Yes, seven days!" Song Qingyuan nodded and added, "I'm in a hurry!" ”

Shiro smiled bitterly, no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't finish writing!

He wrote this story for Gu Panpan for several months.

Now

"Sister, I can't do it!" Shiro's shoulders drooped down, indicating that he couldn't do anything.

"You can!"

Song Qingyuan patted him encouragingly, "Write a part first!" ”

"Give it to the storyteller, and put it in our teahouse."

"The rest of the part, you write it one after another!"

Mr. Storyteller, put the teahouse?

Shiro looked at him for a moment, "Sister, I can tell the storyteller!" ”

Speak fast, write too slowly!

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "It's just to let you write and practice calligraphy!" ”

The bear child doesn't like to study, so it's good to give him something to do.

If you write it once, you can learn a lot of words.

"Write well, and the handwriting should be beautiful!"

"If you don't know the word, ask me, ask Brother Lang, Brother Lang, Third Brother, Uncle can do it!"

"Sister" Shiro still wants to refute.

Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, "Didn't you ask me which property will be yours in the future?" ”

"I'm going to give you the teahouse."

Teahouse? Shiro's eyes widened.

His sister actually wanted to give him the teahouse.

He is also a man of property.

he

"Plop!" "Plop!" Shiro's little heart is beating wildly.

Without waiting for the excitement to finish, Song Qingyuan changed his words, "Of course, you are still young now, so you can't put it in your hands." ”

"However, I will help you save this part of the proceeds."

"When you grow up, I'll hand it over to you!"

"Whether the teahouse can make money or not is related"

"Write! I write! Shiro answered immediately, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, "I won't play anymore, I'll write it now"

After speaking, he ran to the study at a high speed.