"You bought a house? How much did you buy it? Are you far from here?" After listening to Mo Ziyun's words, Old Madam Yan threw out a series of questions.

Mo Ziyun replied one by one: "I bought it, grandpa said that Brother Qingyuan had a place to stay when he came to Beijing to take the exam, so as not to run back and forth to the village and delay time." The words are full of pride.

After answering the first question, Mo Ziyun answered the second question, "It's precious, a two-entry house costs eight hundred taels of silver. It took us months to get it together."

Compared with the previous pride, Mo Ziyun was in pain when he talked about silver.

Song Nanzhi was also very painful, "The house that our family has built is much bigger than this, and it only costs more than three hundred taels of silver."

When she was repairing the house, she felt that spending three hundred taels was enough, but compared with eight hundred taels, she felt that three hundred taels was still worth it, more than eight hundred taels.

Compared with the pain of the Mo family's ancestors and grandchildren, Old Madam Yan was happy, "The price in this capital is a little expensive, but eight hundred taels of silver is not expensive."

Mo Ziyun shook off the painful appearance of the flesh, and returned to the appearance of smiling like a flower, "Godfather and Uncle Xie also said the same, saying that it is not expensive."

"Why don't you say anything when you buy a house? I'd like to join in the fun!"

"I didn't come to live in Beijing after I bought it, and I'm embarrassed to bother you, old lady." Song Nanzhi replied.

"What's the trouble or not, this bought a house should be lively, but you usually don't come to the capital very often, and you are not very familiar with this capital, now that you have a house, you will definitely come more in the future, if there is anything unclear, or you want to find someone to help you, just come to me." Old Madam Yan said generously.

"Thank you, Grandma Yan."

"Thank you, old lady."

After thanking her and saying a few more words, Mo Ziyun proposed to go home, and Mrs. Yan didn't do much to keep them, and ordered someone to send their grandchildren out.

On the second day, after the Mo family sent Murong Qingyuan to the examination room, they walked around the capital by the way, preparing to buy some things and go back to decorate their new home.

Speaking of buying things, Mo Ziyun wants to buy whatever she sees, but Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu are the opposite, they can save and save, in Song Nanzhi's words, there is food and drink in the house, and there is nothing missing!

"Grandma, let's go see the cloth shop!"

"What are you doing in the cloth shop? and they do not make clothes."

"Make some tablecloths!"

"What tablecloth? What do you do that?" Song Nanzhi didn't know what a tablecloth was?

"We don't often do it in Beijing, every time we come to the house, a layer of dust will fall on it, if there is a tablecloth on it, wash the tablecloth and it will be clean."

"For your reasons, wipe it with a cloth and clean it, and don't delay anything, and spend money to make a tablecloth!"

"Grandma, we won't stay for a long time, I don't know how long it will take to wipe the dust clean, and it is better to wash a few pieces of cloth when there is time to wipe the ashes, and you don't need to buy a good cloth, just buy a coarse cloth, which can block the ashes."

"The baby said that if you buy it, you will buy it, and if you buy such an expensive house, you are afraid of spending dozens of dollars." Although Mo Tingyu also thinks about saving, but thinking about coarse cloth doesn't cost much, just like Wan Wan said that washing a few pieces of cloth is better than wiping ashes.

"You're going to be generous, why don't you buy that vase?"

Walking all the way, Mo Aster asked for a lot of things, and the vase was one of them, Song Nanzhi felt that it was useless to buy a bottle and go back, so he didn't buy it.

Mo Tingyu sneered, "I'm not afraid that you will be tired from cleaning, thinking that it won't cost a few dollars, so I said I bought it."

"What do you mean that it doesn't cost a few dollars, these dozens of texts, those dozens of texts, don't add up to a lot!"

When Mo Ziyun saw her grandmother's words, she probably could talk about the years when the family was sad in the past, and pretended to be aggrieved, "Grandma, do you blame me for spending money indiscriminately?"

looked at her granddaughter's aggrieved appearance, "I didn't say you, the things you buy are all needed by the family, what is this called spending money indiscriminately?" It's all right."

Mo Tingyu also comforted: "Yes, it should be used at home, and besides, the money earned is not just used

flowers."

"Sister Wanyun, don't be sad, grandma said you didn't spend money indiscriminately, let's go in and buy the tablecloth!"

Mo Li's words received Mo Ziyun's heart, but he still turned his head to look at Song Nanzhi, waiting for Song Nanzhi to decide.

Looking at his granddaughter's dark eyes, Song Nanzhi said angrily, "Buy, buy, buy! If someone sells the stars in the sky, I will buy them for you."

Mo Ziyun immediately put away her grievances, hugged Song Nanzhi and became cute: "Grandma is the best!" After finishing sprinkling, he pulled Song Nanzhi and walked to the cloth.

When she entered the cloth shop, Mo Ziyun saw people she didn't want to see, and the road was really narrow!

But she didn't think about coming out, so she took Song Nanzhi's hand and walked around by herself.

Mo Ziyun didn't take Huang Jingshu in her eyes, but Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu were very uncomfortable.

"Grandma, do you think this cloth fits properly?"

When Mo Ziyun spoke, Huang Jingshu also noticed her, and Mo Ziyun had the same idea, it was really a narrow road, and when she saw that they were going to buy coarse cloth, she sneered: "A poor and sour look!"

Mo Ziyun turned her head and looked at Huang Jingshu coldly, but she didn't intend to ignore her, and after a glance, she turned to the shopkeeper in the store, "Do you want to sell this cloth?" Mo Ziyun pointed to the coarse cloth that had just let Song Nanzhi see and asked.

The shopkeeper was a man in his fifties, when Huang Jingshu said that there were several people in the Mo family, he was surprised, looking at the four people of the Mo family who came in, although they were not dressed well, they were not bad, and they were not cowering.

Someone came to him and asked him if he was only happy to buy and sell, no matter what he was, as long as he bought it, the shopkeeper immediately replied, "Naturally, it is to be sold, and there is no reason not to sell it if the store does business."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, Mo Ziyun continued: "The shopkeeper sells things, can he pick customers?"

The shopkeeper also heard some sermons coming, and then replied: "All the people who come are guests, and it's too late for me to welcome them, so how can I find fault with people."

"I think too, although our family is not a rich and wealthy person, we still have the money to buy a few pieces of cloth, as long as the shopkeeper does not drive us away, we will choose more, and if there is a suitable one, we will definitely buy it."

Mo Ziyun's words made Huang Jingshu even more unhappy, and immediately darkened her face, "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

Mo Ziyun still ignored her, and still turned her head to look at the shopkeeper, "Does the shopkeeper look like I have sharp teeth?"

Neither side of the shopkeeper wanted to offend, "The girl is very cute!"

"It's still the shopkeeper's grandfather who has vision, unlike some people, who have no eyes, are arrogant and unreasonable, and only know how to bully people!"

This made Huang Jingshu even more unhappy, and walked in front of Mo Ziyun with a gloomy face in a few steps, "Who do you say has no eyes? Who is so unreasonable?"

Mo Ziyun blinked her innocent eyes, and asked instead of answering, "Who did Auntie just say is poor and sour, and who is sharp-toothed?"

"What about you?" Huang Jingshu would not be polite to the Mo family, otherwise she would not have sneered when she saw them come in.

"If Auntie talks about me, I'll talk about you!" Mo Ziyun did not show weakness and replied directly.

Huang Jingshu raised her hand and was about to slap Mo Ziyun, but Mo Li rushed forward to push Huang Jingshu away when she saw this, "You are not allowed to bully Sister Wanyun."

Fortunately, Huang Jingshu's maid quickly helped Huang Jingshu up, otherwise she would have fallen to the ground, and Huang Jingshu, who was held steady, was furious after standing firmly, and ordered to the mother-in-law beside her: "I don't know the height of the sky, hit me."

"Yes."

The mother-in-law grabbed Mo Li in her hand when the maid held Huang Jingshu up, and a slap fell heavily on Mo Li's face after Huang Jingshu's words.

Seeing this, Mo Ziyun rushed forward to grab Mo Li's mother-in-law, and Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu also stepped forward to pull.

When the shopkeeper saw this, he immediately shouted, "Stop, stop!" The shopkeeper shouted and stepped forward to help, he couldn't let people fight in the house.

Huang Jingshu only brought a maid and a mother-in-law, except for slapping Mo Li, she didn't take advantage of anything else, and her mother-in-law was pulled by Song Nanzhi in a mess

Not to mention the hair, I was also grabbed a lot of hair, and there were wounds on my face, and there were several cuts.

After finally letting go of his hand, Song Nanzhi also scolded: "If you have lost your conscience, let's go into the store to buy things, and you will scold us, just like your murderer's brother, who is ruthless!" You can do it to a baby, no wonder your brother dares to kill!"

"Shopkeeper, you don't know yet! Don't look at her appearance, her brother is a murderer, not to mention killing my son, but also killing the nephew of Lord Fang's family."

"She knew that her brother had killed someone, and she had to help his brother cover it up, she was her brother's accomplice in beating someone, and her heart was very dark."

Huang Jingshu was told by Song Nanzhi, her face was red, and she shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"What nonsense are we talking about? Dali Temple is looking forward to it, your brother killed my father, and also killed Grandpa Fang's nephew. You're black-hearted!" Mo Ziyun felt that it was really refreshing to scold people like this, the more face-saving people were, the more shrews scolded her on the street, and she couldn't scold her without saying anything.

After all, they take face very seriously, and they definitely can't do the shrew-like scolding of the street.

Therefore, if you can't scold, you are doomed to lose! In the end, the gray who was scolded by the Mo family slipped out of the cloth shop!

After they left, Mo Ziyun looked at the cloth that fell from the house very apologetically, "Shopkeeper grandpa, I'm sorry, I didn't know they would go crazy, I originally wanted to endure it, but she deceived people too much."

Although they were fighting in the store, they also knew that they couldn't blame their family for this matter, so they had to think that they were unlucky, "Why do you think I'm so unlucky, why did you come to my store at the same time?"

"Even if it's a stagger moment!"

The government exam in May, the list in June, the village school started in June, and Mo Aster was five years old

The Li family's dispute resumes "Qiu Yue is dissatisfied"