The sister and brother returned home with a full load and ran home happily.

Passing by the bamboo forest, Ye Xiuyan did not forget to take the bamboo pole.

After an afternoon of playing in the mountains, when I returned to the village, the sun had set, families were cooking, and smoke was curling in the kitchen.

Ye Xiuyan exchanged two eggs at Aunt Zhang's house with bamboo shoots, returned to her small courtyard, pushed open the fence door, and saw a familiar figure, standing in front of the threshold of the kitchen, talking and smiling at the door of the small courtyard.

"Daddy."

The sister and brother were overjoyed and rushed into the small courtyard one after the other.

"Hey, the good girl is back."

Ye Jian saw the two children coming back, and his dark face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

He ran down the steps and ran straight to his daughter, and without waiting for her to remove the basket, he raised his hands vigorously and spun around twice in the same place.

The son was gorgeously ignored again.

Doubao looked at the eccentric father with a depressed face, shook his head helplessly, ran into the kitchen, and held the back basket to offer treasure: "Mother, my sister and I caught a lot of crayfish." ”

"The lobster shell is dirty, wash it well."

Wu Juan looked at his son lovingly, and asked with a smile: "Wash it up, and my mother will steam it for you to eat." ”

"Okay."

There are delicious food, and the bean bag is particularly energetic, pouring the small half basket of lobster into the wooden barrel, and walking out by himself.

"Daddy is here to wash."

Ye Jian happened to be idle, took the wooden barrel over, and walked to the well.

Ye Xiuyan took out the little chick and handed the basket containing the bamboo shoots to her father.

Ye Jian fetched a bucket of water from the well and took the children to wash crayfish and peel bamboo shoots.

Daddy's happy laughter came into the kitchen, and Wu Juan listened attentively and smiled and bent his eyebrows.

*

After washing the lobster, Ye Jian took his daughter back to the house, handed her the manuscript and herbs, and the father and daughter whispered: "The shopkeeper said to give seventy taels of silver, and my father remembers that you said that it is no problem to draw a few more books a month, so I will do it for you." ”

"Bai Xiaosong?"

Ye Xiuyan took the manuscript and asked curiously: "Is he a very famous author?" What books have you written? ”

"Whether it's famous or not, my father doesn't know."

Ye Jian's old face flushed, and he touched his nose in a sneer: "Dad doesn't like to read, and he is not interested in those love novels." ”

"Dad will go to Lingyan County again, you can go to other bookstores, find a few of his books, and inquire about the market."

Ye Xiuyan's smart dark eyes flashed with cunning: "If he is really as famous as his buddy said, the book he wrote is very popular, and he must have made a lot of money. ”

"Done."

Ye Jian habitually believed in his daughter and agreed very happily.

"Since you've received a deposit, let's draw him first."

Ye Xiuyan put the manuscript on the table: "The sketches of the other two books have been drawn, and they should be handed in before the end of the month, so it should be no problem." ”

"Xiuyan, keep this silver ticket for yourself."

Ye Jian took out a silver ticket of thirty-five taels from his arms, took his daughter's little hand, and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Dad, I don't want it."

Ye Xiuyan subconsciously refused.

"Here's what you painted."

Ye Jian held his daughter's hand and did not allow her to refuse: "Keep the money you earn yourself." ”

Ye Xiuyan smiled bitterly: "I don't go out, I don't need money." ”

"You're young now, and you're tight."

Ye Jian stroked his daughter's shoulder, meaning something: "When you grow up in the future, your wings will be hard, and your mother won't be able to control you, sooner or later when you can use it." ”

"Okay."

Ye Xiuyan couldn't bear to brush off her father's kindness, nodded obediently, and took the silver ticket.