Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 78 Budget
"Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring.

In the clear sky, when cranes line up on the clouds, the poetry will be drawn to the blue sky. "

Huo Bingcheng sat in the living room of Zhang's family and pushed a house deed to Zhang Zhe.

"My wife and I both pushed it for you, but the Song family said that your autumn poem will definitely be the most important in this essay meeting. The words are quite embarrassing, and there is nothing to do, so I can only share them with you." Handle it yourself."

Zhang Zhe took a look at the house deed, and pushed it back after thinking about it.

"The Song family's act of inviting fame is too eager for quick success and instant benefit. It makes people feel guilty. Besides, as a help, my thousand volumes of "Journey to the West" have been sold out. I also have hundreds of hangings in my hand. There is no shortage. His Song family's [-]-guan mansion. Brother Jiyuan is troubled, so you should pay it back for me."

On the side of the main room, Meng Xiaowan listened to the conversation in the living room with her ears sideways, and at the same time was distracted by the letter in her hand.Both Luo Chenshi and Miss Luo Si asked Huo Bingcheng to bring her a letter.

The trend of "Journey to the West: The Legend of Shi'er" and the excitement of the Wenhui were all written in the letter, including the autumn poem that the Song family admired most.

Meng Xiaowan heard that Zhang Zhe declined the offer from the Song family without hesitation, thought for a while, spread out a few pages, and wrote a reply letter to Mrs. Luo Chen and Miss Luo Si.

Bai Lu was rubbing ink for her, seeing that she had written seven or eight sheets of paper in a short time, and seemed to have copied some of Lang Jun's essays and poems in it, so she was a little worried.

"Ma'am, don't you always dislike sharing your poems with outsiders? What's the matter, you are so generous today, so you have written several poems for Lady Shen to read?"

Meng Xiaowan first took a look at the living room, packed the letters with dried ink, and prepared to let Huo Bingcheng take them with him when he left, and then explained to Bailu.

"If my husband takes over the Song family's house, then it is best for my family to keep a low profile and not attract attention. But now, my husband has rejected the Song family's gift without even thinking about it. Instead, my family needs to keep this matter Spread the word and make a name for your husband. This time, it is not enough to make a name. I guess the Song family will publicize in the county that our family took things from his family. I am just using the mouth of the Luo family to publicize the truth, so that people can't involve us. As for this poem, it is for the Luo family to convince others when they publicize it."

Bailu thought for a while, but he didn't understand what the girl and uncle were doing.However, she thought of another person.

"My lady seems to be a little more generous about the rumors about Lang Jun's poems recently. Even the lady who got a good poem from Lang Jun has never seen you ask about it once."

"Ask what?" Meng Xiaowan glanced at Bailu indifferently, "That woman was scheming, but she gave me a sigh of relief in front of so many people. This is a personal favor, and my husband is looking at it for my sake." I just returned her a poem. But what can I say?"

Huo Bingcheng came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Zhang Zhe and Meng Xiaowan sent the man back, but saw Sanqi bathing the donkey outside the yard.

"Why is this donkey sweating all over again?" Zhang Zhe asked curiously, "All the books stored yesterday were sold out, so why are you using it again today?"

Sanqi smiled happily.

"Yesterday, the steward of the Song family bought all the animals with this surname, which was [-]% higher than the market price. If it wasn't for transporting books, this donkey would have been bought. Now it is the only one left in the family. The Shitou family next door caught a lot of fish in the past few days, so they borrowed it to grind the fish bones in the morning. The Shitou family sent five or six fish, and my mother will make soup to eat with the husband and the eldest lady."

Zhang Zhe is very interested in this kind of thing.

"Isn't there a fishing season every year in autumn?"

Sanqi shook his head: "Where there were in previous years, this year is weird. Where the Huxi River enters the lake upstream, the number of fish and shrimps has more than doubled these days. If it wasn't for sending books, I would have gone with Shitou yesterday. With that good net, the catch will be doubled!"

"Husband," Meng Xiaowan took her hand out of Zhang Zhe's hands calmly, and also mentioned the Huxi, "I heard from Mrs. Qin that there is a large forest in the upper reaches of the Huxi, which is rarely visited by people. There is a large forest in the forest. The reeds on the tidal flats, after the three-degree autumn wind in a few days, the reeds will be different from other places, and they will turn red and stretch for several miles. Shall we go for a walk too?"

"Alright, then I'll get the drawing board and make a picture for the lady there."

Meng Xiaowan was thinking how Zhang Zhe could paint again, but she didn't realize that her hand fell into his again.She sighed helplessly: "Husband, this must be outside the courtyard."

Zhang Zhe nodded solemnly.

"What the lady said is, stay in the room and hold her husband a few times."

A blush dyed the clouds, and it was only these few days that Meng Xiaowan knew the meaning of "make an inch of it", it was clearly a word created for the person in front of her.

In the past few days, Meng Xiaowan was always dragged by Zhang Zhe to sleep together in the study.

The two didn't go any further, but it wasn't because of her reserve.It was Zhang Zhe who actually guarded the threshold of "" as if he cared very much.After a little testing of words, he talked nonsense about "more than three years".

Meng Xiaowan and Zhang Zhe went to the study first, rubbed each other's ears, and returned to the main room blushing.

Mother Chen and Bai Lu were flipping through the book, carefully inserting the twelve banknotes into the book.

Meng Xiaowan cleaned her hands, took a book and sat on the rattan chair beside her, and was about to turn the pages, but her mother Chen yelled and took the book away.

Chen's mother opened the book, counted the pages and found a few bank notes, but Meng Xiaowan was a little dumbfounded.

"Mom didn't care about stealing the books, so she took them carefully."

"Even the eldest lady doesn't like to read this book, so I use it to store bank notes. When Zhang's house has a courtyard wall, I will make a few hidden boxes in the room, that's the only way to be safe." Chen Mom counted the number and it was correct, so she smiled and took the book away, and handed another book to Meng Xiaowan to read to relieve her boredom.

When Meng Xiaowan heard this, her hand that was about to flip the book stopped for a moment.She asked Bailu to fetch a picture from the bookshelf, unfolded it and looked at it carefully.

"Mom's words reminded me. My husband gave me this picture yesterday, and he is about to expand the yard into two. Now the patriarch is entrusting the patriarch to handle the land deed. Mom, look."

Mother Chen stretched her head over to take a look, and she called out "Buddha".

The courtyard in the picture is actually the same as the real one, it is actually the most realistic painting, with materials and costs written on the side.

"Lang Jun is afraid that it is not economical, but expanding the yard in Taowan, how can I use 100 taels?"

Meng Xiaowan smiled: "I said the same thing about him last night, but he calculated the account and wrote me a thousand-word charter. He actually calculated every bit of it. How long did it take to build it, as if I built it in my head. The actual cost was 89 taels, and he gave a budget of [-] yuan. Hehe, even if I want to put it right, I can’t.”

(End of this chapter)