The farm has a phoenix

Chapter 45 Accounts
Seeing her staring at him like this, Di Jinyan smiled and said: "Don't be so vigilant, you are my sister, I will naturally help you, and we are all the same."

the same?Zhan Jinfeng frowned, what's the difference?She is a concubine, he is a concubine, his mother died of illness, and his mother once...

Is it? ?
Eyelids twitched, Zhan Jinfeng quickly raised his head, but Di Jinyan laughed and left without hesitation.

Did Jinyan want revenge?But she doesn't want to, she just wants her mother and herself to live a safe, stable and happy life!
Brother, you and I are different after all!

Back at Taocui Garden at night, Zhan Jinfeng ordered someone to boil the medicine and fed it to Zhan Xiuyun herself.

During this period of time, I can clearly feel that my mother's condition is getting better, and my pale face is gradually turning rosy. Some time ago, I had to take a rest after walking a few steps, but now I can walk a certain distance without help.

Seeing her mother's complexion improved, she was also very happy, but the medicinal materials for mother's warming were still being warmed up. After all, Ye Laogui said that the medicine used for mother's illness would become more and more expensive. Now it is only the second There are thousands of pieces of silver for each piece of medicine. I am afraid that the medicine materials in the future will be hard to find, so it is better to prepare early.

Seeing his mother lying down after drinking, Zhan Jinfeng went back to sleep in the room with peace of mind.

Counting the money, Zhan Jinfeng asked Old Ghost Ye to go out and find out where there was land for sale, so they could prepare a larger garden for planting fruit trees.

After this incident, she would not be able to deliver peaches every day, and Ye Laogui reluctantly agreed to do so.

The end of the year is approaching, and the cantaloupe in the greenhouse is ripening day by day. Zhan Jinfeng decided to pick it on New Year's Eve and give it to her grandmother to taste.

The New Year's Eve of Dafu's House is also very lively and busy, each garden is covered with red lanterns, a festive atmosphere, the children are also having a good time, and the money distributed to each yard before the year is also more than before In addition, the clothing and charcoal fire should be rich and luxurious.

Zhan Xiuyun picked a few pieces of cloth from it, and took the brocade from Zhan's mother to make new clothes, even Ye Laogui and the girl under him, everyone was very happy and looking forward to the New Year.

On New Year's Eve, the family got together for dinner, but Ye Laogui didn't come, so Zhan Jinfeng had to ask Nuan Yu to carry a banquet for him alone.

At the dinner, the old lady shared a table with her son, the two wives, and the three sons-in-law, and the rest of the adults shared a table with the children. When I picked him up a month ago, he seemed much more indifferent.

Everyone was silent, Zhan Jinfeng presented the cantaloupe after the meal, Mother Di tasted it very happily, and then gave some things to the mother and daughter, but in the eyes of others, it seemed that the mother and daughter were trying to curry favor, so they went back We dropped the topic.

A few days later, Mother Di was going to take a family of female relatives to fulfill her wish, and Xiuyun came back, so she should thank the Bodhisattva, so Ma Yujun asked someone to clean it up, but the notebook brought by the chief executive was missing Some.

"Why didn't you bring those?" Ma Yujun asked angrily.

The head manager, Ma Jun, was brought over by Ma Yujun. He was fat, and he sweated profusely, "The old lady picked out half of it herself..."

"Hmph!" She snorted coldly, and threw the notebook in her hand on the ground: "When someone comes back, even the housekeeper's notebook has to be sent to him? Could it be that the hard work I have put in for more than ten years in this family is not In the end, it’s not as good as someone who just came back?!”

Aunt Zhao, who had been following behind her, lowered her head and picked up the notebook on the ground, flipping through it a little.

"The financial aspects have all been transferred, and what is left is only the personnel and chores in the mansion."

Hearing that Ma Yujun was so angry that he didn't fight, doesn't this mean that he has to ask Zhan Xiuyun about everything in the future?
"Madam, don't be angry. Zhan Xiuyun didn't know how to be a housekeeper back then, and she has a weak temper. At that time, the old lady will definitely invite the lady back!"

"Then will we find out about us taking money from other gardens to usury?"

"How could it be? Didn't Zhan Xiuyun have an accident because she couldn't understand the accounts back then? What does her daughter, a peasant girl, know?"

Ma Yujun felt better after hearing this, she glanced at the things in Aunt Zhao's hand in annoyance, and then reluctantly took it to prepare for the Buddha ceremony in a few days.

Years later, everything in the house is still the same as before. When she wakes up in the morning, Nuanyu gets up to wait for her to wash and wash. Huancui puts on the new clothes her mother rushed to make for her. With the fashionable hairstyle nowadays, the small lily bun, Nuan Yu brought her a pearl hairpin, and then happily accompanied her to the room.

Zhan Xiuyun has already woken up, and is buried in front of the low table on the small couch, holding a brush in her hand, her brows are tightly furrowed, as if she is looking at these things seriously, Shuangyi is quietly serving her, and she smiles when she sees her coming: "Miss is here."

Only then did Zhan Xiuyun raise her head, saw her and said, "Feng'er, come on, come and take a look, this account is giving my mother a headache."

Zhan Jinfeng walked over with a smile, sat beside her mother, and looked at the accounts on the low table.

It is densely packed with numbers, and the daily income and expenditure are listed very clearly, but the categories are not clear. Just looking through it, it also records the land and property purchases at home, which ones need to be sold, and which ones need to be kept. There are also those in the industry that are profitable and which are losing money.

Seeing her daughter's serious expression, Zhan Xiuyun's complexion became softer and softer. She reached out and rubbed her daughter's cheeks, and said with a smile: "Feng'er has to study hard, she will use it in the future!"

Zhan Jinfeng blushed, and said: "Mother, this account looks carefully, but it is actually very messy, why don't my daughter take it back and sort it out again!"

Hearing that Zhan Xiuyun was very happy, she nodded and said: "Just take it back and read it, if you don't know how to change, come and find your mother!"

She nodded slightly, and took the account back to her room.

Huancui saw that the two had left for a short time and came back, so she asked her mother-in-law to bring the firewood into the inner room, re-burn the small stove that was stuffy, put the charcoal fire into the small hand stove, and warm it on the small couch Down.

As soon as Zhan Jinfeng entered the door, he could feel very warm.

"Miss, why are you back?" Huan Cui asked cautiously.

Nuan Yu giggled, "Ma'am told the young lady to come back and settle the bill!"

Huancui nodded knowingly, then went out to fetch a stack of papers and a clean account book, and held the low table for Zhan Jinfeng to set it up before going down.

Watching Huancui's every move, Zhan Jinfeng knew that Huancui was careful, which was in stark contrast to Nuanyu's carelessness.

That's fine too, it's more interesting to walk around with a comparison.

Nuanyu ground her, and after a while Huancui served hot tea, and the room became completely silent.

Zhan Jinfeng opened the accounts, checking, sorting, and checking carefully.

The daily expenses of the Di Mansion are very huge, especially in winter, including the expenses of charcoal-fired cotton-padded clothes, etc., but it is not a small amount of expenses, but...

Zhan Jinfeng frowned slightly, but the accounts were so strange, the total amount of money could be matched, but the final value could not be obtained for the trivial details of the branches, that is to say, someone embezzled the money in the house! ?
(End of this chapter)