"Hey, come on."

Ming's mother has never seen Mingxiu ask Xie Zhan about his identity, so she just pretends that she has found nothing. As a mother, she can help solve these matters. Mingxiu is still a girl, and she just needs to live a good life at home.

, she has already worried too much about this family, and Ming's mother doesn't want to make her worry anymore.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Let's go to the town to check the accounts first."

The whole family went to the town neatly, leaning on their legs all the way. Mingxiu felt a little bitter and resentful, "Mom, our family still needs to buy a bullock cart."

Walking like this every day is a waste of time. She had already made this plan when the carriage was reimbursed, but Ming's mother had always said that she had never met a good one, so she put it aside for the time being and neglected this point while dragging Mingxiu.

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I just remembered this again now.

Ming's mother originally wanted to save up for Mingxiu's dowry, and she would wait until she could spare the money, so she kept postponing the oxcart matter. Now that it has been decided that Mingxiu cannot marry Li Guangsheng, then

She was still far away from getting married, but now she can buy a bullock cart first.

"Okay, we will stay in the town today, and ask your father to buy a bullock cart early tomorrow morning. Then we will go back in the cart."

In just a few months, their family will be driven by horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts. By then, people in the village will probably have gossip again.

Ming's mother used to be a little hesitant about this, but now...

After experiencing all kinds of indifference from the villagers, when Li Guangsheng slandered Mingxiu's reputation, everyone laughed at their family and still laughed at the joke. It would be impossible if Mingxiu's mother didn't have any complaints in her heart. After all, she was the daughter in the palm of her hand, Mingxiu.

Mother and Ming's father now have some opinions about the village.

Now they will not blindly think that it is their own problem like they did before, and the people in the village will not have such strong ill will towards them for no reason.

But now they are slapped in the face by the fact that some people are naturally malicious when facing people who are weaker than themselves, and they cannot change this.

Of course, Mingxiu didn't want to change either.

Walk to the shop in town.

Although it was the day of accounting, they didn't want to delay the business. Therefore, Ming's mother cleared out the account books and put them in the backyard, and asked Mingxiu to do the accounting. Ye Ziming was asked to help, while Xie Zhan was pulled to the front to help.

Greet guests.

"It gives me a headache just looking at this kind of formal stuff. Why don't you let Brother Xie come and help you? I can go to the front and help you."

Ye Ziming scratched his head. It wasn't that he couldn't read, but that he was naturally not interested in things like account books. In the past, when the Ye family was good, there was a special accounting room to handle the accounts. Later, when the Ye family fell, he was able to live a good life.

Day after day, it can be said that this is the first time in many years that he has truly faced the accounts by himself.

"Then go and tell my father."

Mingxiu knew that Ming's father's arrangement was also for her own good. Although Xie Zhan had lived with them under the same roof for so long, in the end he was still an outsider.

The leaves of the mother are close to each other.

Xie Zhan would eventually leave, and money matters were very sensitive, so Ming's father didn't want Xie Zhan to interfere too much.

Mingxiu didn't have much opinion on this. She actually agreed with Ming's father's choice. How many relationships ended because of money?

Ye Ziming touched his nose and stopped talking.

Although Ming's father is not as serious and upright as his biological father, he has always been in awe of his father's role. If it is not a last resort, he does not want to disobey Ming's father's wishes. Obviously, he can do anything like looking at the account books.

Not as a last resort.

Mingxiu was very pleased to see that he had become honest, but at the same time he was a little confused. If his father was not a serious and rigid father, why was Ye Ziming so afraid of him?

There were even times when he was more in awe of Father Ming than he was obedient to Xie Zhan.

Although neither of them are experienced in calculating accounts, Ming's mother remembered the accounts carefully for just one month, so she quickly calculated the general ledger, and added the daily expenses for purchasing food, and the final amount was gratifying.

"mother!"

After lunch time, the shop became empty, and Mingxiu happily approached her parents holding her account book.

"Have you done the calculation?" Ming's father looked at his daughter with a smile, "Your mother went to make lunch for you, let dad see how you did the calculation?"

Ye Ziming handed over the account book and looked at Ming's father expectantly.

Although everything was copied by Mingxiu, he also contributed a lot to it. Now that it's time for inspection, I can't help but be nervous and looking forward to it.

"Xiu'er..." The moment he opened the account book, Ming's father's expression was a bit hard to describe. Although he had not gone to school for a few days, he could still use common words. The font was not beautiful, but compared with Ming Xiu, it was much better.

"Your words are too ugly."

Where does it look like a girl's home?

He looked at Ye Ziming, "Xiu'er's handwriting is so ugly, why don't you help me write it?"

Zi Ming was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer Ming's father's question.

Mingxiu laughed first, "Dad, my eldest brother's handwriting is not as good as mine."

At least she could tell what she was writing, but Ye Ziming...

I really don’t know how someone with such a sloppy handwriting could pass the martial arts exam.

Although martial arts examinations do not require a high degree of literary literacy, you still need to know the basics. No matter what his background is, the court will not let an illiterate martial artist gain the title of martial arts examination.

Mingxiu deeply felt that Ye Ziming's martial arts success came through the back door.

It has to be said that, to a certain extent, she guessed the truth.

Ye Ziming scratched his head, "I haven't written for too long, and my hands are raw."

Knowing that he was embarrassed and no one would expose him, Ming's father rubbed his eyebrows in confusion and said, "Come on, from now on, you two will copy and sort out the account books every day so that you can check the accounts at the end of the month. It can also be regarded as practicing calligraphy."

Mingxiu pouted, obviously unhappy.

It's not that she wants to be lazy, but she really can't write with soft pen. Although she can see what is written, she still feels uncomfortable.

She had to think of a way to get a hard pen, which would be much more convenient.

"yes."

Ye Ziming agreed simply and readily, which made Mingxiu look sideways.

Just now, I asked him to help me write two words, which seemed like life and death. Why did he agree immediately as soon as Ming's father opened his mouth?

Although he was puzzled, Mingxiu was still happy to see the result.

If Ye Ziming is too unruly, it would not be good for them if Ming's mother recognizes such a godson.

"You old man, you haven't even gotten to the point for a long time."

Ming's mother came out with the food and glared at Ming's father angrily.

"You guys eat first, and I'll take a look at this month's accounts."

Although she recorded her expenses and income every day, and knew that except for the days when Zhao Qiao brought people to eat, there was basically a surplus every day, but she still didn't count the specific amount.
Chapter completed!