After the ladies finished their tea, it was naturally not appropriate to disturb Tang Li from doing his work.

Several ladies wanted to buy Tangli's tea, but were all rejected by Tangli.

"Madam, I'm sorry, but this tea was given to me by my brother and is not for sale. If you ladies like it, you can come to the shop often and I will make it for you."

Everyone responded with a smile.

Mrs. Mei could only suppress her eager thoughts.

However, when she left, Tangli gave her a small jar of something.

Mrs. Mei's heart skipped a beat and she was a little excited. When she opened it, it was indeed Junshan Silver Needle!

"Shopkeeper Tang, don't you want to sell this tea? This..."

"Mrs. Mei, I can see that you really love tea. I'm not selling it to you, I'm giving it to you." Tang Li said with a smile.

Mrs. Mei was so happy that she thanked him repeatedly.

Madam Mei held Tang Li's hand and said affectionately, "Xiao Tang, I heard that your two children are studying in the academy. I have some good ink here and will send it to you someday."

Tangli sent several ladies away and started to work.

The day passed quickly.

It was not until the afternoon that she finished her work and went back.

After returning home, Tang Li looked at the paintings hanging in the living room and kept thinking about the words of the sloppy man.

What's so special about this painting? Will it bring disaster?

Tang Li stared at the painting for a while. Could it be that this painting has some meaning?

Tang Li looked at it for a long time but couldn't make out anything, so his eyes fell on the signature.

The signature is a red seal, representing the identity of the painter.

She stared at the seal but couldn't make out anything.

However, he still collected the painting, rolled it up, and put it away.

The next day.

On the way to the shop, Tangli met the sloppy man again.

It was in front of a rice shop, and a sloppy man was carrying rice from a ox cart into the shop.

He was so weak that he could hardly walk steadily while carrying a bag of rice, and was driven away by the shop owner.

"If you can carry it, carry it. If you can't, don't carry it!"

The man carried it silently.

Just then, a pale, weak woman hurried over.

"Husband, what are you doing here? Come back with me! How can you do such a job?! If you want money, I'll earn it! I'm feeling much better now, and I can keep my pancake stall open! Come back with me!"

The woman pulled the man and dragged him away.

"This man, you can't spoil him, otherwise he will become a gigolo!"

"This drunkard has no shame in living off his wife! He doesn't care about his family affairs at all, he just drinks. His wife makes sesame cakes and is in poor health. Last time, she fainted at the sesame cake stall. It's a pity for this woman to marry him!"

"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten. What do we outsiders have to say?"

Tangli ignored this matter.

As one of the passers-by said, this is someone else's family affair. It's a matter of choice. Whether you live a good life or not is your choice.

It has nothing to do with her.

However, if it were Tang Li, she would definitely not want such an irresponsible man.

Tangli arrived at the shop and took out the accounts recorded by the accountant in the past few days.

The accountant’s surname is Zhang. He is an old accountant and has rich experience in bookkeeping.

Tang Li looked over the accounts carefully. This old man was quite rigorous in his work, but the bookkeeping was a bit cumbersome.

If he is a young person and does not have much experience, he must follow the rules and regulations and be bound by them to form good habits.

Older gentlemen like this are very experienced and have their own accounting habits. If you are too strict, it will make it difficult for them to do the work. As long as it does not affect the accuracy of the account book, you can turn a blind eye.

Tangli returned the account book to the old man.

"Mr. Zhang, there's nothing wrong with this account book. Thank you for your hard work."

"Good boss."

The accountant breathed a sigh of relief.

He met some bosses who didn't know how to keep accounts, but they always made all kinds of strange requests to him, which gave him a headache.

This boss is easy to get along with.

However, it didn't take long for the accountant to discover that this boss was not particular about details, but if there was a real problem, she could see it at a glance.

Looking at the little girl, he found that she was actually very smart. He worked very diligently and did not dare to cheat at all.

…

It was two days later that Tangli had another dispute with the sloppy man's family.

Tangli was walking in the market when he suddenly heard a noise.

"Someone fainted!" someone shouted, and a group of people gathered around.

"This is the madman's wife. Why did she faint again?"

"What else can I do? I'm exhausted. This woman is really pitiful. She has to support her husband and son at the same time. She's exhausted."

"Mom! Mom! What's wrong with you?"

The thin young boy wanted to help the man up, but he was too weak to lift him up.

Passersby were talking about it, but no one went up to help.

They were not familiar with this family and did not want to be associated with a drunkard.

The young boy was panting so hard that his face turned red. He finally helped the man up, but he staggered from side to side and could not stand steadily.

Tang Li couldn't bear to see this scene, so he walked over, held the woman's other hand, and let her put it on his body.

Suddenly, most of the force fell on Tangli, and the young boy felt much more relaxed.

The young boy looked at Tangli with gratitude.

The two men helped the woman into the clinic.

The woman lay down in the clinic's room and soon regained consciousness, but her face was as pale as a sheet of paper and she was extremely weak. The young boy stayed beside her, sobbing softly.

"Mom! Mom! You're awake! I was so scared, wuwuwuwu!"

The woman reached out her hand with difficulty and touched her son's head.

"The patient is fine, she just fainted from exhaustion. She'll be fine after taking some medicine, but her body is too weak and she's lost a lot of energy. She needs to be taken good care of, otherwise..."

The little boy kept crying and didn't really listen to what the doctor said.

Tang Li said, "Doctor, let me go with you to get the medicine."

Tang Li followed the doctor out.

The woman nudged her son and said, "Ding'er, go and see. I don't need medicine... There's no need to buy medicine... Go quickly!"

The young boy wiped the tears from his face and went out.

On this side, the waiter at the clinic had already picked out the medicine and handed it to Tang Li.

"One ounce of silver."

Tang Li took out a tael of silver from his purse, handed it to the waiter, and took the medicine.

When he turned around, he saw the young boy standing behind him with red eyes.

Tangli handed him the medicine.

"Your mother's medicine."

The young boy took it: "Thank you."

Then he took out a tael of silver from his pocket and handed it to Tangli.

Tangli took the silver.

"Well... don't tell my mother that I have money. Just say that I borrowed the money from you to buy the medicine." said the young boy.

Tang Li looked at him: "Why? I won't help a child to cheat."

The young boy gritted his teeth and said, "I sold my father's paintings and cheated my mother out of the money, and she spent it all. If my mother knew the money was still there, she would definitely give it back to my father. I won't give it to him. I want to keep the money for my mother's medical treatment!"

Tang Li had never thought that the boy would sell his paintings to pay for his mother's medical treatment. If so, this child was indeed quite filial.

Forget it, just help him.

Tangli agreed to his request.