Chapter 65 Jinjiang First Release Chapter 65 Someone is concerned about Qinglong...

The couple had originally planned to stay in the county town for a few more days. Yu Qinglong even considered finishing the third volume there before returning, saving on travel and accommodation expenses. This was also why he told Lu Dexin that he could submit the manuscript in about ten days.

But it was a pleasant surprise that someone took a fancy to my backpack, so I had to go back as soon as possible.

The two arrived at Xiaxixi Village at dusk the next day.

The weather was good today, and since there were only two of them in the car, the horse ran a little faster than last time.

Yu Qinglong wanted to go to the town first, but Fang Shu wanted him to get home early so that he could have a good rest, so he asked the driver to go directly to Xiaxixi Village.

When I entered the house, four people in the family were having dinner.

Fang Wu said, "You're really quick to reply this time. Did everything go smoothly? Are you hungry?"

Fang Shu said, "It went pretty smoothly, mother. Is there any extra food? Long Ge'er and I are a little hungry."

Fang Wu said, "Yes, your sister-in-law steamed a lot of wild vegetable and dried tofu dumplings. They are so delicious. We were worried about how to save some for you two, but it's a coincidence that you came back."

Zhou Jianer smiled and said, "It's obvious they are blessed."

The noodles made by my sister-in-law are also delicious. Yu Qinglong and Fang Shu quickly put down their schoolbags, washed their hands, and then came back to sit at the table.

Each of them had a big bun in their hands, and Zhou Jianer went to help them serve some porridge.

Fang Dingman asked, "Is it raining over there?"

Yu Qinglong said, "No. Maybe it snowed a little before, but not much."

Fang Dingman said, "That's good. If it rained all over the county, life would definitely be even more difficult from now on."

If it rains in some places but not in others, even if food prices rise, they won't rise too much. That way, even if the harvest is poor, we can still get through it by gritting our teeth.

"It's truly a blessing in disguise." Fang Shu turned to ask Yu Qingjia, "Has Big Brother's injury improved?"

"Much better. Thanks to Uncle Fang and Aunt Fang's care, I don't feel as much pain as before." Yu Qingjia said with a sad smile, "It's just that I can't help much at home, which makes me anxious."

"Oh, kid, this is not something you can rush into," Fang Dingman said. "Besides, you've protected your wife and child. Isn't that better than anything else?"

"Exactly. There's work every year, so I can just do it slowly later." Fang Wu said, "Besides, why aren't you working? I just hate chopping vegetables. Otherwise, why do you always eat noodles when you're at home? It's because I don't like chopping vegetables. Noodles have fewer vegetables, so I chop less. Now you've helped me dry the vegetables, which is a big help."

"Then just call me if you want to cut any vegetables." Zhou Jianer said.

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"Mom, how many days will it take for our autumn harvest?" Yu Qinglong asked.

"It will take another six or seven days."

We hired people, but not as many as in previous years, so the amount of land to be harvested was less, but the time was not shortened much either.

Yu Qinglong said, "After the autumn harvest, is there anything else for our family to do?"

Fang Wu said, "After the harvest, we still have to harvest the grain. After the harvest, we keep what we need to eat and sell what we can. If we have time, we store some vegetables for the winter and collect more firewood. Why are you asking this?"

Yu Qinglong said, "I've taken on some profitable work, but I can't do it all by myself. If you have some free time, I'd like to see if you can help me out. I don't care about hiring one or two more people."

The pen holder job had been assigned to his second brother's family, so if the bag-making job was assigned solely to his eldest brother's family, it would definitely not be a good idea. Even if his in-laws were open-minded and reasonable, if he was too biased towards his father's family, it would hurt their feelings. So he planned to talk to Fang Wu about the bag-making and let her make the decision together.

He had to make at least ten this time. The sewing part was easy; his mother-in-law could do it, as could his father, his eldest sister-in-law, and Qiu Ge'er. But the rope-braiding part was a bit more demanding.

Fang Wu said, "We are all family. If you need anything, just tell me."

Yu Qinglong then mentioned the schoolbag he had made for Fang Shu: "There are people in the county who like this schoolbag and want to buy it. But Fang Shu would never sell this one, and it wouldn't be enough, so I agreed to make some new ones to sell. But I'm alone and I really don't have that much time, so I thought I'd ask you for help."

"How many do you want to make? Or should I help you sew the cloth and weave the hemp bags?"

"I'll make ten this time. If they sell well, I'll keep making more."

"How much is this one?" Fang Dingman asked, "Kid, you have to calculate the cost accurately. This business is no small matter."

"I've calculated it, Father. We can sell this bag in the county town for three to five hundred wen each. I haven't set a firm price yet because we're just starting out, and there might be some fluctuations later. About one hundred and fifty wen is enough as the starting capital. I figured since everyone won't have much to do after the autumn harvest, we might as well make some money now. Maybe we can make more money in the winter."

"This, this bag has three or five hundred coins?!" The eldest sister-in-law was extremely surprised. "Oh my God, this is not just carrying money on your back."

"There will be more expensive ones in the future. Anyway, this is a profitable business. We are all family, so I won't hide it. But you can't let outsiders know about this. Otherwise, many people will compete with us for this business, and then it will be difficult to make money, maybe even not at all."

Several people nodded heavily and promised not to tell anyone.

Fang Wu thought for a moment and asked, "How long will it take you to finish these ten bags?"

"Eight days at the latest."

"Then I alone wouldn't be enough," Fang Wu said. "Why don't you ask your father? He's a good cook. Since we can't let outsiders know, we have to do it ourselves. Besides, even if someone outside is capable, we'll definitely make the money first."

"My father can probably help, but even he can't do it all. See if there's anyone else you can trust," Yu Qinglong said.

"Then there's your eldest sister-in-law, your younger brother, and the Fangshan family. I don't hang out with the Wu family anyway, and the Fang family is too far away."

What she didn't mention was that some of the people in the Fang family were particularly fussy and slow to get things done, which she disliked. Furthermore, some of them were particularly annoying. Unless something important was going on, she generally didn't hang out with the Fang family.

Yu Qinglong then asked, "Sister-in-law, do you want to do this? I will definitely not let you do it in vain. If we make money, everyone will have a share."

Who would complain about having too much money? Zhou Jian'er was just wondering if she could ask about this. When she heard her brother-in-law ask, she quickly said, "Of course I can do it. Just show me how to do it. Even if I don't know how to do it, I can still learn."

Fang Wu said, "That's perfect. Let's call your father over during the day. You can also call Li Zheng. That child has a hard life, and it's not easy for him to take care of a child on his own now. I think you should be on good terms with Long Ge'er, so you can call him over to help. Otherwise, it will take a long time to weave these hemp bags."

If she had more time, she would have done it all herself. At most, she could have brought in her in-laws. But eight days was too short, and she would have needed more help to be safe. Business wasn't like anything else; she absolutely couldn't let her son-in-law break his promise.

"Then I'll go call my father and the others tomorrow, and you have to help find a place at home."

"We have plenty of space, don't we? It's no big deal, don't worry. But we don't have that much coarse cloth and hemp rope."

"Shoucheng and I have to go to town tomorrow and buy it when we get back."

Fang Wu readily agreed.

At night, Fang Shu wanted to ask Yu Qinglong to go to bed early, but Yu Qinglong didn't. After a long day of traveling, he still sat down after taking a shower and picked up his pen.

"I have to wait until my hair is dry before I can sleep, so I'll write first."

"Then I'll accompany you." Fang Shu opened the book and quickly began to read intently. In the past, he would open the book, his hands resting on it, his eyes fixed on Yu Qinglong. But this time, he didn't do that. He was afraid that if he peeked at his husband again, he would end up being his gigolo, which would be humiliating!

If you don’t have the ability to jump onto a horse, then you can’t even support a husband!

"Husband, how do you write the character 'xie' in 'chaojiao'?"

"Be good, write a homophone first, and I'll teach you later."

“???”

Yu Qinglong peeked over and saw Fang Shu writing furiously, flipping through a book. He couldn't make out what he was writing. Fang Shu's hurried cursive writing was unrecognizable; it was wild and unrestrained, completely unlike Fang Shu's usual style.

What are you doing? Are you excited?

Seeing that this guy was truly in a flow state, Yu Qinglong stopped bothering him. He continued writing until his hair was almost dry, and he had already written two chapters.

Fang Shu was still studying. He said, "Husband, don't be too tired. It's better to rest early."

Fang Shu said, "Long Ge'er, you go to bed first. I'll be up later."

Yu Qinglong was so sleepy that he could barely keep his eyes open. But when he realized Fang Shu had no intention of stopping, he stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he went over, hugged Fang Shu from behind, and kissed him on the cheek: "I'm not going to accompany you anymore. I'm just trying to wake you up."

Fang Shu grabbed Yu Qinglong, put down his pen, and sat him on his lap. "Brother Long, how much money do we need to save before you agree to have a baby with me?"

Yu Qinglong said, "It should be at least five hundred taels. I also need to prepare money for your exam."

Five hundred taels!

Fang Shu suddenly felt discouraged: "When can I finally make you mine?"

Yu Qinglong smiled and said, "Do you want me that much?"

Fang Shu hugged Yu Qinglong and nuzzled into his arms: "I miss you so much that my whole body aches at night. Otherwise, why do you think I always let you sleep after you finish writing? Polishing is indeed an important matter, but I can do it during the day. The most important thing is that I dare not sleep with you at the same time. I'm afraid that I won't be able to control myself and annoy you again."

Yu Qinglong's heart softened when he heard this, and he almost agreed. But thinking about the ten months of pregnancy, he immediately perked up. He said, "It's really not possible right now. Let's wait until we're through this busy period, right? Besides, if I get pregnant now, then you'll have to go out to take the exam right after I give birth next year, and I won't be able to go with you."

Fang Shu thought about what was happening and unconsciously tightened his arms.

He really didn't want to be separated from his husband, but the mere thought of it made him sad. For so many years, no one had ever understood him as well as his long-legged friend, so he often felt lonely. Only those lovely stones and wooden toys could alleviate his boredom.

But things were different after his husband came. He truly felt the joy of being together with two like-minded people.

The rolling clouds and the sea of ​​flowers are not as beautiful as them being together.

The next day, Yu Qinglong was the first to wake up. When he woke up, he found that his body was clean and the manuscripts in the study had been polished and neatly placed.

No matter how sloppy Fang Shu was when he was learning, he was always neat and rigorous when polishing his writing, without a single mistake, and he was as serious as if he was treating his own writing.

Yu Qinglong returned to the house and after thinking about it, he decided to let Fang Shu sleep a little longer.

When he went out, he saw Fang Wu had just come out and seemed stunned when she saw him.

Yu Qinglong thought: I didn’t seem to make any loud noise last night?

Fang Wu thought: Why is it that my son-in-law comes out first again? This son is so useless!

I have to find some time to nourish my son.

"Good morning, mother." Yu Qinglong said, "Let me help you light the fire. What shall we have for breakfast?"

"Make some scallion and egg drop soup this morning. We still have the dumplings from yesterday, so we can eat them together. Go and do your own thing. Make the soup quickly, and I'll do it myself."

"Then I'll go wash the clothes and hang them up." Yu Qinglong said as he saw his sister-in-law come out alone. "Good morning, sister-in-law. Where's my brother?"

"It's a fine day today, so he went out to collect firewood early in the morning."

"This child, his injury hasn't healed yet, why is he collecting firewood?" Fang Wu said, "Next time, don't ask him to work. He won't have to use his shoulders to carry him back. That would be better. Long'er, go back and persuade your eldest brother."

"I understand, mother." Yu Qinglong said, "Sister-in-law, please give me the clothes that you and my elder brother need to wash. I will wash them together."

"I'll wash it."

"It's inconvenient for you with your big belly, I'll help you wash."

Zhou Jianer thought about it and left the inner garment to wash herself, and gave the two outer garments to Yu Qinglong.

Yu Qinglong brought the family's clothes, performed a trick with the fabric, hung them up, and then went out with the bucket.

He analyzed it for a moment at the door before daring to take a step and go to the well.

He was glad to see his father there too. This wasn't like living in the same house; it was more like a reunion between family members after a long separation.

"I was thinking of bringing you two buckets later," Yu Qinglong said with a smile, "but you came earlier than me."

"Otherwise I wouldn't be able to sleep," Zhou Yuehua said. "Zheng'er got up early and prepared food. Your father simply took the bread and went to chop wood with your eldest brother. I came here to fetch some water. When did you get home yesterday?"

"Well, it's night, so I didn't come to see you. After lunch, you and Zheng Ge'er can bring the children over to my place. I have something to tell you."

"Okay." After Zhou Yuehua said that, she saw her son carrying a bucket and bringing up his water. She waited for a while and went back with her son.

On the way, someone asked Yu Qinglong, "Mrs. Fang Shu, you're lucky. You married into a neighboring village and can still see your father and your grandpa every day. Don't make other husbands jealous."

Yu Qinglong listened to the other party's casual chat and saw no ill intentions. He smiled and said, "Yes, Uncle Wang, in-laws are still relatives. Isn't it a good thing to help each other? There is strength in numbers."

Some people were naive and said, "I think he has both the heart and the courage to commit a crime. He thinks he's a good person, but he keeps going to a widower's house. I guess he wants to live in his house."

Yu Qinglong knew it was Yan Ermao without even looking at the scowl, and replied, "How can you say you're occupying someone else's house? My father paid rent to Zheng Ge'er. It's hard for him to take care of the land with the kids, so this rent is better than nothing. Zheng Ge'er and I are friends, and after all, we help each other. It's better than some people who only care about the house and the land and don't care about their relatives. You say bad things about others all day long, and I don't know what you're thinking, and you still have the nerve to criticize others."

Yan Ermao snorted, "They said they paid the rent, but who saw it?"

Yu Qinglong said, "Whether anyone saw it or not is none of your business. Zheng'er and Pan'er live in the house built by Yan Si. Zheng'er is his husband, and Pan'er is his son. They have the final say on how they want to use the house. What business is it of you, an outsider?"

"Pan'er is a boy! Even if his last name is Yan, he will get married in the future, so the house will belong to the Yan family! My last name is Yan! You say I am an outsider? Who is the outsider anyway?"

"So I'm telling you, you're just after that house. And you're saying Pan Ge'er isn't Yan Si's child. Aren't you just trying to chase them away and take over the house yourself? Don't even think about it! No one can be scared!"

Yu Qinglong rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms. He looked as if he was going to hit you if you dared to say that again.

Yan Ermao took two steps back in fear, speechless: "Are you a brother?!"

Yu Qinglong: “Nonsense!”

After saying that, he picked up some water and left. That momentum, he wanted to go to war!

Zhou Yuehua was very worried at first, but now she is not worried at all.

In the past, he was always afraid that his youngest son would be bullied, but now he felt that it was good enough if his youngest son didn't bully others. For the first time, he felt that his brother's height was a good thing.

After breakfast, Yu Qinglong and Fang Shu went to town. They went to Jiang's Stone again to lay the stone foundation. This time, the stone was slightly different in size and shape. But for the shopkeeper, it didn't make much of a difference, as they still needed the same size of raw stone, and the workmanship was about the same. But this time, they ordered twenty pieces directly, and it was a renewal order, so the price was two wen cheaper than before: the sandstone base was thirteen wen each, and the graystone base was eighteen wen each.

Yu Qinglong paid a deposit of 110 wen, and then went with Fang Shu to find Yan Xikuan and Ma Qinsui. He gave each of them 200 wen.

Although two hundred wen didn't sound like much, it was enough to at least keep Ma Qinsui and Yan Xikuan from worrying about food and lodging. If they could submit manuscripts twice a month, and they helped copy them each time, that would be four hundred wen each per month.

Four hundred coins, if you save a little you can even save half of that. But in reality, they don't need to spend a lot of time copying books.

Yan Xikuan and Ma Qinsui were neither stupid nor evil, so they knew that Yu Qinglong and Fang Shu were trying to help them. Copying books was as easy as eating and drinking for the scholars. Jobs like this were highly sought after in the county town.

Yan Xikuan and Yu Qinglong were not shy about accepting the gift, and said with a smile, "It would be great if you could open your own library in the future, little brother."

Yu Qinglong said, "Then I'll force you guys to copy books in the library every day."

Yan Xikuan said, "If such a day really existed, even a god wouldn't change it."

Being with books every day, being able to make a living and save money, what life could be happier than this?

Ma Qinsui suddenly remembered something: "Shoucheng, our mentor has returned from his travels. Do you want to go and pay him a visit?"

Fang Shu said, "Now that you know, you must go. Have you been there?"

Ma Qinsui and Yan Xikuan both had expressions of wanting to speak but not wanting to. They exchanged glances, and then Ma Qinsui said, "We only found out about it when Qian Changan mentioned it, and we went there that day."

Fang Shu frowned when he heard the words "Qian Chang'an".

Yu Qinglong saw this and asked, "What's wrong? Do I have to go see my mentor today?"

Fang Shu said: "That's not the case."

Yan Xikuan said, "It's that Qian Chang'an who is so annoying. He always takes precedence over Shoucheng in everything."

Ma Qinfu said, "The Qian family is one of the richest families in our town, and Qian Chang'an has been arrogant since childhood. However, he is not as talented or handsome as Shoucheng, so every time they meet, he always tries to embarrass Shoucheng."

Yu Qinglong glanced at her coldly, "Really? Then why not wait for the best day? My dear husband, take me to meet my mentor now. If I could meet this despicable rat, I would teach him a lesson: how a rat should behave when meeting an eagle, lest he think he's a phoenix just because he has a few pheasant feathers on his tail."

Ma Qinsui and Yan Xikuan: "..."

Good, good mouth!

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Author's words: Fang Shu: I'm a little excited, what's going on? [Let me see]

Qinglong: He doesn’t have a heart disease, right? [Sunglasses]

Fang Shu: Husband, I’m so scared when you say that [covering my face with laughter and tears]

Qinglong: [Dog Head]