At first, Song Jinxiu thought that she had not expressed herself well and had hurt the man's self-esteem?
Listening to the hearty laughter again, Song Jinxiu was a little unsure. What did this hammer mean?
On second thought, this scholar is aloof, don't you think he is unworthy of my cheap mother, and get a divorce letter?
This time it was Song Jinxiu who felt uneasy.
Zhang Bangchui smiled and raised his hand to point at her and said, "You, your narrow-mindedness is written all over your face."
ah? Is it that obvious?
Song Jinxiu rubbed her face quickly, then looked at him seriously.
Zhang Bangchui laughed and said, "You are not an ignorant scholar, but you have long lost the scholar's spirit."
Then he said seriously, "I understand what you mean. You are afraid that we will be too embarrassed to continue living here."
We are really too embarrassed to leave, that's why we wanted to leave today.
놛 said: "People need face, trees need bark. But face is earned by oneself, not given by others."
"I have also been thinking about the matter between you and your mother these days."
Song Jinxiu sat up straight, indicating that she was all ears.
"Given my current predicament, marrying your mother is a blessing from heaven. Although she is remarrying, she is indeed a good woman.
We have been together for almost a year. I wouldn't say that we met too late, but we have grown in love over time, and I am happy about it. ”
Why does this man say anything in front of the child? Tian Xinghua blushed and lowered her head to look for a crack in the ground...
Song Jinxiu, who had eaten a mouthful of dog food, tried to smile.
"You want to live a good life with her. You are her children, so you should be generous and treat you as your own children."
"Since you consider yourself an elder, you have to consider yourselves."
"You kids also know from your past that you are lucky. It is fortunate to become rich overnight, but becoming rich overnight is most likely to arouse jealousy."
"If you want to build such a big yard and a house, you may have to buy some land, right?"
Song Jinxiu nodded.
Zhang Bangchui said, "So, we can't make any more big moves. Let's forget about the school. At least for the next year, we should be more peaceful."
"As for 놖, I recently taught Qiu Sheng to read. 놖 also recalled what he had learned in the past and found that he could still remember 70% or 80% of it.
Although he was already twenty-eight, he still wanted to review his studies and try to earn the title of scholar. ”
As he said this, he smiled and said, "If you can become a scholar again, you kids will be able to stand up straight and be proud of yourself."
Looking at her stepfather's bright smiling face, Song Jinxiu's first thought was, this man is only twenty-eight?
Damn, it’s not even as big as my former self?
Why do I suddenly feel like I’m looking at the boy next door?
At the age of 28, he is already a big boy in front of himself, and there are infinite possibilities waiting for him in the future!
Song Jinxiu couldn't help but look at her mother. "Mother, how old are you?"
Tian Xinghua choked and sighed, "I'm old now. I'm thirty-three this year."
Song Jinxiu: ...
They are both in the prime of their life, but these two look old. She thought they were in their forties or fifties.
Especially her mother, with gray hair. Although she had been drinking Bodhi leaves in water these days and her hair had darkened a lot, she was actually wearing a navy blue dress today.
Song Jinxiu rushed to the door and shouted: "Yingchun,"
Yingchun was a newly bought maid. There were five maids, all of whom were twelve or thirteen years old. Song Jinxiu named them: Yingchun, Shijin, Yulan, Bauhinia, and Bitao.
These girls are all serving in the yard, and they haven't been assigned any tasks yet.
Yingchun pushed the door open and Song Jinxiu said, "Move all the cloth you bought to mother's room."
"Yes," Yingchun went out, and soon several maids and old women came in carrying seven or eight pieces of colorful fine cotton cloth.
Tian Xinghua asked in confusion: "How do we use so much cloth?"
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "I bought all of this for my mother."
After that, she said to Zhang's mother, "Grandma Zhang is good at sewing. You should dress up Da Niang and make her two sets of bright clothes. Don't let her be outdone by Uncle Da Niang."
Zhang's mother smiled and said, "Okay, okay, go ahead, dress her up like a young daughter-in-law."
Tian Xinghua was bullied by her mother-in-law and daughter and her face turned red.
Zhang Bangchui looked at her and smiled foolishly.
Song Jinxiu couldn't bear to watch, and hurriedly urged: "Okay, okay, let's look at it later, let's get down to business first."
Zhang Bangchui touched his nose and followed her out of the house. Seeing her ordering someone to harness the carriage, he asked, "What are you going to do with the carriage?"
Song Jinxiu glanced at the boy next door and said, "Of course I'm going to the county town to buy you some books and information."
"Go now? My family is so busy..."
"There are so many people here, just go and get busy, you guys are here to work for us.
Besides, you can't afford to waste this time. You should start studying and reviewing as early as possible. Time is money. ”
Zhang Bangchui: This girl is very eloquent. It's like preaching to me.
Why do I suddenly feel like my father took my little kid to the bookstore?
He's my stepfather, so are the generations messed up?
On the ox cart, Zhang Bangchui sat upright, looking serious and pretending to be an elder.
But the ox cart was shaking and soon I felt drowsy.
I didn't sleep all night yesterday. I was just thinking about when and what excuse I would find to date my wife after leaving Songjia Village.
They went to the largest bookstore in the county. Zhang Bangchui was choosing books, and Song Jinxiu also picked a few books for herself.
In fact, she has the world's largest library in her space computer.
This is a free download for everyone in their organization.
Although she downloaded it, unfortunately she didn't watch it much. Because they are selected by the organization, more than half of them are academic.
In order to understand this world, Song Jinxiu picked up several travel notes.
She found that most of the books here were enlightenment books and scientific research books, and there were almost no popular science books on agriculture, medicine, etc.
There are quite a few travel books, and some romantic novels, but not many.
I picked the best pens, ink, paper and inkstones and bought a lot of them.
The shopkeeper took one look and thought, a wealthy customer has arrived, so he hurried over to greet him personally.
Song Jinxiu settled the bill first and asked Wang to move the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone to the car first.
Seeing that Zhang Bangchui was still selecting books seriously, he said to Yiming, "You stay here, and I'll go out for a walk."
Yiming was worried: "Miss, I'd better follow you."
Song Jinxiu nodded in Zhang Bangchui's direction and said, "Let's go now. It will be embarrassing if we buy something but don't have money to pay for it later."
Yiming couldn't help but laugh, and nodded, "Then take this, and blow it if there's danger, and 놖 will rush over immediately when he hears it."
Yiming handed her a bamboo whistle. Song Jinxiu took it, waved at her, and left the bookstore.
When she saw the paper just now, she thought about stocking up some straw paper and rice paper.
Because toilet paper made from straw paper is relatively brittle, it will be much better if you add some rice paper into it.
Of course, the ones you use yourself are naturally the best. They are made of rice paper and have good toughness.
But the same cannot be said for the people at home. If she took out such good toilet paper, they would probably be so scared that they would not dare to go to the toilet.
I went to buy a basket as a cover first.
꺗 went to several bookstores in the county, put the rice paper and straw paper he bought in a basket, and then secretly moved it into the space.
I went to the grain store and bought a cart of rice and flour. I left my address and asked them to deliver it directly to my home.
In fact, there was no shortage of rice and flour at home, but Bianyianniang and Jinfang had to mix sorghum and beans into whatever they cooked.
Song Jinxiu really couldn't get used to it. She told them many times, but they just ignored it.
My mother still says the same thing: you can eat enough and wear enough, but you can never be poor if you plan too much.
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