"Uncle is safe and will be back in a few days."

Pei Ziheng nodded.

Guoguo clapped his hands happily to express his joy.

Shen Mingzhu bent down and kissed her daughter on the cheek, then turned around, touched her son's head and said softly: "You also contributed to the success of rescuing my uncle this time. I thank you on behalf of my uncle."

Pei Ziheng shook his head. "Mom, you don't have to say thank you. Uncle is also our relative."

"Yes, we are a family and we should love each other."

After Shen Mingzhu finished praising him, she curiously asked how Pei Ziheng saved up the 10,000 yuan in pocket money.

Although Pei Ziheng has received a lot of New Year's money over the years, he also spends a lot on buying birthday presents for her, and candies and toys for Guoguo every year.

"I saved this money by tutoring my classmates."

Hearing this, Shen Mingzhu was a little surprised.

She knew that Pei Ziheng would go to his classmates' homes on weekends and holidays to help them with their studies, but she always thought that it was just mutual help among classmates.

"Do you charge your classmates for tutoring?"

"Um."

Pei Ziheng said confidently, "If I don't charge, everyone will come to me, and I will be very busy."

Instead of having the energy to tutor people for free, he might as well stay at home and play with his sister.

Shen Mingzhu laughed, "Then how do you charge?"

"Two dollars an hour, minimum order of ten lessons."

Boy, that’s not cheap.

"Do your classmates' parents know about this?"

"Know."

Shen Mingzhu was relieved.

The tuition fees are not cheap. If some children pay my son privately, and then the parents come to make trouble, it will be difficult to explain.

"Son, you are very capable. You have learned how to make money at such a young age. You are better than many adults. Mom is very proud of you, but..."

"Mom hopes that you can focus on studying, have fun after studying, grow up healthily, and leave the money-making to me and dad."

Although she did not object to her son's behavior of charging for tutoring, after all, the child was only nine years old, and it was not a good sign if he was too utilitarian.

"Mom, I won't give them extra lessons after I finish the remaining classes."

Her son's obedience made Shen Mingzhu subconsciously reflect on herself and wonder if her interference was a bit too aggressive.

"Forget it, it's up to you. If you have time, give extra lessons to your classmates. But there is one thing, if the classmate's family is not well off, you should not charge too much."

Pei Ziheng nodded.

None of his students were poor; they all came from wealthy and powerful families.

Tutoring is just a cover; his real purpose is to establish relationships with these people and obtain useful information.

"Brother, I want to ride a horse."

Pei Ziheng lowered his eyes to look at his sister who was hugging his legs and twisting around like a little maggot, and his eyes were filled with doting.

"Mom, I'll take Guoguo out to play for a while."

"Go, be careful, and come back soon."

"Um."

Pei Ziheng bent down, picked up the person, went to the yard, and put him on the back seat of the bicycle.

A small rattan chair with a backrest was tied to the back seat, and pedals were made on both sides of the rattan chair to prevent the person's feet from being entangled in the bicycle wheels.

This is a special chair that Pei Ziheng made specifically for his sister.

Except Guoguo, no one else is qualified to sit, including Zhao Yun, who is his brother.

"Horse a horse."

Guoguo sat on the bicycle as he wished and cheered happily.

Seeing her happy, Pei Ziheng's face also showed joy.

He pushed the bicycle out of the yard, sat on it, turned his head and reminded those behind him: "Hold me tight."

"Okay~"

Guoguo opened her little arms and hugged his waist.

"Let's go."

"Um!"

The bicycle carried a tall and a short figure, moving forward among the green leaves, as beautiful as a painting.

…

After the children left, Shen Mingzhu was finally able to calm down and think about what to do with the gold in Pei Ke's hands.

This was the difficult matter Pei Yang told her about on the phone.

According to Peck's original idea, he wanted to use the casino in Australia City to turn the money into legal income.

But after what happened this time, Pei Ke no longer dared to take the risk again.

Finally, with the help of Zhuang Xueqi, this batch of gold was sold to a trader who traveled between Hong Kong and Shenzhen at a price 20% lower than the market price.

Because of absenteeism without reason, Pei Ke lost his job. After resolving the gold issue, he packed up his things and followed Pei Yang back to Fengcheng.

The first thing Pei Ke did when he came back was to take out 200,000 yuan and give it to Shen Mingzhu.

"Uncle, there are 20,000 more."

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The total fine was 240,000 yuan, of which 60,000 yuan was Pei Ke's money, and Shen Mingzhu raised 180,000 yuan.

Pei Ke didn't take the 20,000 yuan that Shen Mingzhu handed back. "This money is given by me to Xiaoyang. Thanks to you guys this time, otherwise I would have died in Australia City."

"Uncle, you are our family member, and family love cannot be measured by money."

After hearing what Shen Mingzhu said, Pei Ke felt a little ashamed.

She felt that his act of taking the money was a blasphemy to the family relationship. "Mingzhu, I don't have any other intentions, it's just a little token of my appreciation."

"Uncle, we appreciate your kindness."

Seeing Shen Mingzhu's firm attitude, Pei Ke had to take the money back and told her that he wanted to buy a building nearby.

Shen Mingzhu agreed to keep an eye out for him.

After Pei Ke left, Shen Mingzhu distributed the 180,000 yuan.

Among them, 120,000 was their family savings, and the remaining 60,000, 15,000 was from Pei Wenping, 10,000 was from Pei Ziheng, and the rest was borrowed from relatives by Pei Yang.

Shen Mingzhu counted them out, put them in an envelope, wrote her name on it, and planned to return them tomorrow.

While she was counting the money, Pei Yang came into the room after taking a shower. Seeing that she was busy, he sat behind her, put his long arms around her waist, and rested his furry head on her shoulder.

"Wife."

"explain."

"Thank you, I'm telling you this on behalf of my dad."

After saying that, he turned her face over, gave her a big kiss on her cherry lips, and said with a smile: "This is my thanks."

Shen Mingzhu gave him a reproachful look and continued counting the money.

"You are not satisfied? Then tell me how you want me to repay you."

"No need. My uncle is not only your relative, but also my uncle, and the great uncle of the children."

Pei Yang was so touched that he rubbed his furry head back and forth on her neck. "I must have burned incense in my previous life to marry a wife as virtuous, gentle and sensible as you in this life. How can you be so good?"

The man's hair was thick and hard, and it made her neck itchy.

Shen Mingzhu pushed him away angrily, "Stop making trouble, go to bed early, go to Shanghai tomorrow and try to negotiate the provincial agency."

Shen Mingzhu is still very optimistic about the pager industry.

"Then you sleep too."

"You go to bed first."

"No, let's sleep together. I want you to hold me while I sleep."

Shen Mingzhu glanced at him, "Are you still young? You still need someone to hold you when you sleep."

"I am not small, don't you know?"

Pei Yang smiled playfully, "But it may be a little smaller recently because I'm hungry~"

Shen Mingzhu raised her foot and kicked him, "Get lost, you old rascal."

Pei Yang dragged her into his arms and bit her chin with his teeth, his eyes full of dissatisfaction and accusation, "Am I old? Where am I old?"

"Always old, older than me anyway. I'm only 25, and you're 31."

Hearing this, the man laid his furry head on her shoulder and said softly, "I will drink less and exercise more in the future to keep my body in good shape so that I can spend more years with you when I am old."

No need to worry. When you die, I can go find little wolfhounds, little puppies, or any other dogs to keep me company.

If she said these words, the man would probably be furious.

Shen Mingzhu thought so, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth. (End of this chapter)