If it were someone else's, it would last four to five months for normal use, and half a year for those who bought it. That's nearly two taels of silver.

Shopkeeper Shen collected the money, but thought in his heart that the Song family might really be getting better. When Mrs. Song Pei took out the money, she didn't look distressed at all.

"Uncle Shen, I've made my selection. I'll choose these ten books." Mr. Song carefully stacked the books together and stacked the ones he didn't choose.

Books are precious things. He has known this since he could remember. Books are more important than houses, land, gold and silver, and are the real wealth of the family.

Shopkeeper Shen looked at the cover, and then wrote it down in a booklet, which included the bibliography, the remuneration to the copywriter, and the remuneration to be paid.

Pei Yu was surprised after reading it. In his previous life, everything he read was really subjective. He couldn't read anything written by the ancients. It was really a lie.

Fortunately, she met Song Heng and had a real ancient boss as a teammate, otherwise she would definitely be in trouble.

"Brother, nephew, please check it out. The total reward for these ten books is four to two to five hundred yuan. When the time comes, my nephew can either copy one copy and send it to you for settlement, or you can settle the settlement together, it's up to you.

This is the paper needed to copy the reputation. According to the rules, I can only provide one copy. If there is an error in the reputation copy, you have to put it on your own." Shopkeeper Shen said and took out a large stack of paper wrapped in oil paper, which was all high-grade yellow. Present paper.

Boss Song knew how to make money by copying books, but he didn't expect to make money like this. Ten books would make four and a half dollars in vain! It just takes a little effort!

Song Heng nodded and thanked: "Thank you very much, Brother Shen. I know all the rules. I will definitely supervise Gouzi to copy the reputation and not delay the bookstore's business."

This shop is a business run by Shopkeeper Shen’s family, and Shopkeeper Shen has to follow the rules. In fact, Shopkeeper Shen has given a lot of conveniences. All the copied books were selected for the Song family, and he didn’t take out any ordinary books. .

"Brother Xian Song is serious. You and I have known each other for many years. None of the books you copied is excellent. Even my nephew's handwriting is good. He must have no dog son, hahaha." Shopkeeper Shen was already finishing his words as he spoke. The ten books were wrapped in a layer of oil paper, packed in a thick wooden box, and then handed to Song Mingxiao.

Song Mingxiao didn't dare to relax while holding the wooden box. Pei Yu and Song Heng thanked Shopkeeper Shen and said goodbye.

Song Mingxiao bowed seriously. Not to mention anything else, just because shopkeeper Shen gave him a job of four taels of silver, he had to bow properly and express his gratitude. This is basic etiquette.

After leaving the bookstore, the three of them went directly to look for Song Lao Er. Song Lao Er was a little surprised to see his eldest brother holding a wooden box nervously, but he didn't ask any more questions. It was probably something precious. He was just a little confused, eldest brother. He didn't even look distressed.

I turned around and saw my mother carrying a paper bag, and I instantly realized that my father had gone to the bookstore, and what my eldest brother was holding was probably a book.

They will worry about spending money on other objects, but not on books. Even if they have no talent for reading, they know the importance of reading.

Pei Yu got on the carriage and Song Heng put the things in his hands on it first. Then Pei Yu saw that Song Heng had been carrying a baggage wrapped in fine cloth. So the boss was not in the bookstore because he was going to buy cloth?

When Song Heng saw Pei Yu seeing the coarse cloth bundle, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he got into the car before saying, "It's for you."

"I'm not short of clothes." Pei Yu opened her mouth and said.

She only needs to wear comfortable clothes like a grandma. She doesn’t need nice-looking fabrics. If she doesn’t go out or visit guests, why waste money?

Song Heng looked at her and said seriously, "Yu Niang, you are my wife and the mother of my child. How can we dress well, but you wear old clothes every day? What's more, you are the matron of the family, and you live a good life.

Only then can we show off the face of the Song family."

Pei Yu originally wanted to refute, but the last sentence made sense. She was the mistress of the Song family, and it was indeed related to the face of the Song family.

Although their family doesn't have much respect to pay attention to now, they will have to pay attention to it after changing the lintel.

The two brothers who were driving outside suddenly came to their senses when they heard what their father said. When buying cloth, their mother did not buy her own! Neither of them even noticed!

Boss Song was particularly regretful. He clearly saw his mother buying it, but he only cared about the money. He didn't even know that her mother didn't buy it for him. Looking back now, there was really no material suitable for her.

No matter how much money my mother spent, it was all for them. She didn’t spend any money on herself at all...

The two brothers were so sad that they wanted to cry. They were indeed unfilial sons, and their father had never scolded them wrongly.

"Okay, I get it. Just remind me later. Why bother making an extra trip yourself?" She didn't believe that Song Heng only discovered it when he arrived at the grain store. He must have discovered it long ago.

Song Heng chuckled: "Okay, I won't make my own decisions again in the future."

Pei Yu nodded, "Well, where is the money I gave you?"

Song Heng said that when she went to the bookstore, she gave her five taels of silver. Now that she was going home, of course she had to take the money back.

Huh, she won't let Song Heng have the opportunity to stock up a small treasury. He has pocket money, two hundred coins a month, and it's all agreed upon.

Song Heng's smile is gone. It's over. He spent a little too much. Will his wife be angry?

He knew that his wife had been living a budget-conscious life recently. Even though she spent money without hesitation during this period, she spent it on ideas and not a single copper was wasted.

Well, he quite likes his wife talking to him about this. Such fireworks make him feel truly alive.

Pei Yu saw that there were only a dozen copper coins jingling in Song Heng's purse, and he was immediately stunned.

"What kind of material did you buy? It costs five taels?!"

When a person gets angry, the volume will rise.

Song Lao Er and Song Lao Er were instantly shocked, five taels?! What kind of fabric did dad buy for mom? Is it made of silver?!

I didn’t expect dad to spend money like this. No wonder mom didn’t give dad money before, and she shouldn’t give it to dad now either!

"It's not material, it's ready-made clothes..." Song Heng touched his nose uncomfortably. The clothes he made at home were all ordinary styles and not as good-looking as the ready-made clothes sold in shops.

Pei Yu became even more angry when he heard this. What kind of ready-made clothes did he buy? He spent all his labor money in vain. Is their family very rich?!

In order to live a good life without being partial to others, is it easy for her to carefully calculate all kinds of expenses these days?!

Song Heng felt uncomfortable being stared at. Is it wrong for him to love his wife? Is it wrong to want to see his wife wearing nice clothes?

As for money...he doesn't know how to make money, but his family will not be short of money when he passes the exam.

The thought of having to wait for the scientific examination made him a little frustrated, as he could not use any of his abilities.

There was silence on the mule carriage, except for the sound of the mules running and the wheels rolling.

Pei Yu was no longer angry, but suddenly felt uncomfortable, feeling that it was ridiculous that he had spent so much time calculating.

How could such a powerful minister with so much power understand the mentality of a commoner like her?

Maybe he thought her little plan was ridiculous, and she told him trivial things every day.

Maybe, Song Heng didn't want to live such a compromised life at all. He had been a powerful man all his life, how could he live a small life like an ordinary person.

It was because she took it for granted. She never asked him if he wanted to live like this.

Song Heng looked at Pei Yu, who suddenly looked calm, and felt panicked. His wife, who didn't say, scold or glare at him, made him inexplicably worried. It would be better to just stare at him and twist his waist to vent his anger.

Regardless of the fact that his son was right in front of him, Song Heng took Pei Yu's hand and moved it towards his waist. His begging voice contained nervousness: "Madam, please screw me. I promise not to say anything. You can hit me when you are angry. As long as you

You can vent your anger."

Pei Yu ignored him and turned around, not looking at him. He moved his hand and couldn't pull it out, so he didn't care.

Song Heng panicked now. He felt that something was wrong with his wife. She didn't want to talk to him anymore. She really didn't want to talk to him, she wasn't angry, she wasn't making trouble.

A clear realization flashed through her mind, and her heart was slightly stifled. She was moving away from him. She hid her thoughts and didn't want him to know.

Song Heng didn't know what was wrong with Pei Yu and why he treated him like this. It was impossible to say that it was just to buy clothes.

Pei Yu is not a stingy person, nor is he a money-loving person. He had already told him to vent his anger just now. According to his wife's usual temper, the matter should be over.

But now, something else must have happened, something he didn't know and didn't expect.

Song Heng's heart was slightly tense. He didn't know what he was afraid of. He held the little hand tightly but did not dare to let go.

Song Laozi and Song Laoer were driving the mules. They didn't even bother to feel sorry for the mules at the moment, and they whipped them several times with the whips in their hands.

The mule neighed twice and ran quickly. Pei Yu was annoyed, but she didn't want to speak. She was not in the mood.

The next moment he fell into a warm embrace, Pei Yu moved, thought about it, and then gave it up. It wasn't the first time anyway.

This way she could feel more comfortable. Pei Yu, who was a little frustrated, closed her eyes instantly. She didn't want to think anymore.

Song Heng saw that Pei Yu was obedient and his tense body relaxed a little, and he breathed a sigh of relief silently.

But the inexplicable panic still didn't go away, which made him couldn't help but hug him a little tighter.

Song Laoer did not dare to look back at his parents. His father had begged for mercy just now, but his mother had not spoken...

Moreover, did my father always call my mother "Mother" in private?

It does sound much more intimate than "mother-in-law", "daughter-in-law" and "child's mother".

How about he try calling his wife like this?

Looking back on normal times, my father would never use those titles to call his mother, and he would always call his mother "Yu Niang" in front of them.

He felt that it was necessary to imitate his father and call him more affectionately so that his wife would not be so afraid of him.

Thinking of Wang, a rabbit-like person, softly calling "Ms." to him, Song Laoer suddenly became excited. Change it, you must change it!

The eldest son Song doesn't have the same jumping thinking activities as the second brother, so he feels tormented and bitter. Why does he have to be an eyesore in front of his parents, whether they are showing affection or quarreling and getting angry?!

He doesn't want his father to settle the score afterwards...

The mule cart gurgled as it turned to the door of the house. Song Lao and Song Lao Er quickly got out of the car and stood aside, not daring to raise their heads.

Song Heng got out of the car with the sleeping Pei Yu in his arms, frowned and walked to the backyard.

Everyone in the family, both young and old, watched quietly as their father hugged their mother and walked around them into the main house. They heard a soft clang again, and then they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The way dad entered the house just now was so scary!

At this time, no one will think in the direction of "frivolous and rude" or "disrespectful", and everyone will only be afraid.

Song Lao Da and Song Lao Er unloaded the mule cart, then led the mules to the shed next to the vegetable field in the backyard and tied them up. This was an empty pigsty, but there were no piglets yet, so it was just for the mules.

After settling down the mule brothers, they had no time to move things. They walked lightly to the front of the main house and looked carefully at the door of the main house. Are your parents okay?

After watching for a while, the two brothers felt that everything was alright. Their mother was being held by their father, so they must have reconciled.
To be continued...