There is an autumn rain and a cold. Although winter has not officially entered yet, the weather is getting colder day by day, and Yu Zhi, a salted fish, is ready to hibernate.

Let's make thick winter clothes first, two for each of the cotton and wool clothes. The masters will double the number. As for how many times to double, it depends on Yu Zhi's mood. She can make as many as she wants.

Yu Zhi didn't make much for herself, but mostly for Xiao Zai Zi and her father. For her father alone, Yu Zhi made more than ten large sweater clothes in one go, all of which were made of fine leather. Anyway, there was a lot of leather at home.

It's okay to leave it alone, it's better to use it.

Yu Guangxian said with disdain, "I'm already old, I just have two to wear interchangeably. Why do you do so many? You two should do more."

In fact, I am very happy. It is good to have a daughter. My daughter is my father’s caring little cotton-padded jacket.

"How old are you? You are still young." He is not even forty yet, but he is a handsome man. Yu Zhi watched him trying on clothes and nodded with satisfaction, "We, Lao Yu, all have good looks. Dad Ruo

If you are not handsome, how can you give me such a beautiful face? You must not belittle yourself. You have a good temperament and can wear this color. If it were anyone else, they would be as flattered by their clothes as a dog.

"Dad, please feel free to wear it. You are on duty in the Prince's Mansion. Although our family is not as good as those aristocratic families, it will not make you lose your dignity. We don't have anything else, but we have a lot of leather. We can wear it for you for half a year."

It’s the same thing. Let those scoundrels who laugh at you see that our family also has a lot of background.”

Yu Guangxian rose to a high position from a peasant background without even being an official, so he naturally attracted people's jealousy. Yu Guangxian was broad-minded and didn't take it to heart, but Yu Zhi felt grievances for her father.

What happened to the son of a peasant family? Can't a noble son come from a poor family? All this is the result of father's own struggle. He is powerful, the prince respects him, but he is jealous? It's useless for anyone to be jealous!

Yu Guangxian was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

The little boy also made several sets of clothes, but only two were made of good materials. The others were made of ordinary fabrics and the leather was also ordinary.

Boys are very naughty when climbing up and down, so they spend a lot of money on clothes. Children grow up very fast, and they will outgrow their clothes after only one season, which is such a waste. Furthermore, he is now in school, and the school is also a small society. Little brat

He is good-looking and smart, he is often praised by his master, and he dresses like a rich man...forget it, let's keep a low profile!

When you go to school, you can't act like a little kid. Boys should be raised poor, poor!

As for Wen Jiuxiao, he also had two bodies made for him.

Originally, he didn't have any. He is the prince of the palace and a high-ranking official of the fourth grade. How can he miss out on clothes? She made them for him. No matter how much they look down on them, they just put them away in a high cabinet. Not to mention the embarrassment. What a waste?

Isn't this the dozens of clothes that Wen Jiuxiao sent her? They are all of the best materials and the most fashionable styles in Beijing at the moment. Yu Zhi likes every one of them very much.

Wen Jiuxiao had done so much for her, why couldn't she return the favor? She wasn't as wealthy as him, so having two couples was still her intention.

Wen Jiuxiao was very happy. Finally, this woman still had a conscience. He carried these two clothes and thought to himself: I'll put them on when I get back. In addition to official uniforms, I will wear these two clothes from now on.

When he saw Yu Guangxian's dozens of clothes, and then looked at the two pitiful clothes in his hands...this woman didn't even have much conscience.

He really wanted to ask why he, the man of the same family, was treated differently. He opened his mouth several times, but in the end he didn't ask.

He could probably guess Yu Zhi's answer. With Xiao Zai, it's like mother and son are connected. With my father-in-law, it's like father and daughter. He came up halfway, how can he compare?

Came halfway... When will he be able to get married?

The little boy is invited to his parents again. What can Yu Zhi do? Go ahead!

As soon as she saw Kangfuzi's serious face, Yu Zhi felt a little weak in her legs. She wanted to turn around and leave, but she couldn't, so she had to bite the bullet and go in. To be honest, she was not so scared when she was in school.

Pass the teacher.

Sure enough, the little kid got into trouble. He actually did homework for his classmates. Is he being bullied in school? Of course not, the kid took the initiative to do homework for others and was paid. He received five coppers for each homework. He actually did it among his classmates.

How could he do it when he was still so young when he started a business?

This, this... this is really not what she taught her. She has never lacked him or anything. Yu Zhi never thought that the master came to her because of this matter.

Master Kang was heartbroken and told her repeatedly, what a gentleman, what a gentleman, what character, character, in short, the only thing he meant was: Don't let the little brat go astray.

Yu Zhi nodded again and promised, listening to Master Kang's teachings for half an hour before coming out.

The little boy may have realized that he had made a big mistake, but he was very well-behaved all the way. When he got home, he shouted in a soft voice: "Mom, don't be angry."

Yu Zhi's heart softened all of a sudden, but she couldn't show it yet, "How many copper coins have you earned? Bring it over to Mom to see."

The little kid went to his room. After his fifth birthday, he slept in a separate room by himself. After a while, he came out with a box in his arms. Yu Zhi took a look and saw that there were almost half of the copper plates in it. It was roughly estimated that it must be at least over a hundred.

, "You earned it all?"

The little boy nodded and took the initiative to explain, "I can do five assignments a day, two in school, and three more when I get home."

In other words, she can earn twenty-five coppers a day. A woman can only earn fifteen coppers by washing clothes for a day. The kid earns more than an adult. The saying that knowledge is wealth is fully reflected in him.

It’s just a kid, you’ve made a fool of your classmates and your old mother.

No wonder the little kid started doing his homework as soon as he got home during this period. Yu Zhi was very pleased, but he didn't expect that he was writing for others.

Yu Zhi glanced at the copper plates in the box, grabbed a handful with his hand, let go, and let the copper plates slip from his fingers. Over a hundred was an underestimate, it should be over two hundred. Yu Zhi frowned and asked, "I remember you guys

There are only about ten people in the class, and all of them have asked you to write their homework?"

The kid shook his head, "No, there are also two from Class D and two from Class B."

Yuzhi...

The business scope is quite wide. Xiao Zaizi was in Class D for a period of time before. It is understandable that the children in Class D would ask him to do homework, but what about Class B?

"How can someone from Class B appreciate your uncanny handwriting? Master, can't you recognize it?" Yu Zhi was very doubtful.

"Class B's homework is not copying, but composing poems. I help them do it, and they write it themselves."

"You can compose poetry?" Yu Zhi was surprised.

The little boy's big eyes suddenly flashed and he said: "My mother taught me to memorize a lot, and I don't think it's difficult at all. Isn't it just a matter of combining some words and making them slightly symmetrical, so that the pronunciation of the last word should be similar?"

Yuzhi...

She had nothing to say, looking at the three-headed body in front of her, her mood was extremely complicated.

King Luo Bin was seven years old and "Singing the Goose", and the little boy was only five years old. Isn't this too evil? She had already been shocked once when she was in Ancheng. Compared with this moment, she was nothing.

Wen Jiuxiao is the chosen one, right? This is the proper equipment for the male protagonist. Then who is she? The male protagonist's vicious mother who died early? It sounds like thunder rolling from the sky.

Ah, you used the wrong word. How can you curse yourself? She is not vicious, and she doesn’t want to die early. She should be the hero’s old mother.

If your mind wanders away, pull it back.

"Last question, where did you hide the coins?"

"under the bed."

No wonder, Yu Zhi has been in and out so many times, but has never been found. Jiang’s mother has been in and out even more often, and she has never been found. Is it really okay for such a young person to hide private money? There is no shortage of him in the family, especially

What a quirk!

"Yu Xizhou, you do homework on behalf of your classmates and still charge for it. This is definitely wrong." Yu Zhi first set the tone of the matter, "What Mom wants to know is, why did you do this? What did you do?

What were you thinking at the time?"

As soon as he heard his mother calling him Yu Xizhou, the kid lost his previous composure. His mother became angry and angry! The gentler his mother was and the softer she spoke to him, the angrier her mother was. She didn’t know what he was doing today.

Can I save my butt?

"Mom, I know I was wrong." Xiao Zaizi quickly admitted his mistake.

"Then tell me what you are thinking, your true thoughts." Yu Zhi was unmoved. She sat up straight and swung the ruler in her hand.

Mother Jiang and others outside the house were anxious and wanted to help plead for mercy. Yu Zhi looked over with a dull look, and no one dared to say anything.

"I..." The little kid opened his mouth, glanced at his mother, bit his lip, looking pitiful.

"Leniency will be given if you confess, strict if you resist." She knew how to deal with it at such a young age, but she was a strict mother now and would not accept his behavior.

"I just want to earn some money to support my family. We bought a big house, made clothes, and sent me to school. My mother is working so hard, so I want to help her. We don't have a shop anymore. We are sitting on nothing and all our money is gone.

.Mom, don’t be angry. Since it’s wrong to do homework for classmates, I won’t do it anymore. I’ll think of other ways to make money.”

Yu Zhi was shocked. She never expected the answer to be like this. This child was too precocious. He knew that it cost money to buy a house and make clothes. He knew that schooling required homework, and he also noticed that there was no shop at home. Then

It means that there is no income, and you still know that you are sitting on nothing...

Yu Zhi closed her eyes, with mixed feelings in her heart, not just a taste. At this moment, she would rather the little kid be stupider.

Outside the house, Jiang's mother had already wiped away her tears and muttered, "Young master is so sensible. You know how much you care about your mother at such a young age."

Yu Zhi didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment. She looked into the clear eyes of the little boy and took a deep breath, "Who said our family has no money?"

"Isn't it?" The little boy was confused.

"No!" Yu Zhi said expressionlessly, "We have a lot of money at home." He stood up and took out a box from his room, which was twice as big as the one in the kid's hand, "Look what this is?"

"Bank notes!" The kid's eyes lit up.

"Here is five thousand taels. My mother earned it on the way from Ancheng to Beijing. Do you know how much five thousand taels is?" Yu Zhi asked.

"very many."

"Yes, it's a lot. It can support your education until you are twenty. If you spend more frugally, you should still have some left." Yu Zhi paused, "Of course, this is not all our family's possessions.

I just want to tell you that our family is not short of money and your mother can do it. You don’t need to earn money to support the family yet. Your task now is to study hard, eat well, have fun, and grow up happily. Mother’s words

Can you understand me?"

"Yes!" The little boy nodded repeatedly. That's great. He won't have to help others with their homework anymore. Writing makes his hands hurt. Making money is too difficult!

"You want to make money to support the family, and your starting point is good. You feel sorry for your mother, and your mother is very touched. But since you feel that the family has no money, why don't you ask your mother? You are your mother's son, what can't you tell your mother? You

If I had told my mother, I could have avoided making this mistake."
To be continued...