Chapter 139
Man Bao pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it!"
Thursday Lang was unwilling, and Friday Lang ran over to block the door. Saturday Lang and Datou Da Ya looked at Thurs Lang.
He was a little aggrieved. Everyone had money in their hands, but he was the only one who didn't. When he went to the county seat, he could only watch if he wanted to buy a bun.
His eyes were red from the grievances on Thursday. He wiped his eyes, took out all the copper plates in his pocket, and patted Man Bao's hands. Because of too many copper plates, the copper plates fell down with a crackle. After digging it clean, it took three consecutive digs to finish.
The big head and the two heads immediately squatted down to pick them up.
Thursday Lang squatted on the ground and wiped his tears, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Man Bao squatted across from him and said, "Fourth brother, if you do something wrong, you will be punished. This is what we agreed early on. You have to keep your word."
On Thursday, Lang pursed his lips and did not speak, and he was also a little guilty, but... apology is very shameless.
He digs the soil on the ground and doesn't speak.
Man Bao continued to ramble: "How can you keep money privately? Every time the fifth brother goes to the county seat, he will take back as much money as it should, and you still owe money to the family, don't you panic? Dad saved it. The private property money for many years is not as much as you have withheld this time...
Thursday Lang was not so uncomfortable with her chatter, and they put the copper plate they picked up on the bed and motioned for Man Bao to take a look.
Don't say, there are quite a lot, Daya secretly and Man Bao said: "There are eighty-six characters."
Man Bao glanced at the guilty fourth brother, put all the money in a cloth bag, and asked him to take it back to his mother.
Thursday Lang twisted: "You can take it, what should I say if I take it?"
"If you're embarrassed, just say forget it. Anyway, it's fine for my mother to know."
Thurou: …
He was reluctant to go, felt too ashamed, too ashamed.
Man Bao put the money in his hand, and then took his hand to the main room.
Qian's money box seemed to be waiting for them before they were put away.
Chu Chulang felt so guilty that he lowered his head and did not dare to lift it up. He walked over to his mother and handed over the purse, blushing, "Mother, I forgot this just now."
The corner of Qian's mouth was slightly raised, she took the money bag, counted it, and the smile on her face faded. She thought that the child might withhold money, but she never thought that he would withhold so much.
She found a thread and strung these copper plates one by one, neither talking nor letting the two children out, even Man Bao couldn't help sweating on his forehead.
Not to mention Thursday Lang, he was covered in sweat, and the fine sweat on his forehead soon soaked his hair. Compared with his father, he was actually more afraid of his mother.
Mr. Qian strung together the eighty-six coins and the previous loose money, strung them into one hundred coins, tied the knot and put them in the box, then counted ten coins from the remaining loose money, thought about it, and put it back. Wu Wen, handed it to Zhou Lang and said: "You have to go into the county town to sell things every day, and it is not good to have no money on your body. Now your sister-in-law is going to the school to cook again, and you can't make your dry food. The old fifth has money on his hands. Don't worry, you can also take a few coins with you, and if you are hungry, buy a bun in the county town to eat."
Thursday Lang's eyes lit up, he happily took the money, and smiled again, "Don't worry, mother, I will sell all the ginger in my field, and I will sell it for a good price."
Qian Shi smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's go, when you repay the family's debts, the family's money will be enough for you to marry a daughter-in-law, you can take the remaining money yourself, and you can't be extravagant after you get married. "
Thurs Lang responded happily, turned his head and winked at Man Bao, and went out.
Man Bao wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath. She leaned on her mother and looked at her.
Qian Shi smiled and touched her little face, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Mother, is this just hitting a stick and giving me a sweet date?"
Qian Shi was stunned for a moment, then she touched her head and nodded with a smile, "Yes, your fourth brother is a jerk, you don't remember eating or hitting, he obviously remembers eating a little more than hitting, but the benefits are not good either. Give too much."
Qian rubbed the little girl's head, feeling a little sad in her heart. Man Bao became smarter and smarter, especially after reading, and became wiser day by day. This is a good thing, but it is also a bad thing.
There are some truths, which she has fallen countless times, and did not understand until she was old. She knew it at a young age, which could save her from taking some detours, but it also meant that she would encounter more difficult problems in the future.
"Mother, make a small notebook for the fourth and fifth brothers, and let them keep it for bookkeeping."
Qian Shi smiled, "Where do they remember things?"
"Yes, yes, although the fifth brother doesn't recognize many words, but he can write the numbers, so just record the numbers, how many kilograms were sold for the first time, and how much was the total amount, this is the ledger, come back to us Once you check it, you will know if there is less money."
Qian Shi thought about it, "This method is not bad, but the pen and ink are precious, and it is not easy for them to run around the streets with them."
Man Bao also thought hard. After a while, she rolled her eyes and ran out of the house. Da Ya and the rest of the money had just been looted by their parents. That was what they were going to save to buy food. I handed it over to my sister-in-law for safekeeping, but I didn't expect my father and mother to even let go of the small money, so they searched the money directly.
So they are turning grief and anger into strength at this time, holding sticks and writing on the ground ruthlessly.
Man Bao rushed up and saw that Daya was writing on the ground with a burning stick. The words she wrote were slightly black. She had already discovered that Daya and Erya liked to write with burnt sticks. I think the words written in this way are clearer, so recently everyone is writing like this.
Man Bao thought this was a good idea, so he went back to the house and took out a piece of paper, and used Da Ya's burning stick to write on the paper.
She felt a little regretful, "It would be better if the fire stick was smaller, only as big as the tip of a brush.
Daya and Erya came together and asked, "Little aunt, what are you doing?"
Man Bao told them his plan and said, "When the time comes, let the fifth brother bring a piece of charcoal, and you can record the account directly on paper."
"This is easy. It's better to use a thinner stick to burn it. The big one can be split open, but it's too dirty to handle." Erya said with some disgust: "If the fifth uncle uses the charcoal I don't want to do laundry for him anymore."
Da Ya said, "I don't want to either."
Man Bao: "Then do you want something to wrap it up?"
"Let's ask for rags," Da Ya said in a low voice, "I know that there are some scraps in my mother's box. I can go and get a small piece out."
Erya thought it was a good idea, and Man Bao also thought it was feasible.
Keke couldn't help but said, "Host, you can try bamboo."
Man Bao blinked, "Bamboo?"
Keke opened the mall for her and let her see the various pens in it, saying, "Although e-books will be very developed in the future, and even signing documents can be electronically done, in order to exercise children's ability, writing by hand is still the way to go. It is one of the most important traditions, so there are all kinds of good-looking pens in the mall. Of course, I don’t recommend the host to buy it and use it, but the host can refer to it.”
