"Did you buy a house? How much did it cost? Is it far away for you?" After listening to Mo Ziyuan's words, Mrs. Yan asked a series of questions.
Mo Ziyuan replied one by one: "I bought it. Grandpa said that Brother Qingyuan would have a place to stay when he came to Beijing to take the exam, so that he would not have to run back and forth to the village and waste time." Her words were full of pride.
After answering the first question, Mo Ziwan answered the second question, "It's very expensive. A house with two entrances costs 800 taels of silver. We spent several months scraping together enough."
Compared with her previous pride, Mo Ziwan looked pained when she talked about money.
Song Nanzhi was also in great pain, "The house our family built is much bigger than this one, and it only cost more than 300 taels of silver."
When she was repairing the house, she felt that spending three hundred taels was enough, but compared with the eight hundred taels, she felt that the three hundred taels were still worth the money, much more than the eight hundred taels.
Compared with the heartache of the Mo family's ancestors and grandsons, Mrs. Yan was cheerful, "The price in Beijing is a bit expensive, but eight hundred taels of silver is not expensive."
Mo Ziyuan shook off the pain in her body and returned to her smiling face, "My godfather and Uncle Xie also said the same thing. It's not expensive."
"Why didn't you say anything when you bought a house? I wanted to join in the fun!"
"I haven't come to live in Beijing since I bought it, and I'm too embarrassed to bother you, old lady." Song Nanzhi replied.
"It's no trouble. I bought a house here and it should be lively. I have to say that you rarely come to Beijing, and you are not very familiar with it. Now that you have a house, you will definitely come more in the future. If there is anything wrong with it, If you have any questions or need help, just come to me." Mrs. Yan said generously.
"Thank you, Grandma Yan."
"Thank you, madam."
After thanking her and saying a few words, Mo Ziwan proposed to go home. Mrs. Yan did not do much to persuade her to stay, and ordered people to send their grandparents and grandchildren out.
On the second day, after the Mo family sent Murong Qingyuan to the examination room, they took a stroll around the capital, preparing to buy some things and go back to decorate their new home.
When it comes to shopping, Mo Ziyuan wants to buy whatever she sees, but Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu are on the contrary. They save when they can. In Song Nanzhi's words, there is food and drink in the house, and there is no shortage of anything!
"Grandma, let's go check out the cloth shop!"
"What are you going to do at the cloth shop? You're not making clothes."
"Make some tablecloths!"
"What tablecloth? What are you doing?" Song Nanzhi didn't even know what a tablecloth was?
"We don't do it often in Beijing. Every time we come home, there will be a layer of dust. If there is a tablecloth covering it, then wash the tablecloth and it will be clean."
"You have so many reasons. Just wipe it with a cloth and it will be clean. It won't delay anything. Why spend money on making tablecloths!"
"Grandma, we haven't been here for a long time. I don't know how long it will take to wipe away the ash that has fallen. If you have time to wipe away the ash, it's faster than washing a few pieces of cloth. And you don't have to buy a good cloth, just a coarse cloth. , as long as it can block the ash."
"Just buy it when the baby says to buy it. I bought such an expensive house, but I'm afraid of spending dozens of dollars on cloth." Although Mo Tingyu also wanted to save, he thought that coarse cloth didn't cost much, just like Wan Wan. It is said that washing a few pieces of cloth is better than wiping dust.
"That's very generous of you. Why don't you buy that vase?"
Along the way, Mo Ziyuan asked for a lot of things, and a vase was one of them. Song Nanzhi felt that buying a vase was useless, so she didn't buy it.
Mo Tingyu said sarcastically: "I was afraid that you would be tired from cleaning, and I thought I couldn't spend much money, so I bought it."
"What do you mean it doesn't cost a lot of money? These dozens of coins, those dozens of coins, it's a lot to put together!"
When Mo Ziyuan saw her breasts, she could probably talk about the past few years when her family was having a hard time, so she pretended to be aggrieved and said, "Grandma, do you blame me for spending money indiscriminately?"
Seeing the aggrieved look on his granddaughter's face, he said, "I'm not talking about you. The things you bought are all needed by your family. What do you mean by spending money indiscriminately? These are all legitimate uses."
Mo Tingyu also consoled him: "Yes, they are all for home use. Besides, the money earned is not just for use."
Flower. "
"Sister Wanwan, don't be sad. Grandma said you didn't spend money recklessly. Let's go in and buy a tablecloth!"
Mo Li's words caught Mo Ziwan's heart, but he still turned to look at Song Nanzhi, waiting for Song Nanzhi's decision.
Looking at his granddaughter's dark eyes, Song Nanzhi said angrily: "Buy, buy, buy! Some people are selling the stars in the sky, I will buy them all for you."
Mo Ziyuan immediately put away her aggrieved look, hugged Song Nanzhi and acted cute, saying, "Grandma is the best!" After acting coquettishly, she pulled Song Nanzhi towards the cloth walk.
When Mo Ziwan entered the cloth shop, she saw someone she didn't want to see. They were really enemies on a narrow road!
But she didn't think about coming out, so she took Song Nanzhi's hand and started shopping by herself.
Mo Ziyuan didn't take Huang Jingshu seriously, but Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu felt very uncomfortable.
"Grandma, do you think this fabric fits well?"
When Mo Ziwan was talking, Huang Jingshu also noticed her. She had the same idea as Mo Ziwan, they were really enemies on a narrow road. Seeing them planning to buy coarse cloth, she sneered and said, "They look poor!"
Mo Ziyuan turned her head and looked at Huang Jingshu coldly, but she didn't intend to pay attention to her. After one glance, she turned to the shopkeeper in the store, "Do you want to sell this cloth?" Mo Ziyuan pointed at the cloth that Song Nanzhi had just seen. asked Bolt.
The shopkeeper is a man in his fifties. When Huang Jingshu talked about the Mo family, he was surprised. He looked at the four Mo family members who came in. Although their clothes were not the best, they were not bad either. He doesn't look timid, he looks far away from poverty.
When someone comes to ask about buying and selling, he is only happy. No matter what he does, as long as he buys it, the shopkeeper immediately responds: "Of course it is for sale. If the store is doing business, there is no reason not to sell."
After the shopkeeper finished speaking, Mo Ziwan continued: "The shopkeeper can choose customers when he sells things?"
The shopkeeper also heard something, and then replied: "Everyone here is a guest. I haven't been able to welcome you in time, so there is no reason to pick people."
"I think so. Although our family is not a wealthy family, we still have enough money to buy a few pieces of cloth. As long as the shopkeeper doesn't drive us away, we will choose from many and will definitely buy something suitable."
Mo Ziwan's words made Huang Jingshu even more unhappy, and her face immediately darkened, "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
Mo Ziyuan still ignored her and turned to look at the shopkeeper, "Does the shopkeeper think I have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth?"
Neither of the shopkeepers wanted to offend, "The girl is very cute!"
"The shopkeeper is still discerning, unlike some people who are blind, arrogant and unreasonable and only know how to bully others!"
This made Huang Jingshu even more unhappy. She walked up to Mo Ziyuan in a few steps with a gloomy face, "Who do you think is short-sighted? Who is being arrogant and unreasonable?"
Mo Ziwan blinked her innocent eyes and asked without answering, "Auntie just said who was poor and who was sharp-tongued?"
"So what if I say you?" Huang Jingshu would not be polite to the Mo family, otherwise she would not be sarcastic when she saw them coming in.
"If Auntie talks about me, I'll talk about you!" Mo Ziyuan didn't show any weakness and replied directly.
Huang Jingshu raised her hand to slap Mo Ziwan. Seeing this, Mo Li rushed forward and pushed Huang Jingshu away, "Don't bully sister Wanwan."
Fortunately, Huang Jingshu's maid's hand was quick to support Huang Jingshu, otherwise she would have fallen to the ground. After being supported, Huang Jingshu stood up and became furious. She ordered to the mother-in-law beside her: "You don't know how high the sky is, you girl!" , call me."
"yes."
The mother-in-law grabbed Mo Li in her hand when the maid supported Huang Jingshu. After Huang Jingshu's words, a slap fell heavily on Mo Li's face.
Seeing this, Mo Ziyuan rushed forward and grabbed Mo Li's mother-in-law. Song Nanzhi and Mo Tingyu also stepped forward and grabbed her.
When the shopkeeper saw this, he immediately shouted: "Stop, stop it!" The shopkeeper shouted and stepped forward to help. He couldn't let people fight in the room.
Huang Jingshu only brought a maid and a mother-in-law. Except for slapping Mo Li, she did not take any advantage. The mother-in-law was pulled into chaos by Song Nanzhi.
Not only did he lose his hair, but he also had a lot of hair pulled off. There were also wounds and several cuts on his face.
After finally letting go of his hand, Song Nanzhi cursed: "You have lost your conscience, we went into the store to buy things properly, and you scolded us, just like your murderer's brother, cruel and ruthless! You can do this to a baby." You have to do it, no wonder your brother dares to kill someone!"
"Shopkeeper, you don't know! Even though she looks like a dog, her brother is a murderer. Not only did he beat my son to death, he also beat Mr. Fang's nephew to death."
"She knew clearly that her brother had beaten someone to death, but she still wanted to help him cover it up. She was her brother's accomplice in beating someone to death, and she had a very dark heart."
Huang Jingshu blushed at what Song Nanzhi said, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Why are we talking nonsense? Dali Temple has been waiting for you, your brother beat my father to death, and also killed Grandpa Fang's nephew. You have a black heart!" Mo Ziyuan felt that it was really refreshing to curse people like this, the more shameless the person. The more the shrew scolds her like this, the scolding will make her lose face and make her unable to scold her.
After all, they take face very seriously, so they definitely can't do anything like a shrew.
Therefore, if you can't curse, you are doomed to lose the argument! In the end, he was scolded by the Mo family and walked out of the cloth shop in despair!
After they left, Mo Ziwan looked at the fallen cloth in the room with regret, "Grandpa shopkeeper, I'm sorry, I didn't know they would go crazy. I originally wanted to endure it, but she bullied people too much. "
Although they were the ones fighting in the store, they knew that their family could not be blamed for the incident, so they had no choice but to admit that they were unlucky, "Why do you think I am so unlucky? Why did you all come to my store at the same time?"
"Even if it's just a short delay!"
The government examination will be held in May, the results will be announced in June, and the village school will start in June. Mo Ziyuan will be five years old.
Li family dispute resumes, "Qiu Yue is dissatisfied"
