Bai sang directly gave the money to the book mother, "Mom, I used to use it at home. Now I can earn money. Take this money and buy a better shop with my father."

Now the calligrapher hasn't bought a shop because of lack of money.

Home is a mountain.

Shu Zhengqing spent a lot of money studying. Even if he was selected in the exam, it was not enough to get a subsidy from the imperial court every month.

The book mother doesn't want to come with the book father.

After listening to Bai Sang's words, he thought and nodded: "Jiao Jiao is so filial, we will go on, and the shop is really close to silver."

The book mother also nodded, and then held Bai Sang's hand: "my Jiao Jiao can earn money now."

Bai Sang was embarrassed to smile, "Mom, I also wrote to play. I didn't expect to make so much money."

"This is also Jiao Jiao smart." I can't help praising.

The book father echoed.

Shu Zhengqing was very proud: "my mother has always been smart. My parents didn't know before."

"Oh, what I boast is Jiao Jiao. What are you doing with your head up?" The book mother smiled, silly son.

"Praise the lady, but also praise me."

Bai sang nodded: "yes, yes, praise me, too."

The book father and the book mother laughed.

The atmosphere was very good.

Until the boy comes back.

"Maple, you're so happy, aren't you..." Shu Zhengqing saw his little boy, raised his eyebrow and didn't say it.

Maple nodded, "the second volume sent by Mrs. Shao. After reading it, the shopkeeper directly gave four Liang silver and asked me to ask Mrs. Shao if I could fix a day to send the script."

Four Liang.

Bai sang picked it up happily.

Then I made twenty Liang today.

The shopkeeper can be a man. He rounded up an integer for me.

"Tell him to send the manuscript on the last day of the end of the month." Bai sang said a day.

She just wanted to give four Liang to the book father, but she shook her head and confiscated it: "Jiao Jiao, take four Liang yourself."

"Yes, keep it." The book mother nodded.

Bai sang turned and handed four Liang to Shu Zhengqing: "take it, my husband. You can pay for things later."

Shu Zhengqing didn't expect her mother to turn around and give it to herself.

Hearing what the lady said, she thought and nodded, "OK."

"Tut Tut, you don't know shame. You carry the silver earned by your mother." The book mother looked at him and joked.

"It's my lady anyway, isn't it?"

"Yes." Bai sang nodded.

She doesn't want to take the silver either.

I will always think about it.

And usually go out, my husband will accompany me.

Silver is the same everywhere.

Shu Zhengqing didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise she would say: lazy lady!

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Bai sang can earn money and has more motivation to write a script.

She didn't expect to be a useful person herself.

Start later, because there are book stores.

Send the manuscript every month and bring back more bonus silver.

Bai sang went out to eat, drink and have fun with Shu Zhengqing, and saw others talking about her story book.

It gives her a sense of honey to be a great writer.

Of course, this group of people can't find who wrote this script at all.

Even the book shop doesn't know.

Every time Maple went to send manuscripts, he also wore a curtain cap.

For a moment.

Women like to see a lot.

When Bai sangle wrote the following content, maple brought a message.

Said she wanted to make her story book into a play.

There's a drama team that wants to accept it.

Of course, Bai sang can. He didn't want to promise.

When Shu Zhengqing saw that his wife had earned so much money, he became diligent and worked hard at reading!