Chapter 23

The rest of the wild grapes had been boiled for just three jars. Ling Jingxuan left one jar for the children to eat. After cooling, the other two jars were sealed with white cloth and soaked in the crescent spring water. They were ready to be sold in the market tomorrow. In the evening, he took a bath for two steamed buns and watered the branches of wild grapes and pear trees in the front yard. Ling Jingxuan returned to the house.

"What are you doing? Isn't it boring to count every day? "

The two steamed stuffed buns were sitting on the bed facing each other, with a string of copper coins strung up with hemp thread in the middle. They were counting them by moonlight. Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, and said nothing about their behavior of counting them every night.

"How can it be? That's how much. If I can, I want to count money every moment. "

Only at this time, the big steamed stuffed bun was so naive that he could only see the money.

"Well I think you can just get into the money hole. "

Corner of the mouth can not help but smoke, Ling Jingxuan can not touch the forehead, have seen love money, who has seen love into such?

"I think so."

Without noticing his father's silence, the big steamed stuffed bun held the money and looked at him excitedly: "Dad, can you guess how much copper we have saved?"

"How much?"

Ling Jingxuan lazily lifted his eyelids and helped himself pour a bowl of herbal tea. Can he say that now he shivers all over when he hears the steamed bun saying money?

"It's nearly nine bucks. It's all my fault that dad bought too many things today. Otherwise, there must be one or two silver coins."

At the end of the day, big buns glared at him with endless resentment. Up to now, he still loves the money for buying jars. Who knows if the wine he brews can make money? If it can't be sold, hundreds of Wen will be wasted.

"Cough..."

Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan, who was drinking water, had a fork in his stomach and almost choked himself. The two steamed stuffed buns quickly got out of bed and patted him on the back.

"Dad, are you ok?"

The little bun is OK. He claps his back and looks at him with shining eyes. He looks at him worried. Big bun

"Dad, you say you're not too young. How can you choke when you drink water?"

If it wasn't for you, could I choke?

Hearing his little adult like murmuring, Ling Jingxuan rolled his eyes and wished to find a thread to hang himself. He was a coward!

"Cough Well, I'm fine. "

After wiping his mouth, Ling Jingxuan looked at the steamed bun and said, "Xiaowen, I'm going to go to the market in the county tomorrow. The second uncle's prescription still needs a few herbs. It's time for us to buy some clothes, by the way."

"Dad, what are you doing? Why are you thinking about spending money all day? Is it easy for us to save that little money? How many times have I told you that the money is for urgent use. Why don't you listen? How can you live like this? Even if we have golden mountains and silver mountains in our family, we can't support your spending like this. Dad, you can stop it. We... "

Without waiting for him to finish, the big steamed bun snapped at him sharply. His thin little face turned into a pig liver color. His big round eyes glared at him fiercely. His mouth crackled and burst out a long string, as if he had done many heinous things. Ling Jingxuan was so stupid. He Dare you let him finish?

What the father and son didn't know was that their conversation was literally transmitted into the ears of the wounded man next door. Therefore, the man curled up the corners of his lips, and his face showed a smile and vision that he didn't even notice. In his heart, he even vaguely felt that it seemed good to have such a daughter-in-law and a child.

“…… Dad, listen to me. We need to know how to be frugal. If you want to buy medicine for the second uncle, I don't mind. The rest is not useless. Our clothes can also be worn... "

"Stop! Xiaowen, I promise I won't move your copper plates, OK

Big Bun's nagging is still on. Ling Jingxuan is impatient with his hair and roars out of patience. Mother, if he wants to take back the financial power, he must.

"Well That might be considered. "

The two steamed stuffed buns were stunned. It seemed that they were aware of his anger. The big one was red, and his face was not very natural. The small one pulled his hand and looked at Ling Jingxuan with fear. Since his father and dad returned to normal, they still yelled at them for the first time. For them, they were not used to it.

"Cough Well, sorry, I didn't mean to

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan whispered a curse and pulled them to apologize warmly. The two steamed stuffed buns lowered their heads without saying a word. Their small hands were tightly twisted together. Apparently, they didn't accept his comfort. Ling Jingxuan said helplessly: "dad really didn't mean it. Xiaowen, my family is poor. I know that it's necessary to save money, but it's wrong to save everything like this. People often say that you can't eat poor If you don't wear poor clothes, you won't plan to be poor all your life. Don't we make money just to have a better life? Is it a bit of putting the cart before the horse? "

He wanted to say these words to him two days ago, but he was only five years old, and he was poor and afraid. He didn't want to speak. Now it seems that what should be said still needs to be said. Otherwise, big baozi is afraid to go to extremes."I know some money should be spent, but But... "

Looking up, the big bun looked at him with tears: "but every time I see money spent from my hands, I feel like cutting meat."

With the last word falling, the tears locked in the bottom of my eyes rolled out of my eyes. The heartache could not be described in any words. Ling Jingxuan hugged him with heartache: "OK, Dad, don't say it. After that, you can save as much as you want. Dad will not talk much."

After all, he lost to his son.

"Woo "Dad..."

Buried in his arms, the big buns cried bitterly. The little buns beside him rushed to join in the fun. He held two small buns crying. Ling Jingxuan was heartbroken and upset. His brain seemed to be about to crack. He had been planted in their hands all his life.

"Dad, I'll try not to look at it when you spend money."

Later, lying in bed, his back to his steamed bun suddenly said, Ling Jingxuan only felt more sour and painful: "no, now we don't have much money, and we don't need to spend much. You'd better take care of the money. We'll make more money in the future. Dad will leave some of the money spent, and the rest will be given to you to save for a rainy day."

After all, he still can't bear to deprive Ling Wen of his only hobby.

"Well."

In the dark, Ling Wen nods heavily, and finally a smile opens on his small face. Ling Jingxuan closes his eyes and looks at him by moonlight. He doesn't say anything. He just reaches out and rubs his head and slowly enters into sleep. They finally reach a small consensus on money, but Is that really the case? Hey, soon Ling Jingxuan will know.