The host just wants to fall in love

Chapter 109 The Little Scholar’s ​​Child Bride【14】

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Shiyan was 15 years old, and Bai Chu was 14 years old.

Shiyan also stayed at the county school for three years.

Not much happened in three years.

The biggest thing should be that Yang's mother is now living in the county with Bai Chu, and has not returned to the countryside.

It is also because Shiyan's fame has not improved after he was admitted to Tongsheng.

At this time, there were bad rumors in Murakami, all aimed at Yang's mother.

Some people looked at Yang's mother's appearance and embroidery skills, and even if they had a son, they were still children's sons, so they put a note on them and wanted to find Yang's mother to remarry them.

Mother Yang naturally refused.

But with fewer people, less power.

Bai Chu retreated for a month, wrote a long novel on cultivating immortals, made a lot of money, and went directly to the county town to rent a small courtyard to live in.

Shiyan didn't have to travel all day.

Also because of these incidents, Shi Yan studied harder.

Practicing calligraphy is also done every day. Compared with before, handwriting has improved rapidly.

Now even if he copied books, an ordinary Three-Character Classic would have two hundred characters.

It's just that now Shiyan no longer copies books except for the books he needs.

In particular, he studied hard in the county school and his grades were among the best. The teacher planned to let him go to the next exam when he was 16 next year.

Yang's mother also has something to do now, because a rich lady took a fancy to a handkerchief and hired her to teach her daughter's needlework, and the monthly allowance was quite a lot.

All three of them had things to do, which made the time go by very quickly.

Finally, this balance point was broken when Bai Chu finished his second novel.

Since the last Xiuxian novel was written, she has some novels like Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio made up of various short stories.

Bai Chu also told the owner of the bookstore that after finishing writing this book, she will have to rest for a long time, and maybe she doesn't want to write it in the future.

The owner of the bookstore naturally wanted to keep her.

Currently, the best-selling scripts in the store are written by Bai Chu. Although there are many follow-up works in the market, they can't beat the sales volume of her scripts.

Bai Chu naturally refused again.

She will make money when it is time to make money, but now she is not needed to make money, and she really hates writing with a pen in her heart.

one morning.

Shi Yan got up to go to the county school, and it was very bright outside at this time, and it had just turned on.

"Sanggong, isn't it Xiumu today? Why did you wake up so early?" Bai Chu yawned and sat up, seeing Shi Yan put on his clothes silently.

Seeing her waking up, Shi Yan had a tender look on her face, "I've made very little movement, why are you still waking up?" He dressed and sat on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to touch Bai Chu's pink cheeks, and smiled softly, "Today, my companion asked me to go out to participate in a poetry meeting. There were many Confucian students participating in it. I just wanted to go and see it."

Bai Chu felt a little uncomfortable being pinched, shook his head and shook off his hand, "Oh, then you should come back early, does your husband still remember what you promised?"

"Of course I remember, daughter-in-law, just wait, I'll be back after I finish." Shi Yan hugged him before leaving.

Bai Chu lay back down again, after a high workload exercise, now he is a little bored not writing a storybook for a while.

But now the family is not short of money, and because she wrote the script, Yang's mother has saved a lot of money.

I really don't want to touch the pen anymore.

Anyway, if I'm idle now, I'm idle, why don't I go find my mother.

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(End of this chapter)