After becoming a widow, I became the mother of seven children

The end of the month has come in a flash, and it has been more than a month since Yan Qingqing and his family started business.

Excluding daily expenses, Yan Qingqing also accumulated more than 40 taels of silver, which was a huge sum of money for their family.

I think back when Yan Qingqing just traveled through time, he only had ten cents in his hand, which the original owner had saved up by hiding it in a mouse hole.

Now that the family has dozens of taels of silver, it is the result of everyone's joint efforts. Yan Qingqing has not forgotten her original promise to provide monthly payments to her children.

After all, it was the first time to pay monthly money. Yan Qingqing thought that it had to be grand, so she specially prepared a red envelope and stuffed the money into the red envelope one by one.

It was agreed at the beginning that each person would be paid no less than [-] wages per month. Since Li Xiangkang was young and could not help much, he could be given half the salary.

But now that they are making money, Yan Qingqing feels that one hundred coins is a bit too little. After all, they usually work very hard. So except for Li Xiangkang, each red envelope contained three hundred coins.

Yan Qingqing thought for a while, fearing that Xiao Jinxiu would feel uncomfortable, so she put ten copper coins in a red envelope for her.

It's not that Yan Qingqing spends money lavishly, but it's that the eldest couple contribute the most in business and in the family, and Jinxiu is also the only granddaughter in their family. She doesn't want to let the children feel cold.

Everyone came back in the evening. After dinner, Yuan Huiniang lit the kerosene lamp and took it to Yan Qingqing's room.

A row of people sat neatly, waiting for Yan Qingqing to teach them how to read and learn arithmetic.

After this month of study, the effect is quite remarkable. Li Xiangping, who is the slowest in reading, has learned more than 30 words.

If anyone in the family is to say who is the slowest learner, it is Li Xiangping.

He is really the stupidest person Yan Qingqing has ever seen. He just taught the lesson before and then forgot about it. He had to ask several questions over and over again.

I heard from Yuan Huiniang that Li Xiangping was still learning to read in his sleep.

Yan Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this. Some people are not born to eat that kind of rice. No matter how hard you try, it will be in vain. Fortunately, Yan Qingqing's original intention was not to let Li Xiangping study for fame.

However, Li Xiangping is diligent and down-to-earth. Once such a person has a foundation, he will go further.

The opposite of Li Xiangping was Li Xiangkang. This child had a photographic memory and was born to study. This also made Yan Qingqing determined to send him to an academy.

If their family wants to truly prosper and gain a foothold in this era, they must have a real scholar.

At this moment, Yan Qingqing somewhat understood the persistence of Mr. Li and Mrs. Li, but she understood, but she would never do something as stupid as the two of them.

Yan Qingqing looked at the neat row of children and said with a smile: "We will not give lectures today, let everyone relax."

It doesn't matter to others. Yan Qingqing said that work and rest should be combined, and occasionally they will relax.

Li Xiangping breathed a sigh of relief. He had almost forgotten what he learned yesterday. He sometimes wondered if he was his mother's biological child.

Why is it that his eldest brother is so stupid when his younger brothers and sisters are so good at it?

Fortunately, my mother will not talk about anything new today. He will still have time to ask Yuan Huiniang in the evening and review it carefully.

Thinking of this, the eyes he looked at Yuan Huiniang were particularly hot. Yuan Huiniang also felt it, and her face turned red instantly, but she thought in her heart that her husband was really, with so many people watching, how would she behave in the future.

Fortunately, the little ones couldn't understand what they meant, and Yan Qingqing turned a blind eye to this kind of "show of affection".

Li Xiangkang was the first to ask: "Mom, what are we doing tonight?"

Yan Qingqing said domineeringly: "Give me money!" After saying this, Yan Qingqing took out several big red envelopes.

Everyone was shocked. Although Yan Qingqing had said that he would give them monthly money, they had never really thought about such a good thing.

Yan Qingqing handed them the red envelopes with their names written on them one by one, even the youngest Jinxiu.

Yuan Huiniang quickly stopped her and said, "Mom, Jinxiu is less than two years old and has not made any contribution to the family. She even has her fourth brother to take care of her.

We should have paid for the fourth brother's share, so how could we ask my mother to pay for this girl again? "

Yan Qingqing glared at her and said, "What are you talking about? Jinxiu is the eldest granddaughter of our family, and she is very precious. Besides, I can see how much you two have contributed to this family.

I treat you well, and I hope that you, the elder brothers and sisters-in-law, can also be kind to your younger siblings no matter where and whenever you are. "

Yan Qingqing's words moved Li Xiangping and Yuan Huiniang so much that they declared on the spot that they would be better to their brothers and sisters in the future.

This is exactly what Yan Qingqing wants. If a family wants to get together, it must have cohesion.

After this episode, Li Xiangkang opened the red seal and started counting on the spot. He is now the best arithmetic person in the family besides Yan Qingqing and his second brother.

Everyone looked at Li Xiangkang's seriousness, and their eyes were full of smiles.

After Li Xiangkang finished counting, Li Xiangan joked: "Fourth brother, how many can you count clearly?"

Li Xiangkang grinned and said: "After counting, it's 150 Wen. Mom is so generous. How much is yours? It must be 150 Wen!"

Several people looked at each other and then remained silent in unison.

Although they didn't count their monthly money, they knew it was definitely more than 150 Wen.

This was also the reason for their silence. None of them expected Yan Qingqing to be so generous.

I originally thought it would be great to have a hundred articles.

Looking at the entire Canghe Village, there is no family that pays monthly money for doing something for the family.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Yan Qingqing said to Li Xiangkang: "No need to ask, your brothers and sisters are given three hundred coins. They usually work very hard, so they should get more. This is not a favoritism."

Li Xiangkang was overjoyed to be able to get so much money. Whose kid could have so much money? If they knew, they would be envious of him for a long time.

Besides, he won't compare with his brothers and sisters.

Yan Qingqing knew what Li Xiangkang was thinking when he saw his expression. These children were very pure at heart. At this time, Yan Qingqing didn't realize that Li Xiangkang was a scheming person.

But even if she knew about Yan Qingqing, she wouldn’t think that it was a slander. Probably in the mother’s heart, her children are the best. Isn’t there a saying that goes well? Beetles think their children are sweet, and hedgehogs think their children are sweet. Light.

Although this metaphor is not very appropriate, it still makes some sense.

Yan Qingqing continued: "Let me give you an account first. This is the result of our joint efforts, and you have the right to know. In the past month and six days, we have made a total profit of 50 taels, 430 taels, aside from costs. money.

During this period, the family spent a total of 320 taels and 960 taels on various expenses and favors. Your monthly income is 43 taels and [-] taels. The fraction is not counted. Now the family still has [-] taels of silver. "

Everyone gasped after hearing this. How could they be so powerful? They could earn money in one month that others could not earn in several years.