Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

Dong Jiafu asked Meng Dong and saw that she had no place she wanted to go, so she took her to the bookstore.

On the way there, she didn't hide anything from Meng Dong and told her everything about her storybook and her second brother's business.

Meng Dong couldn't believe it after hearing this, "Afu, you are so awesome, you can even write your own storybook."

"I had just gone to Yangzhou. I wanted to make more money, so I tried to write two books. When I returned to Beijing, my second brother wanted to open a bookstore, so I continued writing."

"Others are father and son soldiers, but you are brothers and sisters who make money." Meng Dong gave a thumbs up.

Dong Jiafu couldn't help but laugh out loud and joked to herself: "We are indeed a bit vulgar."

"No, making money is just like fighting. It all depends on real ability. And who in the world can live without money? People who say vulgarity can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour."

"You are getting better and better at talking now, but I think you are right. With three hundred and sixty skills, you will be number one. Not everyone can do business well, and you have to use your brain."

Meng Dong nodded like a fool, "When you make a lot of money, put it in your pocket and buy whatever you want, no matter what others say."

"As you wish, I will buy you whatever you want by then." Dong Jiafu said with a smile.

"Really? Then I have to think about it carefully." Meng Dong was very happy.

Talking and laughing all the way, we arrived at the bookstore before we knew it.

The three of them got out of the car. Meng Dong looked up at the bookstore's sign, "Afu, is this the bookstore opened by your second brother? It looks really big."

"Let's go in and take a look." Dong Jiafu led her inside.

In the bookstore, the girl chose the book and went to the counter to pay.

Qinghe gave the book to the clerk, "How can I sell this book?"

Just as the clerk was about to reach out to take it, Dong Jialin came from the side, took the book and took a look at it, then handed it to the girl, "It turns out that the girl likes to read poetry collections, so I will give this book to the girl without paying for it."

"There is also this book." Dong Jialin stretched out his hand behind his back. "This is a very beautiful story book. Girls can read it when they have nothing to do."

The girl was startled when she saw the title of the book, then she shook her head and politely refused, "I can't accept the book given by the young master if I don't get reward for my merits."

"It's just two books. They're not worth much money. Just accept them, girl, as an apology for my two rude remarks to the girl."

"Young Master said that I can't even accept it, but it's all a misunderstanding."

Qing He thought that Dong Jialin was deliberately pestering their girls, so he interrupted angrily: "Yes, and who are you? You just gave it away, and you think this store is owned by your family?"

The waiter on the side couldn't see his boss being questioned, so he said: "Don't worry, girl, this is our boss, so he has the final say."

"What? This bookstore belongs to you?" Qinghe's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg in.

The girl also showed a look of surprise, pulled Qing He behind her and said, "I'm sorry, Master. Qing He shouldn't have offended you, but I don't know him, so I really can't take his things."

As he spoke, the girl took the book, took out a small piece of broken silver from her purse, put it on the counter, and hurried out of the door past him.

Dong Jialin reacted, picked up the silver and turned to chase, "Oh..."

At this time, Dong Jiafu, Meng Dong, and Xia Zhi came in from outside, met the girl face to face, and passed by her.

"Where are you going, second brother?"

Dong Jialin had to stop and asked, "Afu, why are you here?"

"Meng Dong and I were out for a walk, and we also wanted to see how the teahouse was being repaired."

Dong Jialin saw that he was absent-minded and kept looking outside, so he followed his line of sight doubtfully, and his eyes fell on the girl who just left here.

"Second brother knows that girl?"

"Oh, I don't know..." He saw the girl getting on a carriage from a distance. Dong Jialin thought that he couldn't catch her, so he turned around and said, "He is a guest who came to buy books."

Dong Jiafu lowered her eyes and saw that he was holding silver in his hand and looked anxious. He really didn't look like he was treating a guest.

"Well... since you're here, Afu, you can take your friend around for a while and take back whatever books you want to read. I'll take you to the teahouse later."

"Okay, second brother, don't worry about us, just go about your business."

In the carriage, Qing He picked up the book Dong Jialin gave him and looked disgusted when he saw the title.

""Sword Points to the Road to Jianghu", what kind of nonsense is this? He even dared to show the girl some random fabrications, but I can see that he has no good intentions towards the girl."

"Girl, it's better not to read the book, lest it stains your eyes. I'll help you get rid of it now." Qing He rolled up the book roughly, opened the curtain and was about to throw it out the window.

"Wait, don't throw it away-" The girl quickly stopped and reached out to take the script back.

"Girl, haven't you never read this kind of market talk?" Qing He was puzzled.

The girl unfolded the book, put it on her lap and smoothed it bit by bit, cherishing it as if she were an orphan.

"A book has to go through many processes from writing to being sold in bookstores. Every book is hard-won and unique. It cannot be thrown away casually, do you understand?"

"I know my mistake," Qing He said politely, "I know that girls love books, but how can this kind of book be worth bringing back? The books in your room are all collections of the Book of Songs. It would be too shameful to put it in there. ”

"Qinghe, don't say that." The girl raised her head and said seriously, "Every book has its own value. It was my problem that I didn't like to read it in the past, not that those books were bad. And this was given to me by someone else. Yes, if I turn around and throw it away, it will be disrespectful to others."

"He's just a businessman who met the girl twice..." Qing He muttered softly.

When she noticed that the face of the girl opposite her changed slightly, she suddenly realized that she had made a mistake.

"I'm sorry, girl, I said the wrong thing. I'm not belittling the merchant, I just don't like that person..."

"Okay, no need to say more," the girl's expression returned to normal, "Qinghe, I know you are protecting me, but we have grown up now and are no longer helpless children. You can calm down a little Once you put away the thorns in your body, don’t always think the worst about people.”

Hearing this, Qing He lowered his head in shame, "Girl, I was wrong. I will change it. Don't be angry."

The girl stood up and sat next to her, raising her hand to rub her back.

"I'm not angry. I'm worried that if you continue like this, sooner or later you will lose your heart and become someone you don't even recognize."

The girl said warmly: "I am also responsible for your current temperament. Don't worry, we will take our time and it will be fine."

Qing He's eyes turned red and tears burst out, "I don't want to see the girl being bullied... wuwu..."

"I know, I know everything," the girl hugged her to comfort her, "Thanks to you being by my side these years, you have been wronged."