Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

The remaining wild grapes boiled down to three jars of jam, Ling Jingxuan left one jar for the children to eat, and the other two jars were cooled, sealed with a white cloth, and soaked in Crescent Spring water, ready to be taken to the market tomorrow In the evening, after bathing the two buns and watering the wild grape and pear branches in the front yard, Ling Jingxuan returned to the house.

"What are you doing? The number of days is not too crooked?"

The two buns sat cross-legged on the bed facing each other, with a bunch of copper coins threaded with twine in the middle. The two of them were counting over and over again by the moonlight. Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, and appreciated their behavior of counting once every night. Completely speechless.

"How can it be? That's only how much. If possible, I would like to count the money every moment."

Only at this time, Big Baozi is surprisingly innocent, so innocent that he only sees money.

"Uh... I think you might as well get into money's eyes."

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, Ling Jingxuan couldn't touch his forehead, he has seen someone who loves money, who has seen love like this?

"I do."

Unaware of his father's speechlessness, the big bun looked at him excitedly holding the money: "Father, guess how many copper coins we have saved?"

"How many?"

Ling Jingxuan lazily raised his eyelids, and poured himself a bowl of herbal tea. Can he say that now he trembles when he hears the little bun talk about money?

"It's almost nine big coins. It's all because Dad bought too many things today, otherwise there must be a tael of silver."

At the end, the big bun glared at him with infinite resentment. Until now, he still feels sorry for the money for buying the jars. Who knows if the wine he makes can make money? wasted.

"Cough cough..."

Hearing this, Ling Jingxuan, who was drinking water, got a gash and almost choked himself to death. Seeing this, the two buns quickly got out of bed and patted him on the back.

"Daddy, are you okay?"

The little bun was fine, he looked at him worriedly with his shining eyes while patting his back, the big bun...

"Father, you said that you are not young anymore, how can you choke on drinking water?"

If it wasn't for you, would I be able to choke?

Hearing him talking like a grown-up, Ling Jingxuan rolled his eyes, wishing he could hang himself with a piece of noodle thread, he is such a useless father!

"Ahem...well, I'm fine."

After finally recovering his strength, Ling Jingxuan tried his best to shake off the 'psychological shadow' caused by the big bun, wiped his mouth, then looked at the big bun and said: "Xiaowen, I plan to go to the county town to go to the market tomorrow, the second uncle's prescription There are still a few herbs left, and it’s time to buy some things at home. By the way, I also want to buy some clothes, let’s..."

"Father, what are you doing? Why are you thinking about spending money all day long? Is it easy for us to save that little money? How many times have I told you that the money is for emergency use? Why don't you listen? Lie? How can you live like this? Even if our family has mountains of gold and silver, it can’t support your expenses. Dad, you just calm down, we..."

Before he could finish speaking, Big Baozi interrupted him sharply, his thin face turned into a liver-colored color, his big round eyes stared fiercely at him, and he burst out a long line like chanting sutras, As if he had done so many heinous things, Ling Jingxuan was dumbfounded, he... dare to let him finish?

What the father and son didn't know was that word for word of their conversation reached the ears of the wounded man next door. The corner of the man's lips curled up because of this, and there was a smile and longing on his face that he didn't even notice. I vaguely felt that it would be nice to have such a wife and children.

"...Father, listen to me, life is not how you live, we must know how to be frugal, I have no objection if you want to buy medicine for second uncle, and you don't need anything else, it's not that there is nothing at home, the clothes on our bodies are I can still wear..."

"Stop! Xiaowen, can I promise not to touch those copper coins of yours?"

The big bun's nagging was still going on, Ling Jingxuan scratched his hair irritably, and roared out unbearably, mother, he wants to take back the financial power, he must.

"Uh... then you can think about it."

The two buns were startled, as if they sensed his anger, the big bun blushed and looked away unnaturally, while the little bun grabbed his hand and looked at Ling Jingxuan timidly. Ever since his father returned to normal, he still Yelling at them for the first time is somewhat unaccustomed to them.

"Ahem... Well, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan cursed in a low voice, pulled them over and apologized softly, the two buns lowered their heads and said nothing, their little hands were tightly twisted together, apparently not accepting his comfort, Ling Jingxuan said helplessly: "Dad, really? Deliberately, Xiaowen, I know our family is poor, and saving money is the right thing to do, but your way of saving everything is wrong. People often say that you can’t eat poorly and wear poorly, and you don’t plan to be poor all your life. Isn’t making money just to live a better life? It’s a reluctance to eat, and it’s also a reluctance to wear, isn’t it a little bit upside down?”

He wanted to tell him these words two days ago, but he was only five years old, and he was poor and afraid, so he was reluctant to speak. Now it seems that what should be said is still to be said, otherwise the big bun is afraid It's gone to extremes.

"I know some money should be spent, but...but..."

Raising his head, Big Baozi looked at him with tears in his eyes: "But every time I see money being spent out of my hands, my heart hurts like cutting flesh."

As the last word fell, the tears that were locked in his eyes rolled out of his eyes, and the sadness in it could not be described in any words, Ling Jingxuan hugged him in distress: "Okay, okay, just don't say anything, what are you going to do in the future?" Save as much as you can, Dad won't talk too much anymore."

In the end, he still lost to his son.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Buried his head in his arms, the big bun was crying, and the little bun next to him rushed over to join in the fun, hugging the two crying little buns, Ling Jingxuan felt distressed and painful, his forehead seemed to be splitting open , he was planted in their hands for the rest of his life.

"Father, how about this, I will try not to look at it when you spend money in the future."

Lying on the bed later, with his back turned to his little bun, Ling Jingxuan suddenly said, "No need, now our family doesn't have much money, and we don't have much to spend, you should take care of the money." , we will earn more money in the future, Dad will keep a part of the money spent, and the rest will be handed over to you to save for a rainy day."

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

"Ah."

In the darkness, Ling Wen nodded heavily, a smile finally bloomed on his small face, Ling Jingxuan lowered his eyes to look at him by the moonlight, didn't say anything, just stretched out his hands to rub his head, and slowly fell asleep, the question about money Things, they finally reached a small consensus, but... is that really the case?Hehe, Ling Jingxuan will know soon.