Pomegranate was also sent out to do something. When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan woke up, they found another servant girl sitting by the door.
"Now, I'm really starting to admire your mother in this life. She's in charge of the farm, she's feeding us milk, and she's also able to grasp the situation around the children at any time. If it were in our era, she would definitely be an all-powerful woman," Wang Juan said with a sigh.
"That's right. Don't you see whose mother she is. In the future, don't always say 'your mother' like that. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Call them 'father' and 'mother'. Who is this at the door? We can't arrange anything else, otherwise we won't have enough people at home. "
Zhang Xiaobao looked at the servant girl standing by and thought of an idea. After thinking about it, he finally rejected it. When he saw Wang Juan looking at him unhappily, he smiled and said, "I'm used to it. I always feel like I'm still the person who controls a large corporation."
"Then always remind yourself, especially in front of outsiders. Let's go to the sand. While the children are recovering quickly, we should seize the time to exercise."
As soon as Wang Juan finished speaking, the two began to kick the mattresses on the ground. This was the only way for them to get off the ground.
"Little Young Master, you're up?" After kicking a mattress, the servant girl alertly walked over.
"We don't need you, we can do it ourselves. What's your name …?" Seeing that the servant girl was reaching out to carry him and Wang Juan, Zhang Xiaobao spoke to stop her.
"In reply to Little Young Master, my name is Xiao Hong. Thank you Little Young Master and Little Miss for asking for mercy. In the future, Little Seven and I won't dare to speak out of turn." The person who called herself Xiao Hong was somewhat reserved.
"Oh, you're Xiao Hong. Do well in Zhuangzi and we won't treat you badly. Hurry up and get off." Wang Juan said to Xiao Hong and urged Zhang Xiaobao to get off the ground first.
Taking a deep breath and protecting their heads with both hands, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan rolled onto the mattress on the ground one after another under Little Red's astonished gaze. Little Red felt as if the things that had rolled down were not two children, but two large rocks, firmly pressing down on her chest. She was so frightened that she did not know what to do.
"Go to the kitchen to get the water we need. As soon as you tell them, they will understand. Go to the backyard to find us. Remember to bring two sets of our clothes..."
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan didn't care about the mattresses on the ground. Xiao Hong should be able to do this kind of thing. One in front of the other, they staggered outside.
Looking at the Little Young Master and Little Miss Wang's disappearing figures, Xiao Hong was stunned. After a while, she reacted. She covered her mouth with her hand and muttered, "Not a monster. I don't know anything. I won't say anything."
Xiao Hong trembled as she was told to go to the kitchen. The kitchen had already prepared everything. When she took the water and walked to the back, Xiao Hong was still in a trance. As she walked, she suddenly stopped and muttered to herself, "If the Little Young Master is really a monster, then wouldn't the family head in the future be a monster? That doesn't seem bad. With a monster as the family head, who would dare to bully the people on Zhuangzi? "
In an instant, Xiao Hong, who thought it through, became happy. She quickened her steps and came to the back of the yard. She saw the Little Young Master and Little Miss Wang walking there hand in hand. Not far away, under a tree, sat the Old Madam and Old Master, looking at the two little guys with benevolent smiles on their faces.
The scorching sun gradually sank. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan once again dragged their tired bodies back to their room. Enduring the soreness, they massaged each other once before lying there and gradually fell asleep.
Jang Wong Clan had already been ordered for the past few days. They were to eat a pig's knuckle every day, the kind without salt. For her, for the sake of her children, there was nothing she couldn't endure.
Waiting for Jang Wong Clan to feed her milk, while Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were lying there reading the Thousand Character Classic, Erniu and Cherries both came back. Pomegranate took a few people to the market to pick up vegetables, leaves, and rotten fish.
"Little Young Master, the sauces have already been made. It's not very good to make sauces at this time of the year. My mother said that we can still make sauces. It'll be ready in a few days. Send the money for the small porcelain jar over as well." When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan raised their heads to rest their eyes, Erniu finally opened his mouth to report.
"En, take care of this matter first. You put in a lot of effort. Keep ten percent of the things that aren't soybeans for your family. Bring the rest back to the courtyard and find a place for me to put them. Find someone who can read and write down the amount of each item and send it to me.
You don't have to come here every day. Come once every two to three days. If you encounter anything that you can't decide, you can ask me. Rest in the courtyard tonight and go back tomorrow morning. "
Zhang Xiaobao thought for a moment and then instructed Erniu. He glanced at Cherries who was standing at the side and nodded. Cherries stepped forward and said, "Little Young Master, the kang bed you mentioned has already been set up and dried. We also bought a lot of eggs. I've been touching the chicken coop every day. I think it's ready."
"It's ready? That's good. Do as I say. In about twenty days, there will be chickens coming out of their shells. Let me think about it and I'll tell you the details tomorrow. This thing … I'm familiar with it. When you see Pomegranate, tell her to hurry up. "Zhang Xiaobao thought for a while and then slowly said.
After Cherries also left, Wang Juan stared at Zhang Xiaobao and suddenly laughed. "I thought you knew everything. It turns out that you're also a little guilty. Are you familiar with it? Why do you sound so unconfident? "
"I can't say I'm not familiar with it. Cherries has already grasped the temperature. What she needs is me to give her confidence. It's not easy to be in power." Zhang Xiaobao smacked his lips and then continued to read. He didn't just read, he also had to memorize it.
Wang Juan didn't say anything for a while. Her eyes stared straight at the many strokes of the words. After a while, she said, "Actually, it's not easy to live. Who knows what tomorrow will be like? Natural disasters, man-made disasters, if you can't avoid them, then you have to face them. What do you want that for? "
Wang Juan's thoughts jumped around quickly. At first, she was lamenting, but then she changed the topic.
Zhang Xiaobao turned a page and said, "Rewards. I'll make more money in the future, but I'll be suspected by others. Maybe I don't have the mood to care about the internal affairs. Now, I need to strengthen the people's hearts. My request is that the Zhang Xiaobao and Wang families must be as strong as iron in Zhuangzi. Fortunately, there's someone to help."
Wang Juan turned back again. She hadn't finished reading yet. "There are still two lines to go. It's vertical. I'm not used to it. Who do you think will help?"
"Song Jinggong, that liar. We can get a lot of money from him. Hurry up and read one more page before you go to sleep." Zhang Xiaobao yawned and said.
*****
It was another sunny day. The early morning breeze was still cool. The chirping of birds was like the sunlight passing through the gaps between the leaves. It was always possible to feel its presence inadvertently. The children and the adults who had nothing to do were at home flipping through the piles of firewood. They took out the rotting things underneath and carefully piled them aside, waiting for the people from the village to come and change them.
Song Jinggong didn't go back home yesterday. He found a random family in Zhuangzi to stay the night. Normally, as a kind person, he would stay for a few nights. That family should have taken care of his meals and wouldn't ask for a single copper coin. Who would have thought that these two neighboring families in Zhuangzi would actually ask him for money?
Five copper coins for a night's stay and five copper coins for a meal without meat. Ten copper coins for a meal without meat. It was just a lousy dish. Not to mention the bad taste, there wasn't much oil. It was enough to stay in the town's inn for 15 copper coins. You could even drink a bowl of wine.
When he left the house, Song Jinggong cursed inwardly. He had given all his money to that little kid from the Zhang Family. He had actually taken away an inkstone from the Four Treasures of the Study that he always carried with him. That inkstone was bought for fifty copper coins, and it was only enough to pay for a shabby bed for one night. How could a bowl of brown rice and a plate of fried leek with egg be counted as meat dishes?
With a gloomy mood, Song Jinggong didn't feel happy even though the weather was so good. If they didn't ask for the jade and silver, Song Jinggong really was prepared to leave. Now that he had given them away, he wouldn't be satisfied if he didn't get some benefits.
Imagining the scene of him tricking the people in Zhangjia Zhuangzi into crying, Song Jinggong finally felt a little better. He hurried on his way. When he was about to reach the biggest courtyard in the manor, he slowed down his pace. He straightened his clothes and said to the door, "Is the manager of the manor here? Song Jinggong is here to visit. "
The person at the door had already been instructed. He glanced at the door and didn't say anything.
Song Jinggong waited for a while. He had no choice but to reach out and knock on the door. Only then did someone open the small door. He stuck his head out to look at Song Jinggong and said, "What do you want?"
"I am Song Jinggong. I want to see the manager of your manor." Song Jinggong cleared his throat and said in a clear voice.
"I don't know. Do you have a name card? How can the manager of my manor be met so casually? "The gatekeeper disdainfully curled his lips.
"I was here yesterday with your young master. Why don't you know today?" Song Jinggong was angry, but he couldn't directly show it. He could only continue to speak.
"Yesterday I only saw the young master. I didn't see anyone else. Aiyo, isn't this Young Master Zheng? You've come. Quickly invite him in. I'll inform him of your arrival. " As the gatekeeper spoke, he suddenly changed his face and greeted Song Jinggong. He then turned around and ran back.
Song Jinggong heard the gatekeeper's words and turned his head to look. He saw a young man in his twenties standing there with a smile on his face. He wore a small gown and tight leggings. He didn't look like a rich person. Why did the gatekeeper treat him like this?
With doubts, Song Jinggong cupped his hands and said, "So it's Young Master Zheng. I understand. My surname is Song."
"Oh, oh, hello Young Master Song. Is Young Master Song here to borrow money like me?" This Young Master Zheng didn't seem to know the meaning of secrecy. He opened his mouth and spoke his purpose.
"Borrow money? Then why did the gatekeeper treat the two of us differently? "Song Jinggong wanted to understand what was wrong with him.
"Oh, Young Master Song must be a righteous person. Although I'm here to borrow money, every time I come, I will …"
"Young Master Zheng, please come in." Just as Song Jinggong wanted to know the reason, the gatekeeper came back and stood at the door to welcome him. Young Master Zheng smiled and thanked him. He handed a string of three hundred copper coins to the gatekeeper and walked in respectfully under the gatekeeper's service.
Looking at Young Master Zheng's receding figure, the gatekeeper weighed the money in his hand with a smile on his face and put it away happily. When he saw Song Jinggong again, he suddenly snorted coldly, turned around, and went in without saying anything.
Song Jinggong now knew the reason. He gritted his teeth and turned around to leave. It wasn't that he didn't want to cheat, but he wanted to go back to get the money. He finally understood what was going on with the gatekeeper. It was easy to meet the King of Hell, but difficult to deal with the little ghosts.
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