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    When it comes to managing money, Ye Jiao really knows nothing.

    The little ginseng used to eat dirt. Well, it is a collection of the aura of heaven and earth to live, even if sometimes want some natural materials and earth treasures, but also mostly barter, and do not involve gold and silver.

    Ye Jiao in the memory did not manage the money in the Ye family, otherwise she would not have been angry.

    Now ten taels of silver was stuffed by Qi Yun. Ye Jiao took the small wooden box and seemed to feel that it was hot. She put it aside and stretched out her hand to pull Qi Yun's sleeve. "what am I going to do with it?"

    Qi Yun was so patient that she took her hand and clutched the stove and said, "although our family says that we don't have to worry about ordinary things, we have to spend extra money on some things, such as if you want to buy a dress or a hairpin." you have to take your own money. "

    Ye Jiao blinked and said, "do you have to go out on your own?"

    "well, before my mother asked you to cut clothes, the money was given by my mother, and it was a benefit for you. If you want to do it yourself, you have to spend your own money." Qi Yun was very frank when he spoke.

    In fact, ordinary people's money is rarely given to the people in the house, and the hustle and bustle is all for profit. Of course, the money earned by men should be held in their own hands. Only in this way can they feel comfortable and have a way to manipulate women at home so as not to lose their authority.

    Moreover, the more powerful the family is, the less the woman has to manage the money. Unless the woman has a deep family background, she can only control the financial power. Otherwise, most of them are just asking about the account and obviously they are holding it. But in fact, they just have to take the trouble to manage it. If you really want to make the money, you have to ask the man.

    Even if it is Liu, it is usually just a tube, and everything else has to be decided by Qi Fu.

    Qi Yun knew this, of course, but he still gave all he earned to Ye Jiao, leaving nothing for himself.

    He wanted to do business so that his wife could have a good life in the future. No matter whether he lived or died in the future, Ye Jiao could rely on him so that he would not be unable to make a living. Now that he had made money, he naturally wanted her to put it away.

    But Ye Jiao was holding the box and muttered, "it's not easy for you to make money. I don't want to cut clothes or buy hairpins."

    In a word, Qi Yun's heart is sour and sweet.

    He naturally knew that Ye Jiao was simple and kind, and what she said was what she had in mind. What Qi Yun did not expect was that she used to know that her wife was usually carefree and sleepy, except that she wanted to eat, but now she listened. She clearly remembered herself in her heart.

    If you get a wife like this, you can't ask for anything else.

    But Qi Yun did not show it, but his tone was more slowly: "Niao Niang is right, but I have a lot of work to do now, and the shop always has to take care of it. I have to worry about this money here every day, isn't it?"

    If you let others hear this, I'm afraid you'll lose your chin.

    This is silver, white silver! Other people don't want it yet, but when it comes to Qi Yun's mouth, it turns out to be a hassle.

    There's no reason!

    Ye Jiao just likes this. She thinks Qi Yun is right. Not only do you have to collect the money, but you have to think about it every day. Isn't that a hassle?

    And the husband's body is not ready, for the shop to work hard, of course, I have to help him.

    The resistance on her face disappeared immediately. Ye Jiao closed the box and looked firmly at Qi Yun and said, "Don't worry, Xiang Gong, I can take care of it for you."

    Qi Yun bent the corner of his mouth, reached out and touched Ye Jiao's forehead hair: "Jiao Niang really helped me a lot, thank you."

    Ye Jiao Tiantian smiled: "you're welcome."

    After putting away the box, Qi Yun told Ye Jiao in detail about the money he might have to use in the future.

    In addition to the cost of buying things for themselves, Xiao Su and Tiezi now follow Ye Jiao and Qi Yun. They also need Qi Yun and Ye Jiao to drive their monthly money. if they want to use an ox cart, they have to give money to the coachman to reward themselves. those who come out and go in need coins.

    From lunch to dinner, haven't finished yet.

    All in all, it is impossible to move without money.

    Ye Jiao was confused, but she still tried to keep it all in mind.

    This time she did not complain about bitterness or tiredness, and the little ginseng thought it was troublesome, so it would be even more troublesome if she gave it to her husband. No matter how difficult it was, she had to learn to remember it and share her worries with her husband.

    However, Qi Yun could see that Ye Jiao remembered the difficulties, and since it was already late at night, she couldn't delay Rest, so she ended up, and the rest was ready to tell her later when something happened.

    The man just told her repeatedly: "Don't be afraid to spend money, especially for yourself, don't be afraid to use the money. If it's not enough, I'll earn it back."

    Qi Yun is to persuade his wife not to cling to the flowers. Only when the money is spent can it be earned back. It is always in the palm of the hand that it becomes dead.

    You can't give birth to silver on your own, so you might as well spend it.

    Seeing Ye Jiao nodding, Qi Yun was relieved, and then smiled in his heart. He really didn't expect that one day he would take pains to teach people how to spend his money.

    And had a good time teaching it.

    When the two men were lying side by side on the bed, in the darkness, Qi Yun heard Ye Jiao's soft voice: "the last time I saw that my father had fur clothes, it was very warm. How much money would it cost to buy one for my husband?"

    Qi Yun choked in his throat, took Ye Jiao's hand and softly replied, "Let's go and see it sometime."

    "good."

    When Ye Jiao fell asleep, Qi Yun carefully leaned to his side, touched his lips on Ye Jiao's forehead, and closed his eyes.

    When Qi Yun woke up, it was already dawn, the charcoal fire in the room was rekindled, and the room was warm.

    The man sat up and saw Ye Jiao, who was already well dressed, writing in front of the desk as soon as he turned his head.

    Qi Yun thought that she got up early and studied hard, and did not disturb her, so she went to dress and wash herself.

    But when he had finished packing, he found that Ye Jiao was still motionless at the table.

    When walked over curiously, saw that Ye Jiao was not practicing calligraphy, but using round words to write down what Qi Yun said yesterday.

    It's just that Ye Jiao doesn't have much time to practice calligraphy, so she writes a little slowly, and she hasn't finished half of it all morning.

    When he saw Qi Yun coming over, Ye Jiao looked at him and said, "is Xiang Gong hungry?"

    Qi Yun looked at what she had written, and then there was a shallow smile on his face: "it's good to remember these slowly. There's no hurry for a while."

    Ye Jiao put down her pen and took Qi Yun to breakfast and said, "I'll write it down so I don't forget." By the way, just now my mother asked someone to say that my third brother is going back to the academy today. Let's see him off after dinner. "

    Qi Yun answered, and after eating, they went out to the front yard.

    The holiday in Qiming College was supposed to be three days, but because of the last heavy rain, many students did not go home. This time it was only extended to five days.

    As soon as five days are over, Qi Ming will be there on time.

    Liu was naturally reluctant to give up, but he did not want to delay Qi Ming's studies, so he could only bear to send him away and put a big burden on the ox cart and said, "there is a winter robe in it, and the quilt is also newly found to play cotton. Remember to cover it." There are also some red bean cakes in it, so you can give a share to both your classmates and your husband. "

    Qi Ming answered and did not have the slightest impatience to Liu's chatter.

    Often the earlier the children leave home, the more they understand the hearts of their parents. Qi Ming took Liu's hand to comfort: "Niang, I will be back in a month or so. Soon, I will be able to rest for a few more days during the Spring Festival. Maybe by then my son will be recommended for the county examination."

    Although Liu's heart is still reluctant to give up, but also with a smile on his face, let Qi Ming feel at ease.

    Qi Zhao gave Qi Ming a bag of jerky, and Qi Yun sent a box of books that he had annotated, all of which were loaded into an ox cart and let Qi Ming take away.

    When he was far away, Liu turned his back and burst into tears. It took a while to coax her, and after her mood calmed down, several sons and daughters-in-law went back.

    The manager of Song waited early. Qi Yun went to the small room to talk to him, while Ye Jiao was ready to continue to write.

    At this time, I heard Xiao Su say, "second wife, the daughter of Manager Dong said she wanted to see you. She's at the concierge right now."

    Ye Jiao immediately looked at the pots of flowers placed in the yard, thought about it, and said to Xiao Su, "Please invite her in."

    "Yes."

    When Dong entered the door, he saw Ye Jiao squatting beside the flowerpot at a glance.

    After a pause, Dong walked away with a smile on his face.

    Dong is in his early twenties this year, but he has a round face, which looks a lot younger than his actual age.

    She is the daughter of Dong Da, and she is also married to the shopkeeper of the drugstore. She is a complete member of the Qi family. She has to take care of her boss when she says and does things, otherwise Qi Yun would not have allowed her to come and talk to Ye Jiao.

    Before coming, Dong had inquired about Ye Jiao's character and knew that she was kind and easy to get along with, while Dong herself was lively and extroverted and didn't have much mind, and she was happy to know that Ye Jiao was easy to get along with.

    But after all, it was his own boss, and Dong spoke with some caution: "Dong has met the second mistress."

    Ye Jiao looked up at her, put her hand down from the petals of the medicine, clapped her hands and stood up and looked at her with a smile: "call me Jiao Niang. Are you the daughter of Dong in charge?"

    "Yes, my small print Chunlan." Dong looked at Ye Jiao and said with a smile, "Jiao Niang likes these flowers?"

    Ye Jiao nodded and listened to her talk about medicinal flowers. There was some eagerness in her eyes: "it's all good, but I don't know how to raise a few plants."

    Dong has been dealing with medicinal materials since she was a child, and it is not too much to say that she is crazy about medicine. After listening to Ye Jiao's words, she was willing to make friends again, and immediately went forward to talk to Ye Jiao about the habits and cultivation methods of these flowers one by one.

    As soon as Ye Jiao heard that she was an expert, she was very happy. The two of them soon got together and turned around to a pile of flowers, and their words changed from strangers to familiarity.

    When Qi Yun saw the Song steward out, he saw two women sitting at the table, talking happily to a pot of flowers.

    When she saw them coming out, Ye Jiao got up with a smile and first said to Song, "be careful on the way of Song." The manager of Song responded with a salute. Ye Jiao smiled and nodded to him and turned to Qi Yun, with some jumping happiness in her eyes. "Xianggong, I have something to discuss with you!"

    Qi Yun first watched the Song steward leave, then nodded slightly to Dong, who saluted himself, and then looked at Ye Jiao, with soft eyebrows and eyes: "what's the matter?"

    Ye Jiao held her head high and smiled brightly: "We have just calculated that these flowers still have to be planted in the ground." With that, he reached out and pointed.

    Qi Yun looked in the direction that Ye Jiao pointed at. Dong stepped aside, and Qi Erlang saw an eyeful of medicinal flowers.

    These flowers have been here for several days, but Ye Jiao has been watching them all the time and has never moved them.

    Qi Yun asked, "where do you want to plant it?"

    Dong smelled the words and looked left and right, and there was some pity in his eyes.

    Dong can not fully know the specific medicinal value of these medicinal flowers, but some of them can concentrate, some are beautiful, but most of them are delicate and difficult to feed, so it is better to take good care of them in their own yard.

    But Dong saw that the place that could be planted in the yard had been filled with flowers and plants, and even the most beautiful flowers in the medicinal materials were not as beautiful as those used for ornamental use.

    Dong guessed that the things he sent might have to be planted, and that he was about to enter the winter. No one looked after them, and most of the flowers of the herbs were going to die.

    What a pity.

    At this time, Ye Jiao said, "would you like to plant it in our yard?"

    In Ye Jiao's opinion, these ornamental flowers are beautiful, but they are basically useless.

    The flowers of medicinal materials are different. Some of them can help the public to replenish the body, while others can cure diseases. Naturally, they should be cultivated well.

    Ye Jiao did not hide it and said directly, "my husband, you have to keep your body now. how can this medicinal flower be better than these?"

    However, Qi Yun didn't mind her reason at all. seeing that Ye Jiao liked it, Qi Yun nodded and bowed her head gently: "Let someone clean it up today, and you don't have to stare all the time. It's cold outside, so go in early and have a rest."

    There was a smile on Ye Jiao's face. "are you going out then?"

    "I have something to do with my father. Don't worry. I'll be back at noon."

    "then I'll wait for you to eat."

    "good."

    Qi Yun gathered his neckline, turned out of the courtyard door, and said, "Xiao Su, come here."

    Xiao Su immediately threw the broom and ran over and stood in good order, without jumping off in private at all.

    Qi Yun's voice was faint: "the flowers planted in the yard can be moved to the outside garden to make room for Niao Niang."

    Xiao Su was stupefied for a moment. She remembered that the second young master was always quite rare in this garden full of bonuses. Fearing that she might have the wrong idea, she boldly looked up at Qi Yun and asked, "has it all moved?"

    Qi Yun said faintly, "that's right."

    "some of them can't be moved."

    "then push it."

    Xiao Su stopped asking, nodded again and again, and then heard a string of footsteps.

    In winter, the clothes are thicker, the soles of shoes are thicker, and the sound of stepping on the slate road is clear.

    Qi Yun looked back and saw Ye Jiao running. There was a smile on the man's pale face, and he reached out to hold her. "slow down, why are you in such a hurry?"

    Ye Jiao gasped, and the cold weather turned the breath out of her mouth into white fog.

    Without answering Qi Yun's words, Ye Jiao first looked around and found that there was no outsider except Xiao Su, so she looked up at him, grabbed his collar and made him bend over, while she put her feet on her feet and touched her lips on his cheek.

    The author has something to say: Ye Jiao: it's good to get married, but there are so many things that almost forgot just now.

    Dong: what did you forget?

    Ye Jiao: a necessary step for husband and wife to part

    Dong:. Huh?

    In the past few days, the temperature is getting lower and lower every day. It is said that the dividing line between the north and the south is actually divided according to heating.

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