Ye Dawu slapped his chopsticks and asked Cheng Mo to put the money away.
In the end, Cheng Mo said, "We will divide the nine hundred coins between the three of us, and you will also have to pay when I go to your house to make a bed in a while." Ye Dawu stopped immediately.
Grabbing the chopsticks again, Ye Dawu was satisfied, "Yes, my family also needs money, eldest niece, you don't have to ask for a while, my father and I want it!"
Ye Qingqing said to Cheng Mo: "You have put so much effort into this kang in your house, how can I accept so much?"
Cheng Mo retorted, "I put in the effort because I want to learn skills. You teach me skills for free. It's you who suffer. Don't feel sorry for me. You have the skills."
Ye Qingqing straightened her back.
She has skills!
Ye Qingqing suddenly felt that Ye Dawu was right. Cheng Mo seemed cold-faced and cold-hearted, but this man was the first person who affirmed and encouraged her since she time traveled.
If there wasn't any wine in front of him, Ye Qingqing would just want to toast him.
In the end, the three people decided that Ye Qingqing would be the master master and get 50%, and Ye Dawu and Cheng Mo would be the apprentices. The two of them would share the remaining 50%, and they would accept apprentices later.
After finishing the meal, Ye Qingqing took a look at the Kangji that Cheng Mo was playing and found that he really didn't have a choice.
"That's enough. We'll finish the mud in a moment and then we'll go to the village chief's house."
"No, the mud is almost done. I can do the rest myself when I come back in the evening. Let's go." Cheng Mo held a cloth bag in his hand and leaned against the door frame.
Ye Dawu was not polite at all, "Okay, let's go to my house now."
In this case, Ye Qingqing didn't want to talk nonsense.
When the group of people walked to the door of Ye Shoude's house, Cheng Mo handed the cloth bag he was carrying to Ye Qingqing, "There are a few steamed buns and a vegetable in it. Please take it in to Uncle Cheng Yang. We will wait for you at the door.
"
Cheng Mo came out carrying a cloth bag. Ye Qingqing never expected that it would contain rice for her father.
The person was stunned for a moment.
Ye Dawu said: "That's right, my father said that your father won't even give you milk to eat. Go and bring it to your father. It should still be warm, right?"
Cheng Mo hummed.
Ye Qingqing's nose felt sore again.
Depend on!
She didn't like to cry before.
How many times have I been sore now?
After pouting, Ye Qingqing took the cloth bag and looked at Cheng Mo sincerely, "Thank you."
Cheng Mo said nothing.
Ye Qingqing grabbed the cloth bag, turned around and ran towards the yard.
There was no one in the courtyard, so Ye Qingqing went straight to the side room.
I thought Ye Chengyang was reading or writing, but when he took Ye Qingqing's head and went in, he almost died of anger.
Ye Chengyang was lying on the kang and fast asleep.
The kang was quite hot, and he slept with his arms stretched out. Those books made him kick his feet against the wall and became wrinkled.
Ye Qingqing put down her cloth bag and angrily raised her hand and slapped Ye Chengyang on the leg.
A slap in the face.
Ye Chengyang woke up with a start, "Which bastard..."
Before he finished speaking, when he saw Ye Qingqing, he immediately shut up and said with a sneer on his face, "Daughter, you are back, um... the kang tray is finished?"
Ye Qingqing's eyes were originally reddened by Cheng Mo's bag of food, but now Ye Chengyang burst into tears, "I worked so hard to earn money for people to cook on the kang, and my waist almost broke on the kang all morning.
Are you sleeping here?
Have you copied the book I asked you to copy?"
Ye Qingqing couldn't help roaring angrily.
Ye Chengyang knew he was in the wrong, so he coaxed her with nice words, "Daughter, calm down, calm down, I am not...it's not that there is no table here, I am lying on my stomach writing, I feel sleepy as I write, I am really ready
Well written.”
Ye Qingqing was so angry that her chest hurt, "Where did you write it?"
Ye Chengyang:......Bah!
Ye Qingqing glanced at a piece of paper scattered on the kang. There were only three and a half words on it. The first two words were very beautiful, the third word was barely okay, and the last half word was something straight.
Ye Qingqing took a deep breath.
Cheng Mo and Ye Dawu were still at the door. She didn't want to keep people waiting, so she pushed the cloth bag and said, "This is rice."
Then he threw the wrinkled Analects of Confucius that Ye Chengyang kicked in front of Ye Chengyang, "If you don't finish copying this book before I come back in the evening, I will starve you at night! Write every word carefully for me!"
After roaring, Ye Qingqing roared away.
Mad!
Mad!
"Eldest niece, why do you look so angry and your grandma scolds you again?" As soon as Ye Qingqing came out, Ye Dawu immediately leaned over to ask her.
Ye Qingqing was embarrassed to say that he was angry with my father, so he responded casually.
Ye Dawu cursed and berated Mr. Ye Shoude for a long time.
After returning to his home, Ye Dawu had the element of showing off and showing off, and he worked particularly hard.
I watched my eldest grandson using a hoe to knead the mud in the yard, rolling out the clay blocks, and finally followed Ye Qingqing to transform an old kang into a fire kang.
The village chief happily allowed Ye Qingqing and Cheng Mo to eat, and happily spent 1,200 Wen to renovate three old Kangs.
"Tomorrow morning I will invite the village chiefs from the neighboring villages to our family for dinner to open their eyes and promote your team."
The village chief gave great support to his eldest grandson's enthusiasm for Pan Kang.
The three of them divided today's accounts in front of the village chief.
Ye Qingqing was embarrassed to take the money from Cheng Mo's family and the village chief's family.
Fortunately, the village chief has always been cheerful and has no involvement in how they divide the accounts.
"When shall we gather tomorrow morning? Where shall we gather?" It may be the first time that he has earned money, even if it is his own money. With the copper in his hand, Ye Dawu is also very excited, while sending Ye Qingqing and others out.
Cheng Mo asked.
Ye Qingqing smiled, "I'm going to town early tomorrow morning. When I come back, we'll go to Cheng Mo's house and wait for news about me."
Ye Dawu immediately asked: "What are you doing in the town?"
Ye Qingqing not only replied, but also said: "I want to go too."
Ye Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry, "My father copied the books and I sent them to the town bookstore. What are you doing there? And I left early, as soon as dawn."
Ye Dawu was excited about the newly formed team, "I don't care, I'll go too, wait for me tomorrow, and leave at dawn, okay?"
After saying that, he asked Cheng Mo, "Are you going?"
Cheng Mo thought for a moment and shook his head, "I won't go."
"Qi, boring!" Ye Dawu rolled his eyes.
He also told Ye Qingqing to wait for him early tomorrow morning before letting the two of them leave.
When Ye Qingqing returned, Ye Chengyang was leaning on the kang, copying books.
As soon as he saw her come back, Ye Chengyang immediately bared his teeth and said with a smile: "My daughter is back, my daughter is about to get on the hot bed. My father has been copying the book carefully since you left. Look, I have almost finished writing."
Don't be too obvious when looking for praise.
Ye Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry, "Well, you're awesome!"
Ye Chengyang didn't feel embarrassed at all, and raised his chin as he should, "Of course."
Ye Qingqing:......
"Write quickly, stop talking, and then talk after you finish writing!"
Ye Chengyang gave Ye Chengyang a roll of his eyes, and Ye Qingqing climbed onto the kang gently, took out the coins and tried to keep silent.
"Qingyatou?"
Just after counting halfway, Mrs. Li called her from under the window.