Zheng Dongyang's home was too simple. He used Xiao Zhao's bundle to add tables, chairs and benches to teach them, and all the remaining ones were used to buy pen and ink.
Xiao Yan only knew that although there were a lot of Xiu Xiu to the teacher, the cost of buying a paper every month was larger.
An ordinary pen requires one hundred texts, ink is sold in a catty, one pound of three hundred texts, the paper is the most expensive, the rough paper is fifty, and the white paper is one hundred texts. But you can buy a pipe, one pound of ink and six pieces of white paper.
Many people do not afford to pay for the sir, but instead of the consumption of the paper and pen.
Xiaoyu clearly ordered the small vault. After selling herbal tea and ice cubes, she told the old man Cen that he would not receive the monthly money. Silver is doing daily spending, and the money and meals of their family of four temporary lives.
The old man naturally refused to accept it. It wasn't until Xiaoyu said that even if he was a dear grandfather, he should pay respect for his children and grandchildren, and he barely accepted it.
In the past few months, Xiaoxu has saved more than a hundred silver, and it looks like a lot, but the next month's bundles and paper pen money are a small fixed overhead. I have done autumn clothes, and Xiao Yan, he is fast -moving, Xiao ’s father’ s clothes have been worn on him, and he has changed his sleeves to exposing a wrist and ankle. Clothes.
She bit the licorice pole, dipped in water on the stone table to paint, and counted the revenue and expenditure of the family.
A clear -handed hand stretched out from the back of her right ear, pinching the straw pole to stop her from continuing.
"Don't chew this, wait until you can eat it."
Xiao Yan pine opened his mouth and let the whole roots of licorice be pulled away. Xiao Yan put licorice on his left hand side, and handed the warm water he brought to Xiaoyi to signal her to drink.
He looked at the traces of Xiaoxiao on the stone table. Some water stains were almost dried up. I couldn't see the detailed content. I could see the numbers written in faintly. The word "clothing" is also painted with a small match stick like a small match stick next to the characters.
"What is this?" He asked at the villain.
"Nothing, let's go, what to eat at night? I want to eat the sauce radish you made last time." Xiao Yan didn't want him to know that he was in the account, and left the stone table under the fork. "Tomorrow you will send Zheng Lao Some cow milk passed, I watched him like this last time. "
Xiao Xun followed Xiao Yan in obedience. He turned back slightly and glanced at the stone table again. The water stains on the table reflected the sun.
The milk is covered with pottery tanks, and the tank mouth is firmly sealed. The first is to prevent the milk from sprinkled the milk, and the other is to prevent the dust from drifting into the jar on the road. The milk can be dirty.
Xiao Yan was holding a jar and walked towards Zheng Dongyang's house along the street. Someone greeted him from time to time on the street.
"This is the little brother Xiao family going to go out? Go to the Zheng family again?"
"Brother Xiao, please help me and say thank you for help me, the medicine he prescribed for me a while ago is too effective!"
"Hey, do you want to look at the dishes today?"
Xiao Yan nodded a response, and people in Shangxi Town had long been accustomed to the handsome teenagers' expressionless appearance, and did not annoy his indifference. They just said they.
Shangxi Town is located at the junction of the two rivers and runs through the north and south. Over time, it has become a hub. More and more people settle here.
Many people need to be widely paid. The annual taxes of Shangxi Town are the most paid. The gates are full of finances.
As long as the shops are not in the market, the shops on both sides of the street will hang curtains outside their own shops. The curtains say their own lives to solicit customers.
The hawkers without shops can also increase their revenue as a fixed sales point.
The face is cold and ice, and Xiao Yan's mind can be hot. Every time he passs by, he has a voice in his head.
"The cold cake is the shape of the orchid today, you can buy a few pieces when you come back, love to eat."
"This side dish is drew, don't buy it."
"What kind of fruit is this? I haven't seen it, I don’t know if it is sweet or sweet."
Just when he secretly looked at the girl's pocket style just now, and when he wanted to buy one for Xiao Yan, a woman's sharp cry suddenly came behind.
"Ah! 囡-" The voice contains horror.
When I heard the sound back, I saw a little girl with a little hoe standing stupidly on the side of the road, and a thin blade long knife with a cold blade in the air scratched the arc.
She's.
If you have no time to think about it, Xiao Yan's wrist is raised, and the milk jar in his arms smashed at a long knife. The jar hit the air in the air and knocked the knife, making a bang, the knife landed straight to the ground, the milk jar was empty and cracks as empty cracks.
Then, then
The white liquid blooms into a fishing net in the air, covering the little girl with a jar of fragments, Xiaoxiao is as light as lightning, while throwing the tip while throwing the tip of the tip.
Get her under her.
Ceramics are relatively large and the height is not high. It did not hurt him behind Xiao Yan, but his clothes were wet with a large piece of milk.
He let go of the little girl in his arms, and the child returned to the soul from the scaredness at this time. Wow crying out.
The girl's cry woke up and looked at the crowd.
She is the mother of the little girl. She is busy with the hawker bargain. She did not notice that her daughter was attracted by the refreshment of the refreshment of the stall next to the stall. She had gone away unknowingly. When she turned around, she saw the long knife in the air.
Daughter, then screamed out.
"Thank you, thank you! Thank you too! Woohoo ... if it wasn't for you, my family ... oh ..." She hugged her daughter tightly, and she was grateful and afraid.
Papapa, applause mixed in her crying sound, applauding is a tall man.
Behind him with five equally healthy tough guys, six people tied their legs and wrist cares, horses and pants, wrapped a black and red belt, five of them held a thin blade long knife, and almost just split the small girl.
The knife is a style.
"Shaoxia is so handsome!" The applauding man praised the man boldly. Just now his brothers were drinking tea and resting, ridiculed and scratched, and lost their hands for a while.
Xiao Yan frowned and looked at the same weapons in the hands, and knew that they were the source of this accident.
"You shouldn't light up weapons on the street." His voice was cold, but he could obviously hear anger.
People behind the Han Dynasty were unwilling to hear his tone. They have been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years. What kind of things have not been encountered.