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Chapter 211 His Mother, She's Specializing In Trapping Her Son Now

Liu Silang was really busy, and he really didn't lie about this. After writing a piece of paper, he saw his crooked words on it, with large and small characters. His heart choked, and he rubbed it with his hands. Next

In one second, a ball of waste paper flew straight towards the wastebasket on the side. Then he lay on the table in despair, looking at the template of the IOU written by his mother, copying a hundred copies. Is his mother really not joking? Let him just

A beginner who has only been practicing calligraphy for a few days? Although the IOUs all have the same content and not many words, he is not good yet! When he thinks that his ugly calligraphy may be picked up and admired by others, he

I want to cry. Woohoo! Damn, you are now trying to trick your son. I am desperate, but I still picked up the pen seriously and started writing again. My hand shook, and the ink fell on the paper, ruining it. My heart was filled with congestion. I rubbed it again.

, after forming a group, put them into the trash can. Come again!... Zhao Dezhi rarely had free time. He thought of Liu Silang and walked towards the study. Since he agreed to Lin Jiuniang to teach him to read and practice calligraphy, he must teach him seriously. Otherwise, he would

As for her character, if she didn't teach Liu Silang well, she would probably end up with her. And she happened to not know a few pinyin. However, as soon as she came in, she saw half a frame of waste paper in the wastepaper basket.

Raising your eyebrows, what's going on? This kid looks like something is wrong today. How long has it been since he ruined so much paper? He bent down to pick up one of the paper balls and unfolded it. When he saw the words on it that looked like a dog crawling, he shook his head.

He shook his head, it was so ugly. But the content above made him freeze at the scene. IOU? After coming back to his senses, he quickly walked to the opposite side of Liu Silang, his eyes were wrinkled, and he pointed at the paper ball in his hand with a hint of severity,

"Shiro, what is this?"

Liu Silang, who was immersed in copying, was disturbed by Zhao Dezhi's voice. His hand shook and a black line was drawn across. He couldn't help sighing, ruined. This was obviously the best time he had written. He raised his head and said, "Zhao

grown ups."

Seeing him pointing at his masterpiece, he blushed with embarrassment. His eyes flashed with embarrassment, and he stretched out his hand to hold his masterpiece and look back at it, "Mr. Zhao, stop looking at it, it's ugly."

Zhao Dezhi was speechless. Who cares if your handwriting is ugly? He gritted his teeth and asked, "What I'm asking you is what do you mean by what you copied?"

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the paper on the table, and the familiar font attracted his attention. Without any hesitation, Zhao Dezhi reached out and picked up the paper. It was written by Lin Jiuniang. Liu Silang was a little embarrassed, "This is it.

, it was written by my mother, by the way."

He quickly reached out and took out a tael of silver from his arms and handed it over, "Mr. Zhao, this is paper money. I will waste some paper today. My mother asked me to give it to you. My mother said, if it is not enough, ask again.

she wants."

"I'm not short of this little paper money," Zhao Dezhi did not accept the money and stared at the IOU in his hand. It should be regarded as an IOU, except that the wording is a bit ugly, so it should be an IOU. He shook the note in his hand and said, "Your mother asked you to

What are you copying this for? What does she want to do?"

Does she know that by doing this, she has touched other people's interests and brought danger to herself? "This," Liu Silang suddenly realized, and told the story one by one. "You mean your mother wants to pay eight cents for the money.

At a reasonable price, you can sell rice to the people, and you can still get it on credit?"

After Zhao Dezhi was sure, there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes. Does Lin Jiuniang know what she is doing? If she does business like this, she will lose money to death. If it is a small matter, just a little food will be fine. But if it is a large scale, she

It's dangerous. "Yes," Liu Silang said matter-of-factly, "Anyway, whatever my mother says is right, I just have to listen to her."

Zhao Dezhi was speechless, "You haven't calculated the accounts. How much money will your mother lose if she does this?"

"My mother will definitely not lose money," Liu Silang shook his head and emphasized again that his mother would not do a loss-making business. "Can you, kid, please stop blindly trusting your mother?"

Zhao Dezhi's face darkened, "I'll settle the score for you..." "Master Zhao, you don't need to settle the score, I'll do it myself."

Liu Silang planned his words and began to calculate quickly. The purchase price of one pound was forty cents, the selling price was eight cents, and the difference in price was thirty-two cents. Ten kilograms would result in a loss of three hundred and twenty cents. "You can calculate the accounts very quickly.

of."

Zhao Dezhi was curious, "Is this what your mother taught you?"

"Yes," Liu Silang said with a proud look on his face, his eyes filled with admiration, "My mother knows a lot of things."

Zhao Dezhi didn't want to talk to him about Lin Jiuniang's affairs anymore. Once he did, he would talk endlessly. This child admired his mother. He took a deep breath and said with a serious face: "Since you can settle accounts, you know that once such an IOU is borrowed,

If you go out, your mother will lose three hundred and twenty coins. Ten cards are equivalent to three thousand two hundred coins. Do you know how much money this is? You have to persuade your mother about this matter. Do you hear this?"

Otherwise, no matter how much money Lin Jiuniang has, she won't be able to put it in. Liu Silang raised his head and said, "Sir, the purchase price you calculated is all 40 cents, but if my mother's purchase price of grain is not 40 cents, but 6 cents

Or what about Ba Wen?”

Zhao Dezhi was stunned. Is six articles or eight articles possible? No, that's not what she wanted to say. Was he being led astray?... As night fell, the villagers of Anle Village gathered at the entrance of the village, all stretched out.

He lifted his neck and faced the intersection into the village. "It's so late and he hasn't come back yet. He can't be a liar."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Jiuniang is not that kind of person."

"Yes, Jiuniang is very bad-mouthed, that's why she would say such words to deceive people."

...Someone in the crowd questioned Lin Jiuniang, and was immediately criticized by the people around him. The sound of criticism turned the scene into a vegetable market. Looking at the noisy crowd, Gu Changan had a headache, but he did not stop them. He also

Hurry, it's going to be dark soon, but Lin Jiuniang is still missing. Nothing will happen to him. He wanted to stay out of the matter, but he was dragged into the topic. Until someone with sharp eyes saw someone slowly moving toward him in the darkness.

Only after the carriage approaching here screamed, Gu Changan regained his freedom. "Jiuniang, it's her carriage, she's back!"

Someone in the crowd cheered, and others cheered too. The heavy sound of the carriage was particularly pleasant in the dark night. The excited villagers could not restrain their excitement and rushed towards Lin Jiuniang. Lin Jiuniang held on.

The panting horse looked at them curiously: "Don't tell me that you are in a group and want to rob? The one who wants to rob is me."

Everyone laughed. This cold joke was not funny at all. Everyone stared at the carriage with hot eyes. Lin Jiuniang had no intention of teasing them any more and chuckled, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I know you are in a hurry, but you are not in a hurry either."

In this moment and a half, you should give me some time to eat and drink some water!"

After asking them to go home and prepare rice bags, Lin Jiuniang planned to go home first. She was not hungry, but she had to save herself. But when she saw them taking out the bags again, she was speechless again. It seemed that they were all prepared.

Okay, you have learned to be smart. "Jiuniang, we will take you home, don't worry, no one will disturb you to eat and rest," Gu Changan smiled brightly. The wheels of this carriage were obviously very deep.

There were heavy things rolling on the carriage. Besides food, there was nothing else. "It's up to you."

Lin Jiuniang didn't care and let the horse run again. Unfortunately, the carriage was pulling a carriage of grain. No matter how strong the horse was, it couldn't go fast. Lin Jiuniang didn't rush it and let it pull slowly. After all, the weight was there. But

At this moment, the car suddenly lightened up and the speed increased. The stupid horse started to trot happily in front. Lin Jiuniang turned around and saw Gu Changan and others pushing behind the carriage. She curled her lips and shook her head.

A bunch of idiots. But, it feels okay!


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