Miao'an's farming life

Could it be that I copied it wrong?Miao An scratched his head with the pen, unconsciously put down his legs coiled on the chair, reached out and took the ledger that had been put aside, flipped it over, and compared it with the ones he had copied.

"August [-]th, buy [-] copies of "Journey to the West", each with [-] articles, a total of [-] taels...August [-]th, buy rice paper..."

No, "Journey to the West" in bookstores usually sells for 35 renminbi, but Bai Li said that the purchase price is set at [-] renminbi. The price of the things purchased is not normal. Some Miao An don't know the specific price, but it is definitely higher than the average, and the high point is not obvious.

In addition to this, there are some unnecessary expenses, such as tea, does anyone drink tea in the bookstore?Miao An recalled that when he went there before, he didn’t see tables, chairs and teacups in the store, and he bought them every month, and the price was not low. Did they buy West Lake Longjing?There is even money for broom cloth?Miao An was stunned, flipping through it back and forth, buying brooms and cloth towels about every two months, does the floor of the bookstore pluck hair, and a broom was wiped out in two months?And the cloth towels used to wipe the bookshelves are not socks, so can they be torn so quickly? !

The more Miao An thought about it, the more depressed she became. Is this accountant reliable?Can professionals keep such an account?Or... He drew a circle on the word "expenditure" on the paper he copied, and changed the shopkeeper. Is someone going to make a mistake?Miao An squinted her eyes, and decided to continue reconciling the ledger, and find out what was wrong first.

In the evening, when Mo Su came back from the mountain, Youyou was feeding the chickens and looking around, while Miao An was seriously writing and drawing in the small study, still muttering, a pile of books spread out on the table in front of him.Seeing this, Mo Su gently closed the door and retreated to the kitchen to make dinner.

When Miao An finally finished tidying up, he realized that it was getting late. He stood up and stretched, feeling that he had grown another three centimeters, and the air was fresh. At the same time, his stomach made a loud sound, declaring the right to eat as needed.

"Ah!" Miao An slapped his forehead, "Dinner dinner... I don't know if Mo Su is back, it's too late to cook."

In a hurry to pack up the things he wrote, Miao An ran out in a hurry, but saw Youyou going to the main room to get the bowls and chopsticks, so he turned into the kitchen, and sure enough, Mo Su was cooking in there.

"Haha!" Miao An hugged Mo Su from behind, stood on tiptoes and tried to put his face on his shoulders, but he was really not tall enough to barely show his eyes, "Sorry, I didn't cook."

Mo Su was adding salt to the dishes that were about to be cooked, even if Miao An couldn't come out, he would go over and call.Sensing Miao An dishonestly moving back and forth behind him, Mo Su stretched out a hand to bring him over, hugged him, and gave him a gentle look at his words. Originally, he said that he would cook when he came back, but every time The next time I came back, Miao An was ready.

He took some soup with a shovel and put it in his mouth, smashed it, it seemed a bit bland?Miao An directly grabbed his hand and put the soup into his mouth, smashed it too, nodded and said: "Well, it tastes good."

That's it.Mo Su rubbed Miao An's head, took the plate to put the vegetables, and now dinner is ready.

After dinner, Miao An dragged Mo Su into the small study, pushed him on the chair in front of the table, and showed him the account he had copied all afternoon. He also taught Mo Su simple addition and subtraction, so Mo Su could understand.

"What is this?" Mo Su picked up a piece of paper and asked. Although Miao An's handwriting improved under Mo Su's guidance, it was still crooked and not strong enough.

"...Did you forget? I told you, Arabic numerals." Is Mo Su's memory that bad?Or is it too ugly to write?No, it looks clear to me.

"No." Mo Su turned his head and glanced at Miao An behind him. Why does Fu Lang always like to be behind today, "I mean, what do you remember?"

"Oh, I've reorganized the account of the bookstore."

Mo Su frowned. He only brought back a few books from the bookstore, but it's not a trivial matter to sort them out. He couldn't help but want to nag again: "You've been messing around all afternoon? Didn't I tell you to take care of yourself..."

"Oh, I know, I know." Miao An interrupted Mo Su, and squeezed his shoulders with a smile, "But staying at home is too boring. And guess what I found? Look here."

Mo Su sighed helplessly when he heard the words, looked at the place he pointed, and Miao An circled many items, after a few pictures, Mo Su also saw some tricks, he pointed his finger lightly and said: "There is something wrong with this account. "

"That's right." Miao An responded with joy in her tone, like a child asking for a reward.

Mo Su couldn't help laughing, took his hand on his shoulder, Miao An got down on the ground, and rubbed his cheek against Mo Su's side face: "Am I fierce?"

"Yeah." Mo Su also tilted his head and rubbed against him.

"You want to reward me." Miao An lowered her voice and whispered in Mo Su's ear.

Mo Su felt itchy, and tilted his head to the other side: "What do you want?"

"Look." Miao An chased after him, and continued to put his chin on the other's shoulder, "The doctor said we can't have sex yet, but that means we can't do normal things, if you are down there..." Feeling Mo Su's pain When her body froze, Miao An laughed in her heart, and continued, "I will be very gentle, okay?"

While speaking, Miao An put one hand around Mo Su's neck, and with the other hand, he began to caress Mo Su's butt all the way down, and even squeezed it maliciously, tsk, it feels good.

Mo Su immediately petrified.Fu Lang today not only likes to stand behind him, but also wants to fuck him from behind? !

"Well...Xiao An." Mo Su grabbed his groping hand, feeling the coolness of the chrysanthemum dissipate a little, "Well, even...even if I go down, you will be very tired, no. Um, no. "

"It's okay." Miao An kissed Mo Su's neck, "I can lie down and you can move by yourself. This is my wish."

"!!!" One sentence successfully made Mo Su blush, like a boiled shrimp.

No way, is it doomed to lose the chrysanthemum today?This role is not right. Sure enough, Xiaoan proposed to marry him at the time and said that he wanted to marry him, was he serious?Moreover, even if you sit on it and move by yourself, what if you press Xiao An's stomach... Mo Su shook his head, actually thinking about such a thing, no, being overwhelmed by Fu Lang or something, no.Uh, but, that's Xiao An's wish...or else...

Miao An couldn't help but buried her face in Mo Su's neck and giggled, her whole body was shaking, and soon she couldn't help but laughed out loud.Mo Su is really too cute, I was actually just joking, I didn't expect Mo Su to be so upright, I really started to think about it, no wonder he cared so much about marriage and marriage when he confessed.However, Miao An walked around to the front and sat on Mo Su's lap to face him, staring at Mo Su's flushed face seriously. If it wasn't for this person, would he take his willfulness so seriously?

"Xiao An?" Mo Su touched his face, feeling that Fu Lang's mood was not quite right.

Miao An shook his head and smiled, "I'm fine, I was teasing you just now."

Mo Su heaved a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Miao An would persist, and he would probably agree to it.

"Tomorrow, I'll go to Shuxiang Garden and ask the shopkeeper what's going on." Mo Su changed the subject with a guilty conscience.

"Well, I'll go too." Seeing that Mo Su wanted to object, Miao An continued, "It's not because I'm bored, I can't figure out some things and I feel uncomfortable. And this is written by me. can help."

Mo Su hesitated for a while before agreeing, it's not okay to keep people locked up at home, just keep an eye on him.

The next day, Mo Su didn't go up the mountain to open up wasteland, but took Miao An to the town. Before going to the bookstore, he went to the restaurant, and told the shopkeeper that he might come less often in the future.After the shopkeeper knew that Miao An was pregnant, he expressed his congratulations very enthusiastically, and said that when the child was born, he would definitely give a big red envelope.

Then it was time to go to the bookstore. After discussing for a long time, the two decided to get straight to the point and ask directly what was wrong with the account book.

The shopkeeper, Mo Bo, has some relatives with the Mo family. In this bookstore, he struggled from childhood to the shopkeeper. It is also a very inspirational story. He is considered an elder in the store. After listening to the problems Mo Su said, his face full of wrinkles There was no special expression on his face, he even smiled, stroked his beard and said, "Master Mo doesn't know something, our shop is an old and big shop, of course we clean cleaner and more diligently than other shops, so the broom and rag I also use more things like that. As for the purchase price of books, this is set by the printing workshop, and I can’t help it.”

Miao An always felt that Mo was always condescending when he spoke, "what do you know" and "don't talk nonsense if you don't understand", so he couldn't help but interjected: "Then why buy tea? People who come to buy books don't Will you drink tea?"

Mo Bo glanced at him lightly, and Miao An was sure that this guy was despising him.

"You mean, what did I do to fail?"

"Please don't change the subject." Miao An also put on a smiley look, "We just took over, and we don't understand anything, so I came to ask you for advice. You should first talk about why you bought tea. So expensive."

Mo Bo stared, as if he had been greatly insulted, and raised his voice slightly: "I said I was asking for advice, but I kept asking questions every time. Does Young Master Mo not believe me?"

"Indeed." Mo Su nodded straightforwardly, "That's why I came to ask."

Mo Bo almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, clutching his chest, with a sad expression on his face: "I think I have worked so hard for Shuxiangyuan for decades, but I didn't expect to be treated like this when I changed my employer. If you insist on not believing me, then I can only leave."

"Yes, but please finish explaining our problem first." Mo Su was completely unmoved.

"Pfft", Miao An chuckled, Mo Su is really good.There must be something wrong with Mober. Going around and talking about it is just a matter of not talking about it. The emotional card doesn't work with them, and those who can't use it must be replaced.

"I'm not saying that, Young Master Mo has never been in business, so he definitely doesn't understand. Your husband is a farmer, so it's understandable that there are problems with this account. It's clear, I didn't spend any more." Mo Bo said with a straightened expression.

Heh, irony that we don't understand?Miao An rolled his eyes at him in his heart, took out those ledgers and put them on the table.

"I'm sorry, I, a farmer, still like to study accounts. I've read them all, including the purchase price of "Journey to the West", the time when cleaning tools were purchased, the purchase of tea and teacups, and many of the following items. The expenses are all problems. After all, it’s not too much to spend in your own pocket.”

Mo Bo's eyes trembled, and Miao An knew that he had hit the point.

"The purchase price of "Journey to the West" is like that..." Mo Bo still wanted to struggle.

"I'm the author, Bai Li said, I'll be informed if the price is changed." Miao An interrupted him expressionlessly.

Mo Bo was stunned, seeing that Miao An was speechless, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.After a long while, he sat down on the chair behind him dejectedly.