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Chapter 470: Not Enough Talent, Working Hard
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“The silver is all here. There’s also the account book. I’ve written it down, but the handwriting is a little ugly.” Chu Xing was a little embarrassed at the end of his sentence.
Ye Muyu thought he was just being humble.
“It’s fine as long as it can be recognized. You don’t have time to practice anyway…”
When Ye Muyu saw the crooked words on the huge account book, her words of comfort were instantly stuck in his throat. She wanted to laugh, but he was too embarrassed to do so. However, the handwriting was really ugly.
“Coincidentally, a few days ago, my husband made a few brushes. I also made some useless ink here. If you don’t mind… ” Ye Muyu had not finished speaking.
Chu Xing quickly waved his hand. “No, no, I don’t want it. Sister-in-law is too kind.”
“I… I…Sister-in-law, you gave me a brush last time. I bought ink later, but I haven’t used it yet.” The more he spoke, the lower his voice became. In the end, he blushed in embarrassment.
At this moment, Madam Qian’s laughter rang out in the courtyard.
She then entered the central room and explained to Ye Muyu. “This child runs outside every day. At night, he hides in his room and counts the silver. He sleeps with the silver every day as if the silver can grow.”
“As for his ability to read, it’s already good enough that he can write.” As his biological mother, Madam Qian did not hesitate to expose his background. Chu Xing was already a little embarrassed, but his mother directly exposed his lack of talent in writing. He instantly felt even more embarrassed.
“Mother, you’re exaggerating. I’ve also learned how to read and practice calligraphy, but my handwriting always goes astray. When I hold a brush, I feel like my hand doesn’t belong to me anymore. It doesn’t listen to me.” Chu Xing felt a little wronged as he spoke. When he was free outside, he would also use the bamboo stick to draw, but the effect did not seem to be very good.
“It’s okay. Beginners are all like this. Xing, you just need to practice more.” Ye Muyu encouraged him with a smile.
Seeing that she did not make fun of him, Chu Xing secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
“Mother, why are you here?”
“I just came over to help you see if there’s anything you need help with.”
“Looks like there’s no need for that. You didn’t say anything about buying some big crabs from Lushui County.” Madam Qian scolded Chu Xing in disdain.
Chu Xing opened his mouth to explain.
Madam Qian had already gone to talk to Ye Muyu enthusiastically.
“Muyu, I heard that the Song family went to Third Sister-in-law’s place twice today. Have you heard about it?”
Chu Xing inexplicably felt that his mother talked badly about him because he had taken up her time to talk to Ye Muyu. Seeing that the two of them were on good terms, he suddenly broke into a silly smile.
Ye Muyu heard Madam Qian’s words and asked, “Fifth Aunt, I’ve heard about it.
But I don’t think it’s anything. Maybe it’s just about discussing the wedding.”
“You’re right. Your second sister-in-law didn’t go either. It probably isn’t a big deal.” Madam Qian was just casually asking, so she naturally would not dwell on this matter.
Then she asked about the money and asked Chu Xing to take his own account book and read out the expenses for Ye Muyu.
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By the time they finished speaking, it was getting late.
Chu Xing gave Ye Muyu and Ziluo a pearl each.
Ziluo’s pearl was inlaid on the fan, adding a touch of luster to the plain and unadorned painted fan.
Ye Muyu’s was not decorated and was placed in her palm. She could use the pearl to decorate suitable jewelry in the future.
Madam Qian got on the mule cart first, and Chu Xing steadily drove the mule cart home..
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