Han Shubo stood behind his father, looking at him with several sets of clothes hanging in his left hand and several pairs of shoes in his right hand. It looked like he was going to buy all the clothes and shoes suitable for him in the clothing store. His face was almost wrinkled like a bitter gourd. How much money would it cost? Why didn't his father know how to be frugal
The owner of the clothing store took out another robe and said flatteringly, "Young Master, are you studying in the academy? This robe is especially popular among the students in the academy. Why don't you buy one?"
Han Ze took a look and waved his hand: "Buy it!"
As soon as Han Ze finished speaking, Han Shubo tugged at his collar and said, "That's enough. You really don't need to buy any more."
Han Ze turned his head and glanced at him, then thought for a moment and said to the boss, "These clothes should be larger, and these two should be smaller."
Before Han Shubo could say anything, Han Ze patted his little head and said, "Your mother doesn't have the time to make clothes for you. Let's prepare two more sets, buy bigger ones so you can wear them when you grow taller. Not only your clothes, but also your sisters' and two aunts' clothes. But we won't buy ready-made clothes for them, as they are learning needlework. We'll buy them some cloth later and let them make their own clothes."
Han Shubo nodded in agreement, raised his head and looked at his father, and asked anxiously: "Dad, aren't you going to buy it for Mom?"
Han Ze paused and said nonchalantly, "Buy it, why not? Dad made some money today, let's buy it all, even your grandparents can have a share."
She felt helpless in her heart. Ge Hongbu might have been scared by the beatings and scoldings from her original self, so even when he came, he changed his attitude towards her. When facing him, she was still very nervous and dodged. He didn't care, as long as Ge Hongbu felt it was good. But the child was very sensitive. She noticed that the relationship between his parents was not harmonious, and wanted to bring them together.
Han Shubo then smiled. Since his father agreed to buy cloth for his mother to make clothes, he thought he would not divorce her. In that case, he felt relieved.
Han Ze shook his head in amusement. Was buying things for Ge Hongbu good for her? In that case, he would buy more things for Ge Hongbu in the future to ease the children's hearts. As for Ge Hongbu, she could get along with him however she wanted, as long as she felt comfortable.
After the father and son finished their shopping, they went to a restaurant to eat. This was the first time for Han Shubo to eat in a restaurant since he was a child. Han Ze ordered a few of his favorite dishes. He ate while sweating profusely, but his little face was filled with satisfaction.
After paying the bill, Han Ze sent him back to the academy. When they passed by a pastry shop, Han Ze bought him a few more pastries and told him, "Take them back and share them with your classmates. There's a shop selling pork elbows with soy sauce over there. Dad will buy you some later."
Han Shubo was a little reluctant, "Dad, you don't need it, right?"
What a waste of money.
Han Ze said with a smile: "Did your classmates share the food they brought back from their homes with you?"
Han Shubo nodded awkwardly, feeling that he was being a little stingy.
Han Ze said seriously, "You ate someone else's food? Don't you need to repay the favor? When people get along with each other, giving and receiving are mutual. Although our family is not rich, we have enough food and drink. Even if our family is poor, we can't neglect favors. People will look down on us and it will be difficult for us to survive."
Han Shubo's face turned red, he lowered his head and whispered, "Dad, I was wrong."
Han Ze touched his head and said, "Dad is also wrong in this matter. In the past few years, I let Han Jixue and Han Jiwen snatch your food, which made you develop the habit of guarding your food. Let's improve together as father and son. Only when you know your mistakes and can correct them, you are a good child."
Han Shubo nodded and said goodbye to his father. He returned to the dormitory carrying his bags. Since he was the youngest student in the dormitory, his classmates were unwilling to play with him. He had an average relationship with his roommates, and his roommates did not exclude him. They just lived in peace with each other.
He just felt that he had no relationship with them, so he didn't want to bring them food. But what his father said was right. In the past, some classmates in the dormitory brought food from home and shared it with him. He couldn't be stingy. Thinking of this, he took out the cakes and pork elbows bought by his father and said to his roommates: "These are the cakes and pork elbows bought by my father. You can try them."
The roommates looked at each other. They knew better than anyone how stingy this boy was. They didn't expect him to be so generous today. However, when it came to food, they were not polite. Even if the food in the school was first-class, it couldn't compare to the rich food at home.
Although Han Shubo was still heartbroken in his heart, because he knew that those things cost his father a tael of silver, he managed to remain calm on the surface, and no one could tell that he was doing anything wrong.
As the roommates ate, they slowly started chatting with Han Shubo, and gradually everyone became familiar with each other. Whenever Han Shubo had any problems, they would help him.
Han Shubo gradually understood the importance of what his father called interpersonal relationships.
During the rest period, he told Han Ze about his thoughts. Han Ze smiled and said, "You are still young. Even if Daddy tells you many truths, you may not understand them. Daddy can only teach you how to do it. Only after you do it yourself can you experience the taste of it and understand why Daddy asked you to do it."
Of course, this is all later news, so let’s not talk about it for now.
After Han Ze returned, he took out the cloth he had torn for his family and distributed it to them. Ge Hongbu took the crimson cloth handed to her by the man and was very surprised and a little frightened.
Han Ze was speechless. A husband had to find a reason to buy things for his wife.
He said, "You gave me a smart son, and this is a reward for you."
Ge Hongbu was relieved, thinking that her son had become a better person and was particularly talented in studying. He always got first or second place in the college assessments and was rewarded every time. Han Jixue and Han Jiwen were praised by their mother-in-law Liu Juhua for their intelligence since they were young, as if they were the reincarnation of a child prodigy. However, they never ranked higher than her son in every exam. Although the man didn't say anything, she could still feel that he was actually very proud.
In the past, when her son could not speak and was considered a fool, the man thought she was unlucky and gave birth to a girl for her, but the boy was still a fool and mute. Now that her son has become smart, the man probably thinks it is her credit, so he rewards her.
Han Ze didn't know that she would think so much. Even if he knew, he would only say, "It's good that you can find a reason for yourself, so I don't have to think of one."
Han Ze took out a piece of darker cloth and handed it to Wang Lanhua. Wang Lanhua was really surprised this time. She looked at Han Ze blankly: "Me too?"
If she accepted the cloth, would Han Ze regret it later and ask her for money? Would she give it to him or not
Han Ze looked at her and said, "We have everyone in the family, how can we miss you? People will say that I abused my stepmother. Besides, you have put in a lot of effort to help the girls learn needlework, this is what you deserve."
Wang Lanhua was relieved. She said that this boy was not that generous. But it was not uncommon for him to be generous. This boy was able to think of making clothes for his family, which was much better than before.
Thinking of Shubo's recent performance in the academy, she secretly laughed. This person still needs a healthy descendant. Since Shubo was cured, Han Ze has hope in his heart and has changed completely. He is as selfish as before, always thinking about himself. As long as others treat him well, he will think about repaying, but it still makes people happy. After all, he can think about repaying, which means he has something to ask for. She can understand it better.
Others didn't know why Han Ze bought so many things, but Han Maode knew that his son had brought a few pots of flowers to the town today. He had expectations in his eyes, but he was not in the mood to appreciate the cloth his son had bought for him. After Han Ze had distributed the cloth, he finally couldn't help asking, "Smelly boy, why don't you tell me first, how much did you get for the flowers?"
There are no flowers on the ox cart, they must have been sold.
When everyone heard Han Maode's words, they all looked at Han Ze curiously.
Han Ze smiled and said calmly: "More than one thousand taels of silver."
What
More than one thousand taels of silver
Everyone was stunned and looked at Han Ze in disbelief.
Han Maode's hands trembled slightly, and he asked tremblingly: "Really, really?"
Those pots of flowers were sold for more than one thousand taels of silver, and there are more than twenty pots in the vegetable garden at the back. How much silver would that cost
Han Ze saw the old man's thoughts and said with a smile: "The flowers at home can't be sold for that much silver. Only the pot of black peony is relatively rare and sold for one thousand taels of silver."
Han Maode's eyes widened. "You bastard, even if you don't have that much silver, even if you sell a pot of flowers for one or two silver coins, we won't lose anything."
Han Ze explained: "The price is not that low. The more than 20 pots of peonies at home can still be sold for several hundred taels of silver."
Han Shuxin and her sisters stared at their father in a daze. They never dreamed that the flowers their father planted in the vegetable garden were so precious. With so much silver, wouldn't their family become rich
Han Maode patted Han Ze's shoulder fiercely and said, "You finally did something useful."
Han Ze argued: "Dad, I have a lot of important things to do."
Han Maode glared at him and said, "No wonder you are so generous today. You bought cloth for the whole family. It seems you have earned some money."
Han Ze was not convinced: "Dad, am I such a stingy person? I just want to buy some cloth for my family to make clothes. How could I be reluctant to spend it? You underestimate me too much."
Han Maode rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't be dissatisfied. Don't you know whether you are generous or not?"
Han Ze: “…”
Han Shuxin and her sisters looked at their speechless father and all covered their mouths with their hands and laughed.
Han Ze glared at the sisters and asked seriously, "Have you finished writing the big characters?"
Over the past few days, the sisters also knew that their father was sometimes very serious, but he would not beat them. They were also a little braver and were not afraid of their father. They smiled and said, "It's all finished."
Han Ze snorted, "Even if you've finished writing, you can't watch Dad make fun of you. Let me punish you by making you write five more pieces of big characters today."
The sisters were not discouraged. They did not dislike writing big characters. It would not take long to finish five pieces of big characters.
Knowing that his son's flowers were worth so much money, he sternly warned his family not to tell anyone that Han Ze had sold the flowers for money. He himself even wished he could live in the vegetable garden every day, for fear that someone else would steal or destroy the flowers. He would be heartbroken.
Han Ze thought to himself that no one in the village really knew that the flower was worth silver, but this also reminded him that he still had to build a large garden at home and build a high wall. Some things can be kept secret for a while but not forever. Sooner or later, the villagers would know that the flowers at home were sold for silver, and now that they had a garden, no matter what the villagers thought, it would be helpful to prevent it.
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