Shu Zhengqing walked around.
Bai Sang knew that he had other things to be busy with, so he followed Shumu home.
The store has just opened, and there was no business, so Shufu closed it immediately.
The group of people all returned home and waited for Shu Zhengqing to return.
Everyone has a smile on their face.
Bai Sang sat on the chair with a very happy face.
She has already thought about the subject of her next storybook.
Just write an inspirational story about how a poor man from a poor family worked hard to get fame and get married later.
The outline came to mind, and with Xianggong as a reference, it didn't take long for me to figure out how to write it.
The more I think about it, the more excited I become.
"Mom, I'm going to the study first." Bai Sang didn't know when his husband would come back, so he had to find something to do.
Now that I have inspiration, I should write it out sooner.
"Okay, go ahead." Shumu had already drank three glasses of water.
I was nervous and didn’t know what to do, so I thought about it and found something to do.
The book's father's face was somewhat calm, but if he looked carefully, he could see that his eyes were in a state of distraction.
The calligraphy house, which was lively just now, suddenly became quiet.
The servants still gathered together and whispered.
Now that the young master has been admitted to the top exam, the family has changed.
Looking at a group of people outside who wanted to talk to them, their faces were very bright.
When Shu Zhengqing came back.
We have already had lunch at home.
The secretary looked at the door thoughtfully.
Shufu was still in the same position as in the morning, sitting on the chair and looking at the teacup in front of him.
Bai Sang is still struggling with her writing, but the more she writes, the more smoothly she writes.
I wrote a 5,000-word outline in one morning.
Her hands were sore from exhaustion.
This ancient cheating brush.
She thought for a while and walked out of the study to go to the kitchen to find some charcoal. A bit harder might make it easier to write.
Who knows when I open the door.
I saw people coming in from outside.
"Ms. sir!"
Shu Zhengqing returned quietly.
Not even the servants were found.
At this time, when Bai Sang shouted, Shumu and Shufu rushed out of the house, and the servants also gathered around them.
Shu Zhengqing had a helpless smile on his face, "I want to go home quietly."
Bai Sang wanted to say something else, but now that he heard this sentence, he couldn't bear to say it.
Anyway, there is plenty of time in the evening.
The mother-in-law and the father-in-law talked for a while, and all sorts of things came out.
Shufu has always been a very serious person, but now he almost shed tears, "Now I can have the dignity to meet your grandfather."
The calligrapher is not a native of the county. He came here to escape famine.
Otherwise, it would not be so refreshing to just move to the capital.
That flight was very serious, and all the people in Shujia died in the flight.
Only Shufu survived and opened a shop relying on his own skills.
"Dad, don't say that." Shu Zhengqing walked in slowly.
When he saw Bai Sang standing at the end, the smile on his face grew wider.
Bai Sang made a face at him, then restrained himself when Shu Mu looked over.
"Jiaojiao is a lucky person. Since you came to our house, your health has improved, your family has also improved, and now you have achieved meritorious status."
Shumu attributed all the good things to Bai Sang.
Bai Sang blushed a little when she was told, "Mother~" How could she be so lucky? "Dad, mother, don't stand at the door, let's go in."
"Yes, yes, go in, go in."
The group of people moved from the door to the main room.
Bai Sang listened to her father and mother talking to her husband in silence. Anyway, he could talk at night.
We talked until dinner in the evening.
I thought that after dinner, the two of them could lie in bed and chat, but who knew...
(End of chapter)