The happy little days of the Ye family

Although the pocket money was not as much as Chenchen's 15 cents, Xiaoqi and Xiaoshi were still very happy when they received pocket money for the first time.

The heavy little purses brought the three brothers a great sense of satisfaction, and at the end of the day, the corners of their mouths were all upturned.

Zhu Zhixin even asked them if they had found any money, but Xiao Qi just smiled and brushed him off.

He also wants to save face. If his good friends knew that he was proud of having pocket money for a whole day, they would definitely laugh at him.

When they came out of the academy in the evening, Xiao Qi, still immersed in excitement, hugged Ye Donglin who came to pick them up:

"Dad, it's still early, let's go for a walk on the street."

Even Xiao Shitou and Chenchen, who were walking behind him, were looking at him expectantly, with their faces full of desire to go.

Looking at the innocent smiles of the three brothers, Ye Donglin also softened his heart and said with a cheerful smile:

"Since you three brothers have been doing well recently, I'll take you for a walk."

"Let's go shopping!"

The three little guys struggled with their short legs and ran into the donkey cart like a gust of wind, fearing that Ye Donglin would change his mind.

"Hehe, Dad, you are really the most handsome and open-minded dad in the world!"

“Uncle is so nice!”

"My cousin is so nice~"

The three brothers' mouths were as sweet as honey, and they kept spouting nice words, which made Ye Donglin very happy.

There was a burst of laughter on the donkey cart, and soon Ye Donglin brought the three little ones to the street of the market.

Today is not a big market day, and many of the small stalls have already gone home at this time, so the street looks a little deserted.

But this was exactly what Ye Donglin wanted. If there were too many people, he would be worried that he would not be able to take care of these three energetic little guys.

As for Xiaoqi and the other two, as soon as they got off the donkey cart, they rushed forward like stupid calves, not feeling the street was deserted at all.

Beautiful and delicious sugar paintings, colorful kites, fragrant sesame cakes, and quirky masks of various colors...

The three brothers had their eyes glued to the stalls. They walked all the way from the beginning to the end of the street, and got a lot of delicious and fun things in their hands.

These little guys are pretty smart, whenever they see something they want to eat, they only buy one and then share it among three of them.

If they come across a fun gadget, they pool their money together to buy it. After all, they are together every day and can play with things together.

I watched these little kids eat from one end of the street to the other with only one serving of money, and they even happily bought fun things like kites and masks.

Ye Donglin couldn't help but admire that kids nowadays were so smart, at least much smarter than he was when he was a child.

When he was young, the most he could do was to trick Xilin into giving him candy.

Even though they tried to save as much as possible and only bought one thing at a time, by the time they reached the end of the street, the three brothers' wallets were all empty.

Xiao Qi touched his small wallet which had no money in it and looked at Ye Donglin pitifully.

"Dad, you must have a lot of pocket money, right?"

Seeing that this brat actually dared to take his pocket money, Ye Donglin flicked his finger on his forehead:

"Go away, go away. I don't have any pocket money. If you have no money, go back and do your homework."

Xiao Qi covered his head and muttered, "Stingy guy."

As she said this, she made an angry face at him.

Ye Donglin, who was standing by, suddenly felt itchy, so he slapped his little butt, and then drove the three little kids onto the donkey cart like ducks.

Looking at the three brothers who were leaning against the window and reluctant to leave, he suddenly thought of a great idea.

Ye Donglin cleared his throat, signaling the little guys to be quiet, and then said casually:

"Do you want to have more pocket money? If you have money, you can come over and continue shopping. You can buy whatever you want!"

Xiao Qi's eyes lit up immediately, and he threw himself on Ye Donglin's back, hugged his neck like a little monkey, and shouted excitedly:

"Dad, are you going to give me a raise in pocket money?"

Ye Donglin shook his head, and then said mysteriously:

"Your mother is responsible for your pocket money. I can't help you, but you can earn your own pocket money!"

The three innocent little guys looked at Ye Donglin in unison and asked in unison:

"How do I earn pocket money?"

After taking a look at these three money-grubbers, Ye Donglin continued leisurely:

"The grocery store usually asks students from your academy to help copy books. The fee is generally between 10 and 20 coins per book."

"For books with fewer characters, such as Three Character Classic, Hundred Family Names and Thousand Character Classic, I can copy two copies a day, and earn 30 or 40 coins a day."

"This is a good idea. The teacher praised my handwriting a few days ago." Xiao Qi was full of confidence, as if he could already see a lot of small coins waving at him.

Chenchen and Xiao Shitou next to him are much more self-aware of Xiaoqi's blind self-confidence.

Although the handwriting of the three people was frequently praised by the teacher, there was still a big gap between them and the neat and beautiful handwriting in the books.

The two brothers looked at each other cautiously, and Little Stone spoke honestly:

"Uncle, with our current level, we are not able to take on the job of copying books, right?"

Ye Donglin nodded, and then encouraged the three people in an exaggerated tone:

"Your current level is not good enough, but you can practice more. With your talent, you will definitely be able to do well after a few months of hard practice."

"You will be able to earn your own pocket money in the future. I will not make money from you. I will give you 13 cents per book as a fee."

In fact, the general fee for writing is 15 cents. Ye Donglin was careful about this and wanted to earn some pocket money for himself.

Xiaoqi and Xiaoshitou, who only had 10 cents of pocket money a month, were overwhelmed by the huge profits and their minds were full of thoughts about how to make the money.

The two brothers patted their chests solemnly and promised that they would practice calligraphy well in the future and strive to make their own money as soon as possible.

Although Chenchen, who was sitting in the innermost seat, was also very excited, he always felt like something was wrong when he looked at his uncle's smiling face.

Seeing that Chenchen looked indifferent, Ye Donglin continued to tempt him:

"You have all learned the Three Character Classic and Hundred Family Names, and you copy them every day. It's all copying anyway, and after you have mastered the characters, you can make money while copying."

Xiaoqi and Xiaoshitou nodded their heads vigorously, thinking that what was said made a lot of sense, and they couldn't wait to go back and practice calligraphy.

Chen Chen thought about it, and was finally persuaded by Ye Donglin's sweet talk. After all, it was just practicing calligraphy, and it would be nice if he could make money by copying.

After returning to the grocery store, the three little guys were in high spirits and practiced calligraphy more attentively than ever before.

Even after completing the homework assigned by the teacher, and being forced by Ye Donglin to practice calligraphy for another half an hour, he was still cheerful.

With the temptation of money, the three money-loving little guys became more motivated in their studies and would voluntarily practice writing characters for an extra half hour every day.

Their handwriting is getting better and better. Now the three brothers receive praise from Master Ming almost every day, and their enthusiasm for learning is even higher.

His son's academic performance had made great progress, and the cunning Ye Donglin even took credit for it with Wang Chunyu.

Then he received a reward of 20 cents with a smile on his face.