Chief Assistant's Fugitive Wife

Chapter 17 Household Finance Reform
The long-term love of one person.

What a beautiful promise of life.

But it caused the hearts of the two men present to change in an instant.

Su Yuheng felt somewhat regretful.

Tang Miaoyan was his wife, a wife who had been so good to him and devoted all her love to him.

But now facing the suitor, what she said is not that she will stay with him forever.

Instead, you need to choose another person to be with you always.

This kind of feeling of wanting to look at one's precious things without hesitating and turning around to find another owner will really make the bottom of my heart feel a sharp pain.

He silently raised his glass and drank the spicy liquid in one gulp, but it failed to relieve half of the emptiness in his heart.

As for Yu Fusheng, surprise should be the most in his heart.

He was sold to a theater troupe since he was a child, and traveled all over the world to read countless people.

He has seen a lot of people who have bad intentions when they see sex.

But I have never seen a woman like Tang Miaoyan who is open-minded, sharp-tongued and unforgiving.

Shouldn't women love his face?
Why can she refuse so simply?
She really doesn't like him.

He was finally sure that there was another woman in this world who was different and could catch the eye.

Unfortunately, Tang Miaoyan was married to Su Yuheng three years ago.

"Fusheng is here to apologize to Mrs. Su, Master Su!"

Yu Fusheng stood up, cupped his fists and bowed to the two of them, then continued after raising his head:

"Everything in the past was a misunderstanding! From now on, Fushengding should respect brother and sister-in-law more. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and I hope brother-in-law and sister-in-law will take care of them."

In this way, Yu Fusheng lived next door.

Except for the habit of hanging my voice every morning, which is a bit disturbing to the people, there have been no more problems.

Of course, that's another story.

Now Tang Miaoyan looked at the dusty buildings in her home, and there were ten thousand beasts galloping past in her heart.

Su Yuheng, a prodigal man, wanted to build six big tile-roofed houses without blinking an eye.

This incompetent family doesn't know Chai Migui's energy, and she is almost mad at her.

He only received one month's salary, 60 taels of silver, minus the travel expenses and ostentation back home, and the monthly money for his followers.

What came to her was only 30 taels of silver.

The wages and materials for six large tile-roofed houses require 23 taels of silver.

Before half a bag of broken silver was warmed up, she was about to become a pauper again.

How to do?
Making money has become an urgent matter.

Where should she start in order to conform to the business path of this era?

"I'm going to go into town tomorrow morning and have a look."

After dinner, Tang Miaoyan explained to Su Yuheng and went to the backyard to wash up.

When she came back again, the desk used for writing on weekdays had already been covered with thick quilts.

Su Yuheng sat on the chair with all his clothes on, and was putting the little black ball under the quilt, and from time to time smoothed the sparse fur on its head with his fingers.

"I have official documents to send to the county seat tomorrow, and I'll take you with me."

When Tang Miaoyan went to bed and took off her shoes, she heard him say in a proud and cold voice.

She looked up at him strangely, and saw that the handsome man was still half-faced towards her, engrossed in teasing little Hei Tuanzi.

Two tiny front paws were pawing hard at his white jade fingers, and the pink paw pads could make people's face covered with blood.

The little black ball that hasn't sprouted deciduous teeth yet has a small pink mouth trying to grow up, trying to bite the finger scratching the top of its head.

However, even if Su Yuheng gave it a bite on purpose, it couldn't put it all in, it could only nibble on his soft fingertips little by little.

"Okay. Then I'll go to bed first. You...don't play with the little black ball for a while. It's weak and not suitable for long-term teasing."

Su Yuheng didn't reply, he put the little black ball on the cushion with his backhand, turned around and blew out the candle.

The room fell silent for a moment, as if it was so quiet that even each other's heartbeat could be heard.

Obviously the two of them stood together all night last night, and today they have been busy all day.

Tang Miaoyan didn't feel sleepy at all.

She grew up so big, and in her two lifetimes, she has never slept in the same room as a man.

After blowing out the candles tonight, the atmosphere became even more ambiguous, which made her blush unbearably.

She couldn't fall asleep, so she played with the curtain of the newly bought Babu bed.

Touching the patterns on it little by little, trying to think of something to help sleep.

"If you like it, I will move this bed for you when the house is built."

There was a slight smile in the man's elegant voice, obviously he had misunderstood it.

Tang Miaoyan's hand holding the bed curtain froze, slightly raised her head to look at the black lump on the table, and asked dissatisfiedly:
"Are you a dog? Your ears are so good."

He could hear the sound of fingers stroking lace?
"It doesn't matter what I belong to, as long as you don't belong to a cat. Otherwise, your fingernails will scratch the bed curtain, and you, a miser, will feel sorry for Yinzi, and you won't be able to sleep half the night."

This is a joke that she stopped him from building a house today.

"Hey! My tantrum!"

Enraged by his words, Tang Miaoyan muttered to herself, threw off the quilt and jumped to the ground.

He pulled his shoes and rushed to his bedside, pinched his waist with his hands and stared at the handsome man with his back to the moonlight, and asked angrily:

"There are so many people this morning, I can't argue with you in public. Why don't you pick up the topic and find fault with me?"

Seeing her rushing over like an enraged tigress, Su Yuheng immediately laughed out loud:
"I remember who told me at dinner last night that she pays attention to the quality of life?"

It's okay to block her mouth with her words?

"Focus on the quality of life, you must first increase your income before you can show off!"

"I will continue to pay my salary at the end of this month."

Seeing that she was really angry, Su Yuheng quickly restrained his smile and confessed to her.

Tang Miaoyan didn't appreciate it, and blurted out the words that had been blocked for a day:

"Do you think that your salary is high? How much does a courtyard house in the capital cost? How much money do you need every month to make friends with officials and friends? Not to mention giving gifts on birthdays and festivals. Give your followers every month. How much is the monthly salary of the servant? How much is the reward for holidays? Do you want to spend money on the rest, food, drink, housing and transportation? If you don’t plan carefully, how will you live this day?”

"...When you say that, I suddenly feel that it makes sense to be a corrupt official."

He was silent for a while, choosing to joke to ease the embarrassment of being silenced.

Tang Miaoyan rolled her eyes speechlessly, and snorted coldly:
"Don't do this! Since you said that you want to give me this family and your salary, then you have to listen to me when you spend money in the future. Don't say that our family doesn't have gold and silver mines, that is , I also have to live my life with calculations. From tomorrow onwards, every account you spend that exceeds [-] Wen has to be checked and approved by me. I don’t want to enter the capital and rent a house with you to live a precarious life.”

If Su Yuheng could arrange his life well, Tang Miaoyan would never control the economy so harshly.

But obviously, he is doing great things, but the housekeeper is only a little bit worse.

(End of this chapter)