Chapter 12 It's Not Because Of You

Following Song Qingxiu around a few corridors, Ye Yao arrived before she had time to carefully identify her way.

The study in the other courtyard of the Song Mansion is no different from Song Qingxiu's in the Song Mansion, and it is also very clean, but the furnishings here are not as many as the Song Mansion.

As soon as she entered, Ye Yao saw a tall stack of account books next to the desk made of sandalwood. It seemed that there were at least a dozen books.Ye Yao took a cold breath, no wonder Song Qingxiu said he was busy.If she remembers correctly, Chenzhou's accounts are collected every six months, so why are there so many!
Beside, Song Qingxiu saw Ye Yao's wide open mouth, and knew that she already knew what to do, so he walked to the table, took out a book and handed it to Ye Yao.

"The harvest in Chenzhou is relatively large this year, so I will work hard for you these few days." He pointed to a small table next to the sandalwood table, which looked like it had just been put together with a large table. "You are here to look at the account books for a few days."

"Do you need to finish reading these in a few days?" Ye Yao touched her stomach that was still beating, her eyes flicked back and forth on the account book.There are so many, it will take at least five days for the two of them to finish reading.

Song Qingxiu looked at her, "How long do you think it will take you to finish counting these fifteen books?"

"Fifteen books! Do you mean that I will count all the fifteen books!" When she is a computer, how long does it take for her to count fifteen books by herself.

Song Qingxiu ignored her widened eyes, looked at her and said calmly, "Otherwise, what do you think you came here for?"

"Wait, aren't you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me? Didn't you just calculate these accounts when you came to collect the accounts before!" She didn't believe that Song Qingxiu would do the calculations alone. This was half a year's harvest.

"Of course I didn't finish the calculations by myself. In the past, I would bring Mr. Accountant here."

"Then why didn't you bring it this time." Sure enough, you deliberately wanted to embarrass me!

"If I bring him here, what use is it to you." Song Qingxiu looked as if it was a matter of course.

Ye Yao: "."

Isn't the Song Mansion very rich, why don't they hire more tents? Song Qingxiu is too stingy.Looking at the account books piled up like a mountain, Ye Yao really couldn't laugh, she would have slept a little longer if she had known.

Sitting on the small table with a frowning face, Ye Yao listlessly opened it, when an abacus was handed over from the side, Ye Yao looked up, confused.

"what happened?"

"Don't you need an abacus?"

She really didn't need an abacus, "Ah, thank you." But Song Qingxiu couldn't let Song Qingxiu know that she didn't need an abacus, lest she wouldn't know how to answer the question.

Seeing that Ye Yao has been listless since seeing the account book, Song Qingxiu also knows that his request is a little unreasonable.In fact, after he was busy with the work at hand, he would still do the accounting as usual.It's just that for some reason, whenever he sees Ye Yao, he always turns cold, and can't help but want to make things difficult for her, so he said those words.

"Azu, I'm hungry, go to the kitchen and see if there's anything you can eat."

"Yes, young master." Azu put down what he was doing, turned around and went out.

Song Qingxiu was not hungry. The reason why he asked Azu who was helping him to find food was because he had been seeing Ye Yao touching his belly since the beginning.She came to the study room when she got up together, probably because she hadn't eaten yet, and she was probably hungry.

As soon as she heard that there was food, Ye Yao immediately cheered up. She was wondering whether to tell Song Qingxiu to eat first, but she was afraid that Song Qingxiu would think her troublesome.After finally being able to show it in front of him and strive to get the cloth house as soon as possible, she still wanted to wrong herself.

After eating and drinking enough, she naturally has the energy to do things. Compared with the indisputable greenness when she first read the account books, Ye Yao's pressure this time is obviously much lower.It is true that practice makes perfect. Now that she looks at those traditional numbers, she can already automatically convert them into Arabic numerals in her mind.but.
The problem now is that she is just sitting at the table next to Song Qingxiu, and she dare not write down the calculated numbers on a piece of paper.And the most important thing is that she doesn't know how to use an abacus, and the abacus has not sounded all the time, so how did she calculate this number?

Carefully raising her eyes and squinting at Song Qingxiu, Ye Yao found that he was concentrating on looking at the file in his hand, and probably didn't have the heart to pay attention to her side.So she quietly put away her things, bent down, walked around the table, and walked out with the ledger in her arms.

"Where are you going?" Putting down the file in his hand, Song Qingxiu stroked his forehead with twitching veins, and said helplessly.

"I want to sit outside and do the calculation." Holding the account book, Ye Yao pursed her lips and turned away, poking her finger outside the door.

Song Qingxiu pursed his lips, as if suppressing the anger in his chest.

"reason."

"The reason?" Ye Yao paused, her tone hesitant.She really had a reason, but she couldn't tell him, but what could she say about Song Qingxiu to let her out, she definitely couldn't tell the truth, so, she had to do this!

"Is this the reason?" Ye Yao suddenly twitched, she held the account book and half covered her mouth, only showing a pair of smart eyes, her voice was as sweet as a bustard in a brothel. "It's not because of you, as soon as I stay by your side, this little heart beats so fast that I don't want to settle accounts. I just want to watch your face grow old forever, so I do."

"Okay, you go out." Before he could finish speaking, Song Qingxiu couldn't take it anymore and gave the order to evict the guest.

Ye Yao lowered her head halfway, with an expression of success that couldn't be concealed.

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