Lady Li felt embarrassed and apologized to Sheng Qingyuan: "Girl, your uncle just drank too much. Don't take it seriously."

Sheng Qingyuan smiled and said: "Of course I have to take these words to heart. Uncle Genzi is praising me."

Seeing the smile on Sheng Qingyuan's face, Mrs. Li couldn't help but laugh: "You girl, you are really..."

Lady Li couldn't help but sigh, what a good girl, why don't those people in the Sheng family know how to love her?

After Li Gen and his wife left, Father Shen was visibly happy. He drank a lot of wine, and before going to rest, he walked up to Sheng Qingyuan and said, "We are so lucky to have you in our family. "

With that said, he walked up to Shen Zhao again: "You, you must treat her well and never let her down, you know?"

Shen Zhao narrowed his eyes, nodded slightly and said, "I know."

Father Shen then returned to his room to sleep with satisfaction.

"I remember that Uncle Shen only had one drink?" Sheng Qingyuan looked at Father Shen who had already fallen asleep and was quite surprised.

Shen Zhao smiled lightly and said, "He can get drunk after drinking half a cup."

Sheng Qingyuan: "..."

After packing up, Sheng Qingyuan took out the money he had earned these days and counted it carefully.

A total of eighty-three jars of pickled bamboo shoots have been sold in the past few days. After deducting the payment to the villagers, there is still a total of four taels of silver left.

Sheng Qingyuan's mind immediately had the idea of ​​how to use these four taels of silver.
Chapter completed!