A Thorn in the Heart!

"There's also me! I can earn money too!" Ye Qingfeng hurriedly patted his chest. "Brother, you like to study, but I don't. In the future, focus on studying. I'll follow my big sister to earn money to support your studies."

"Qingshu, you're good at studying, and I will fully support you! Don't feel burdened. Think about it. If you really become an official in the future, our family will have someone to support us. We won't be wronged so easily anymore!"

Towards the end, Ye Dahe's eyes were already filled with anger and his tone was indignant.

He was naturally talking about how the tofu shop almost caused someone's death more than two years ago. At that time, the Ye family was framed, but the officials did not give them justice and did not find out the truth.

Ordinary people like them could not win against officials. Not only did they lose their family's wealth, but they also lost half their father's lifespan.

This was a thorn in their hearts!

There were scholars, farmers, workers, and businessmen in this era. Businessmen had the lowest status. Even if they had a lot of money, they were looked down upon.

Being an official was the right path!

"Father, second uncle, big sister, Qingfeng, I won't let you down!" Ye Qingshu was not a pretentious person. His eyes were filled with tears as he promised firmly.

"Then shall we go to the bookstore now?" Ye Qingfeng urged excitedly.

"Hey, wait a minute." Ye Qingyu hurriedly raised her hand. "The bookstore is at the east end of the town. If we want to go over, we'll have to walk for nearly ten minutes. I really don't have the strength to walk so far.

Moreover, Qingshu's foot was injured. Although he had just had his bones treated at the medical center, it was not appropriate for him to move around too much. Why don't we split up? Qingshu will tell Qingfeng and Father the titles of the books he wants to buy and let them buy them for him.

Qingshu, Second uncle, and I will sit down at the tea shop in front and wait for you. How about that?"

Ye Qingyu was already holding on until now. After running back and forth to a few places, she was already exhausted. Although she also wanted to go to the bookstore to take a look, she was powerless.

"Daughter, why didn't you say earlier that you were tired? Look, we were so focused on being happy that we forgot that your body is weak!" Ye Dashan was extremely vexed. "Why don't you let your second uncle bring you and Qingshu home first?"

The others were also worried. They looked at Ye Qingyu with concern, wishing they could suffer for her.

"Father, don't worry. Even if Qingshu and I want to go home, we have to take an ox cart. There's no cart back now. I'll just find a place to rest," Ye Qingyu said.

What his daughter said was right. Ye Dashan didn't say anything else and brought his daughter and son to the tea shop. He generously ordered tea and a plate of snacks.

Ye Dashan asked his brother to take good care of the two of them and left the coarse flour and medicine he had bought here, while he and his youngest son went to buy books.

Ye Qingfeng was energetic to begin with. He couldn't stay idle and liked to wander around. He liked it the most when he was tasked to run errands and buy books.

"Father, Qingfeng, have you remembered the books you have to buy? Why don't I go with you? My feet are fine." Ye Qingshu was a little worried.

"If you go to the bookstore, it will take more than an hour to walk back and forth. Your foot injury will worsen!" Ye Qingyu frowned in disapproval and said.

"Qingfeng is very smart. He will definitely remember the books you want to buy."

"That's right, Big Brother. I sleep with you every day. I've long remembered the names of the books you read," Ye Qingfeng said and recited them word for word for his brother.

Actually, when Ye Qingfeng was six years old, he was also sent to a private school to study until he was nine years old. Later on, the Ye family met with trouble and he no longer had the money to go to school.

Ye Qingfeng was also smart, but he did not like to read the four books and five sutras. He was very interested in arithmetic, but the teacher basically did not teach arithmetic. He only taught simple additions and subtractions.