Just a short month passed, and they had earned more than a thousand wen money, with mooncakes distributed too— the casual workers who came to work were all smiling with joy.
Tomorrow would be the fifteenth, and Pei Wendong and Xiao Yong had also returned from the county school.
The family, along with Shen Songming and his servants, formed a peculiar combination, celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival together.
Shen Songming still hadn't given up and was pulling Mo Heng to head south with him.
Seeing Pei Qin getting sleepy, Mo Heng directly took her back to the rear courtyard to rest.
Shen Songming looked down on him for a while, then began to coax Pei Wendong and Xiao Yong, "... 'To read ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles.' Only after witnessing the variegated tapestry of life can one gain a profound experience. How about it? Do you want to accompany me on a trip? Along the way, I'll also share my experiences with you!"
