Chapter 722 Angered Hatred (2)_1
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!"
Pei Wendong was very tempted. His previous trip to the Songyang Academy had been spoiled by the shameless Wei Shu who clung to his sister-in-law. If it weren’t for her, he, Wendong, Yonglin, and Xiao Yong would have stayed to study at the academy. If he could venture out for more exposure, "Can we return before the New Year?"
"If we can’t make it back before the New Year, we’ll just celebrate it over there! It’s perfect to see how people outside celebrate the New Year! If we wait any longer, who knows when the next opportunity might come!" Shen Songming urged with all his might.
"There will be plenty of opportunities to go out in the future! To run so far away, even to take a boat, and not knowing whether it’s safe or not... My elder sister won’t agree either!" Pei Qian disagreed; if anything unexpected happened, they wouldn’t even have a place to cry.
"Your elder sister has a wider view of the world, and since she’ll be with me, she won’t hold you back! To travel and see more will enable you to write with greater flair! Just staying in one place, burying yourself in books, whatever you write will have limitations!" Shen Songming kept coaxing.
Pei Wendong looked at Xiao Yong, seeking his opinion.
