The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Hearing it was silver, Tiezhu quickly withdrew his hand. "He Ye, I came here just to see you, not to ask you for money. Don't worry about a place to live; I'll find one when I have time. And don't worry about the silver either. I'll get an advance from my uncle, and I'll just deduct a little from my monthly salary. My uncle has already arranged a job for me. There's a Wanjia business on Zhujin Street, and I'll be there all day lately. If you don't want to stay at home during the day, don't hang out on the street. Come to my place, and we'll come back together in the evening. That way you won't have to run into Mother. They used to live in Li Village, and I was in Bianjing. Even though we didn't see each other often, I knew Mother's true nature. Unfortunately, He Bao looked okay when they were little, but over the years, she's become more and more like Mother. I wasn't back from the business when she came to ask for something last night, but I scolded her, and she doesn't dare to speak rudely to you again. I told her I'd definitely beat her if she ever did."

Seeing that her brother still had a conscience, He Ye offered the silver to him again and said, "Take it. You will have many opportunities to use the silver."

Cheng Tiezhu put his hands behind his back and refused to accept He Ye's money. Even if he was broke and had nowhere else to turn, he would not be ashamed to use He Ye's money. "He Ye, keep this money for yourself. My mother still has He Bao. Don't give it to anyone who asks for it. This money will be used as a dowry when you get married."

He Ye's face flushed suddenly, and she said in shame and anger: "What nonsense! Where can I find a husband?"

Seeing He Ye like this, Cheng Feng teased her, "Niece, why are you blushing? Who was it that was crying and shouting about finding a husband a few days ago?"

Hearing this, He Ye's face turned even redder, as if she was drunk. "I just don't want to cause trouble for my uncle. If my uncle doesn't mind me being annoying, I'll stay here forever and never get married."

"It's better not to marry. If you don't marry, your uncle will support you for the rest of your life."

"It seems I really can't get married." He Ye knew very well that she was not easy to marry. She had been married before and sold into a brothel. A good family would definitely not want her, and her uncle would not approve of a lesser family. If she was easy to marry, her uncle would not keep a 25-year-old like her in his house.

"Who said you can't get married? If I go out and ask for a matchmaker, you can pick any man you want in Fengying City."

He Ye had already recognized the reality. She pursed her lips and said, "My uncle asked someone to be my matchmaker. The people you came here definitely didn't fall in love with me. Those who came here must have come to my uncle to get close to him. Look at the eldest daughter of the Han family. She is so lovely. Matchmakers come to me every few days to propose marriage. Look at me. I have been in the mansion for five years and no one is interested in me. It is obvious that I am not easy to marry."

Chen Qingsheng, with his messy hair, started talking. "He Ye, let me tell you something. Even though the eldest daughter of the Han family is a rare talent, she might not be as good a match as you. I've met the eldest daughter of the Han family before. She's very ambitious, and I think the man she wants to marry must also be a rare talent. You're not as ambitious as her, so you should find someone with a good family background and decent character. It will definitely be easy for you to find someone like that. Besides, you're a wealthy woman with so much money in your hands. You'll have a good life wherever you go."

Cheng Feng looked at Chen Qingsheng. He was a decent guy, and his words were more comforting than his. So he agreed with approval, "Xiao San'er is right. I will find a husband for He Ye based on this standard."

He Ye's face and neck were as red as hers, and she looked a little embarrassed. How could she, a person of few words, say anything to them? "If you came to see me, please leave after you're done. Don't make fun of me here."

Come to think of it, He Ye is about the same age as Shang Xi. Look at Shang Xi, her husband is tall and mighty, her son is naughty and playful, and she has Yu Hua by her side. Then look at He Ye, she doesn't even have anyone to confide in. So Cheng Feng really wanted to find a marriage for He Ye. With a blushing face, He Ye said, "Do you think my uncle is making fun of you? I'll go find Huang Chenming and ask him where your matchmaking is. As long as Huang Chenming can tell me the location and make some progress, I'll ask someone to act as a matchmaker and let your aunt prepare your dowry."

Seeing that Cheng Feng was really going to ask Huang Chenming for divination, He Ye immediately grabbed Cheng Feng's arm and said, "Uncle, don't go. I was so angry that day that I lost my mind. Actually, I don't want to get married."

He Ye's words were half true and half false, and Cheng Feng didn't like to make things difficult for others, so he let He Ye do as she pleased. "Okay, uncle knows what you mean. I won't look for Huang Chenming, but uncle has to go too. I'm going to take Tiezhu to visit various shops. You keep the money for yourself. Your brother is different from others. He won't take your money. If Tiezhu comes to see you again, you have to open the door for him." Cheng Feng patted He Ye's shoulder, then turned around and left with Cheng Tiezhu.

Chen Qingsheng, with his messy hair, was confused as he watched the two people walking away. "They're leaving now. What are they doing here? Shouldn't they help me put the door back on the door frame before leaving?"

He Ye smiled and said, "It's the same if I help you hold the door."

Chen Qingsheng waved his hand and squatted on the ground again. "No hurry, I still need to hammer a few nails into the door to reinforce it."

After leaving Heye, Chen Qingsheng had no intention of setting up a stall on the street. He didn't know where this man got a bundle of bamboo from and brought it back to the small courtyard in the palace where they were staying.

When Yuhua saw the bundle of bamboo, she asked, "San'er, you have no place to put all the wood for making pots, why did you bring back another bundle of bamboo?"

If Qingsheng does the work, no matter how big the yard is, it will be filled up. Walking in the yard will be like walking through a trap, and you never know what you might kick.

Chen Qingsheng's eyes sparkled, and she looked more energetic than usual. She bared her teeth and said, "Sister-in-law, I won't sell pots anymore. I'll sell kites instead."

Speaking of kites, Yuhua became extremely alert. She said cautiously, "Xiao San'er, kites are dangerous things. Don't touch them!"

Chen Qingsheng chuckled and didn't understand what his sister-in-law meant.

Yuhua added, "Xiao San'er, didn't you see the mess Cheng Youning got into selling kites? He got his ass kicked up a sled. My sister-in-law thinks selling kites isn't as safe as selling basins."

Chen Qingsheng shook his head, his mind made up. "I'm just selling kites, it's not illegal. The prince is using the name of kites to make money, it's not the same thing."

Yuhua talked incessantly to Chen Qingsheng for a whole incense stick of time, but Chen Qingsheng didn't hear a word she said. In fact, all Yuhua's words were nonsense. She was just a short-sighted woman.

Chen Qingsheng was a carpenter by trade, so he was good at delicate work. When he worked, his mind was as sharp as a thread and his eyes were as sharp as a ruler. Making a kite was a piece of cake for him, and it was much easier than making a basin.