The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

Hu Yuting couldn't help but tremble with excitement at the thought of meeting that person soon and getting the twenty cents reward.

Twenty cents, enough for her to buy a hair flower and a piece of floral cloth.

She pulled at her patched clothes, pulled her toes back into the holes, and took a few deep breaths.

The door opened, and Zhou Cuiwan's maid Xiaoqin stood in the crack of the door. She looked up and down at Hu Yuting outside the door, and said in a low voice: "Come with me."

Hu Yuting walked into the door with her legs swaying.

The blue brick courtyard, blue brick tile houses, and blue brick floors made Hu Yuting envious.

Living in such a yard, even if it rains, you won’t step on mud everywhere, your shoes and trouser legs can always stay clean, and your clothes and headwear won’t be covered in dust.

The distinction between city dwellers and country people is based on whether or not their homes are covered with mud.

Following Xiaoqin to Zhou Cuiwan's boudoir, Hu Yuting's eyes were completely insufficient.

The carved step-out bed, the snow-white gauze curtains, the elegant dressing table, the exquisite jewelry box, the screen embroidered with orchids...each one of them is extremely exquisite.

This is the boudoir that a woman should have.

Think of her shabby little shack, leaking wind and rain, with a wooden bed, gray earth walls, patched quilts, and rat droppings everywhere...

Hu Yuting only felt extremely sour and bitter, and felt even more unwilling in her heart.

As a woman, why should Hu Yuting have to lie in the mud and live a hard life?

From now on, she must be like Zhou Cuiwan, living in a good house, wearing good clothes, eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks, and having servants to serve her!

Zhou Cuiwan raised her fair and charming face from the wooden hoop and looked Hu Yuting up and down.

Hu Yuting was also shocked by Zhou Cuiwan's beauty and stared at her blankly.

Only a young lady’s face would be so white and tender, right?

Zhou Cuiwan smiled and said, "Are you Sister Yuting? Please take a seat."

Hu Yuting came back to her senses and bowed to Zhou Cuiwan, "I am Hu Yuting from Tuniu Village, nice to meet you, Miss Zhou."

She didn't dare sit down because the stool in Zhou Cuiwan's room looked very clean and high-end. She was wearing patched clothes, and if she got the stool dirty or broken, she couldn't afford the compensation.

Seeing that she didn't want to sit down, Zhou Cuiwan didn't force her.

She also didn't want this dirty country girl to touch her things, not even a stool.

She smiled gently and said, "Sister Yuting, I'm sure you've heard that a lot of bad things have happened to our Zhou family recently. I've thought about it for a long time and I think these things are probably related to Gu Qinghuai. Ever since Gu Qinghuai forced my uncle Genchang and Aunt Zhang to sign the letter of release, the Zhou family has been in constant bad luck."

Hu Yuting was stunned: "Did Gu Qinghuai use force to force his parents-in-law to sign the agreement to release his daughter-in-law?"

"Yeah, is Gu Qinghuai very strong?" Zhou Cuiwan looked at Hu Yuting, not wanting to miss any of her expressions.

“No wonder,” Hu Yuting said, as if she had heard some great secret, with a hint of smugness in her eyes. “Gu Qinghuai is indeed very strong. She said that she was beaten by her mother-in-law until she passed out. She dreamed of the King of Hell, who said that her life span was not over yet and asked her to return to the world. After she woke up, she became a strongman.”

Zhou Cuiwan sneered: "She's lying! She's just an insignificant widow, how could she deserve the special care of the King of Hell? Sister Yuting, everyone in your Tuniu Village has been deceived by her!

She is a liar! For the sake of our Zhou clan and my family, I asked you to keep an eye on her. You must report to me all her movements. I will give you twenty cents a month, and I will also help you find a good family."

She had asked Xiaoqin to go to Tuniu Village to inquire a long time ago. This Hu Yuting was ambitious and wanted to marry a rich and powerful man.

Hu Yuting was very excited. "Don't worry, Miss Zhou. I will pay attention to Gu Qinghuai. My family and her family also have a grudge. I... I don't want to marry a peasant. I want to live a good life, even if I have to be someone's concubine. Thank you for helping me, Miss Zhou."

Zhou Cuiwan hid the contempt on her face and smiled without reaching her eyes: "Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter. As long as you do your best to help me keep an eye on Gu Qinghuai and keep it a secret from others, I will definitely not treat you unfairly.

But if you ruin my good deeds, your Hu family will not be able to stay in Qinghe County. My uncle is a high-ranking official in the imperial capital. With just one word from him, he can take the lives of your entire family. "

Hu Yuting shuddered and immediately expressed her loyalty, "Don't worry! I will do my best! I will never betray you."

"Well, I believe it," Zhou Cuiwan smiled gently, "Then tell me, what happened in Gu Qinghuai's family after she returned to her parents' home."

Hu Yuting immediately became excited. "Gu Qinghuai has changed a lot since she returned to her parents' home! She dug a hundred-year-old ginseng in the mountains and sold it for a lot of money. Her family now eats meat every day and wants to build a big house! Her eldest brother, the paralytic, even got a new wheelchair!"

"Oh?" Zhou Cuiwan raised her eyebrows, "That's all?"

Hu Yuting rubbed her fingers, rolled her eyes, and said, "And... and, by the way! First, a very good-looking boy came to Gu Qinghuai's house. He was about thirteen or fourteen years old. His name was Xiao Shitou. He was said to be a distant relative of her grandmother's, and she called him cousin.

Yesterday, I saw a very thin, bald kid at her house. He was about two or three years old. I don’t know what his relationship with her family was.

A very beautiful carriage came to her house. The owner of the carriage was a boy in red clothes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate skin and tender flesh. He looked noble and was very enthusiastic towards Gu Qinghuai. The two of them got along very well. "

Hu Yuting did not mention He Jinyou because she was afraid that Zhou Cuiwan would be thinking about He Jinyou.

If Zhou Cuiwan can't help her marry into a good family, she can still go to He Jinyou.

After hearing what Hu Yuting said, Zhou Cuiwan frowned slightly, her mind in a turmoil.

Zhou Cuiwan didn't think there was anything strange about the handsome boy.

Gu Qinghuai is indeed good-looking, and I heard that her family members are also good-looking. It is normal for relatives to be good-looking.

It’s the boy riding in the carriage, he looks a little strange.

He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with fair skin and tender flesh, wearing red clothes, and looked very noble. He should not be the seventh prince.

The seventh prince is only thirteen years old and is on the run. He certainly cannot be so high-profile.

But, with Gu Qinghuai's impoverished family background and humble status as a pregnant widow, how could she marry a young nobleman?

People even visited her home in person and had a great time chatting with her.

Who is that person?

It seems that a lot of things happened to Gu Qinghuai.

Seeing that Zhou Cuiwan didn't say anything, Hu Yuting thought that she was not satisfied with the information she provided.

Hu Yuting scratched her temples with her fingers and continued to think hard, trying to see if there was anything else she had not told Zhou Cuiwan.