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The households that had been hiding in Taohua Village also came out one after another and got on the only two ox carts left in the village to come to the town.

The main streets of Mingfeng Town have been decorated with various lanterns of various shapes and colors, forming a beautiful landscape in the snow. Small vendors pushing wheelbarrows quickly occupy the entire street, selling all kinds of things.

The government organized people to clear the snow and went out quickly. They changed their clothes quickly and it was getting dark when they finished.

Jiuli, who was drinking tea and eating snacks in the teahouse, took Jiang San downstairs and strolled on the street.

"My dear wife, some candied haws," Jiang San was the first to run towards the candied haws, and Jiuli worked tirelessly to pay the bill behind him.

"Xiao San, you can't spend money lavishly. It's not easy for your son-in-law to earn money, so you have to be frugal. This candied haws is so expensive, it can buy two bowls of vegetarian noodles."

Jiang San had just taken a bite of a candied hawthorn and was savoring it when he heard the familiar voice of Jiang's mother. The hand holding the candied haws paused for a moment, and pretended not to hear it and bought two more.

"You still have a long life ahead of you now that you are married, so you can't be so ignorant of how to live. If you continue like this, you will be despised."

Jiang San poked Jiuli's arm and turned his head away.

"My dear wife, do you dislike my ability to spend money?" There was still a hint of sweetness from the oranges in his mouth, the candied oranges he had just bought.

"I don't mind. Only incompetent people would mind their husbands spending money," Jiuli glanced at Jiang's father and mother who were wearing coarse linen clothes. Tsk, their lives are really bad now.

He did not mention at all that he had asked Qingnu to take away all the banknotes and jewelry from Jiang's father and mother. Of course, Jiang San fully agreed with this.

"Son-in-law, isn't money earned through slow savings?" Jiang's mother glanced at Jiuli and said in a lecturing tone, "You still bought so many strings. Men can't be spoiled, or they will become bad."

"Saved from? You two saved for a year but now you can't even afford to wear coarse cloth. This is from a few years ago, right?" Jiuli used her wide sleeves to cover her hand as she held Jiang San's.

Jiang's mother's face turned pale and blue after hearing these words, and she hated the thief who came to Jiang's house in the middle of the night.

So much silver was gone, but she couldn't report it to the authorities because it was impossible for the villagers to have so many valuable things.

"We are just tracing the past," Jiang's father retorted, secretly proud that he had hidden some silver in advance, hehe.

"Then you can slowly trace back to the past," Jiang San shook Jiuli's sleeves, "Wife, I heard that there is a new sky-blue material this year. Let's go and have a look later? We can buy some to make clothes."

"The material looks good, and I think it suits you well," Jiuli said with a smile. She then said to Jiang's father and mother, "You take your time shopping," and left with Jiang San.

Looking at the two people's receding backs, Jiang's father and mother almost gritted their teeth. They really raised this kid in vain.

"How about asking the third girl for some money?" Jiang's father sneezed and rubbed his nose. You know, he just put on his thick clothes and was freezing here with Jiang's mother. He was really stupid.

"No, the third daughter has a hard life to begin with, how can you ask her for money every day?" Jiang's mother denied it, "Just bear with it, it will be over. If someone finds out, it will be a big deal."

Father Jiang: Just bear with it and it will pass? Are you kidding? He secretly touched his stomach and luckily he was full after eating alone.

Going hungry for nine meals in three days, is this something a decent person would do?

On the other side, Jiuli had already taken Jiang San to buy several pieces of fabric that he liked and had them delivered directly to the Yu Mansion.

"Wife, aren't these a bit too much?" Jiang San, who came out of the clothing store, pulled Jiuli's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

I was wondering whether I should go back and return two items?

"This is just the beginning. It's not much. The young masters in the capital change three or four sets of clothes a day and none of them are the same twice," Jiuli said casually while holding Jiang San's hand tightly.

"My wife wants me to get used to it before the people over there come over?" Jiang San suddenly realized, "There's no need to waste it."

"Don't you like it?" Jiuli looked at Jiang San's painful expression, "Those are not expensive, but they are just a drop in the bucket."

"Even if you have a lot of money, this is not the way to spend it, right?" Jiang San pulled Jiuli, afraid that she would go in again if he wasn't paying attention.

However, another thought flashed through his mind: Did he not fully understand his wife's wealth?

"If you like it, then it's worth it. You don't need to worry about money," Jiuli said lightly, "Jiang Jiang, I will always be behind you, so don't be afraid of anything."

"What do I have to be afraid of?" Jiang San raised his chin proudly, but his eyes were fixed in the direction of Jiuli.

Of course he was afraid. He was afraid that one day he would wake up and not see his wife. He was afraid that the past few years had been a dream.

"Let's go, let's go shopping." Jiuli held Jiang San's hand and walked forward, "It's been a while, you should be hungry."

"I wouldn't feel hungry if my wife hadn't told me," Jiang San looked around and all he could smell was the delicious smell of food.

"Why don't we eat wontons?" Jiang San's eyes lit up when he saw the vendor selling wontons.

"Okay." Jiuli's eyes didn't change at all.

"The vegetarian wontons are 7 cents for a large one and 5 cents for a small one. You can add soup for free." Seeing someone coming, the stall owner immediately started to solicit business. "The pork wontons are 10 cents for a large one and 7 cents for a small one."

"The large mutton is fifteen cents, and the small one is twelve cents."

"I want mutton," Jiang San whispered in Jiuli's ear, "Her food is especially delicious and there are usually a lot of people there."

"Two bowls of mutton wontons," Jiuli tilted her head to listen to Jiang San talking, while gesturing to the stall owner.

He left thirty coins behind, took Jiang San to sit aside, straightened his cloak, and took out the sesame seed cake he had bought earlier from his arms.

"I never get tired of eating here every year. Everyone knows you now," Jiuli scratched Jiang San's palm with her fingertips.

"Of course you never get tired of eating it. It's something we only eat during the Chinese New Year. It's not so interesting at other times." Jiang San held Jiuli's hand.

"Give me the wontons you can't finish." Jiuli put half of the wontons into Jiang San's bowl.

"Okay." Jiang San couldn't wait to eat the wontons elegantly.

It's just the right size, one bite each, a bowl costs just over twenty dollars.

Just when Jiang San was enjoying his meal, Jiang's father came quietly and bought two bowls of wontons. He ate them in big mouthfuls and touched his stomach. Only then did Jiang's father feel that he was alive again.

When Jiang's mother came, she only saw Jiang's father drinking soup.

"You still have money?" Jiang's mother grabbed Jiang's father's ear.

"No, no, I'm just very hungry and asked for a bowl of soup."

Jiang's father, who didn't notice Jiang San in the corner, loudly refuted and even pulled the weak, helpless and pitiful stall owner to try to prove it.

The stall owner wondered where this tigress came from, but she repeatedly said that she would not participate, so as not to get into trouble.

"He ate two bowls of vegetarian wontons." Jiang San changed his voice, spoke loudly, and quietly left with Jiuli.