Get out of your vicious mother's house, and make a fortune with your husband to become a prince

Li's attitude towards the Wu family was very strange, always with an inexplicable hostility. Xue Qing even suspected that she had once fallen in love with the father-in-law whom she had never met, but the timing didn't match.

Liu glanced at her and turned away pretending not to hear. Everyone in the village and outside the village knew that Wu Tong had been gone for many years, and everyone had already assumed that he was definitely no longer alive.

But this Li just stabbed people in the heart.

Xue Qing sneered: "Your husband is at home? Who are you going to see with all your makeup on?"

At this time, more and more people came to the village entrance. A silly and loud voice focused everyone's attention on the ox cart: "The man in his family is useless, so he must be looking for a useful man, haha."

When Liu saw the person coming, she smiled and said, "Sister-in-law Liang, are you coming into the city too?"

The loud-voiced eldest daughter-in-law of the Liang family said: "Yes, sister-in-law of the Wu family, let's take Uncle Li's car together." As she said that, she pulled Liu's arm and was about to get in the car.

There was a teenage boy following Mrs. Liang. Liu chatted with her and pulled Xue Qing onto the ox cart.

"This is Erlang's wife, right? The child looks well-behaved," Xue Qing called Mrs. Liang "Auntie".

Another woman with a child got on the ox cart, and Liang Dasao's son walked beside the ox cart.

Li didn't dare to say anything after being scolded by Liang's wife. She glared at her, walked to the side, got on the donkey cart, and muttered: "A bunch of poor ghosts."

Xue Qing had some small change in his space, but it was hard to tell where it came from, so he simply left it there and watched Liu take out two cents and give them to Uncle Li.

Just as the sun was rising, the ox cart arrived at the city gate.

Xue Qing looked at the words written in traditional Chinese characters on the tall city gate: Anyang City. The gray city gate was now open, and the people coming and going made her feel that this was ancient times.

The clothes of ordinary people here are mostly black and gray, and farmers mostly wear shorts.

Uncle Li told the people who were riding in the car that if they were going back to the village by his car, they should gather here at 3:15 p.m.

After bidding farewell to Uncle Li and Aunt Liang, Liu took Xue Qing directly to West Street and told her about the basic structure of the county town. Ordinary people did small businesses on West Street, where there were many small shops, while East Street was full of large inns and restaurants.

Xue Qing nodded. Simply put, West Street is the poor area and East Street is the rich area.

Liu walked towards West Street without any hesitation. Xue Qing grabbed Liu and said, "Mom, let's go to East Street." Liu looked at Xue Qing in surprise. Ordinary people went to West Street to buy coarse grains, while East Street was a place for rich people.

"Qing'er, you remembered it wrongly. East Street is a place where rich people go," Liu explained patiently.

"Mom, I know. Just listen to me and go to East Street."

After Xue Qing finished speaking, he told Liu to lead the way to East Street. Looking at the determined look in his daughter-in-law's eyes, he secretly sighed and took Xue Qing to East Street.

East Street is indeed the most prosperous street in Anyang County, with bustling crowds of people jostling each other and dressed in gorgeous clothes. It can be seen that the gap between the rich and the poor is the same in any dynasty.

There is a main north-south street in the East Market, with several small east-west streets crossing it. There are four largest storefronts at the crossroads. On the west side is Wenxiangju.

Three shop assistants were busy with their heads down. A steward was standing next to the counter, scolding them from time to time with a hint of pride in his eyes.

At this moment, Xue Qing and Liu walked into Wenxiangju.

The waiter took a look at their shabby clothes and the rabbits in the baskets, and knew they were here to sell rabbits. He showed disdain on his face. He waved his hand and said impatiently, "We don't accept this kind of stuff here. Go away, don't block the customers."