In a world where there are more men than women, I am spoiled

"What is the lord talking about? Why does he look so happy?" County Magistrate Wen asked with a smile as he sat on the main seat.

"Yueyao is praising us! She said we are very good to her and gave Xun'er so many shops as dowry."

"He especially praised me for renovating the house outside to be very beautiful, like a master gardener!" Lord Wen said with a smile.

"The scenery of the garden that the master has renovated is indeed beautiful. Remember, before you married me, you also designed a garden renovation."

"Yes, my wife. I have more business now, and my children are busy getting married. I don't have time to paint alone."

"When Xiaoqi and Xiaoba get married, you will have more time and can do whatever you want." County Magistrate Wen looked at them tenderly.

"Thank you, my wife." Several people said happily.

"Yueyao is not bad. She can make your uncles so happy. Today you bring Xun'er back home. As Xun'er's aunt, I will be your elder for a while. Let me drink this cup of tea on behalf of my deceased brother!" said the magistrate of Wen County.

Yang Qianxun and Su Yueyao stood up and walked to the middle.

"My aunt is Qianxun's elder, so how can she drink tea for my father-in-law? When there is a chance, I will ask Qianxun to personally take me to offer tea in front of my father-in-law's tombstone." Su Yueyao said.

"Very good! It's very kind of you to have this intention. Xun'er is blessed to marry you." When County Magistrate Wen heard Su Yueyao's words, his smile became more genuine.

"It is my blessing to marry such a good man like Qianxun." Su Yueyao said with a smile.

The servant came over with two cups of tea, and Su Yueyao and Yang Qianxun knelt on the mat at the same time.

"Aunt, please have some tea." Su Yueyao said as she raised the cup of tea.

County Magistrate Wen took the tea and took a sip. He smiled and handed the wrapped red envelope to Su Yueyao and said, "Live a good life with Xun'er in the future and be more tolerant of him."

"I will, aunt."

"Aunt, please have some tea."

County Magistrate Wen took the tea and took a sip, then handed him the red envelope and said, "Xun'er, as a man, you must learn to take Yueyao as your leader and serve her well, okay?"

"Don't worry, Auntie. Xun'er will take good care of Yueyao."

"Everyone, get up!" County Magistrate Wen stood up and helped Su Yueyao up.

Here, after getting married, the man has to offer tea to the woman's mother on the second day, and when he returns to her parents' home on the third day, the woman has to offer tea to the man's mother.

A woman does not need to offer tea to any man, including her father.

However, a married man is required to serve the woman's father, and visit him regularly in the morning and evening, etc., depending on the circumstances of each family.

Because Su Yueyao was expelled from the clan and lived alone, Yang Qianxun did not have to serve Su's father.

Su Yueyao was not aware of these rules, and even if she did, she would not let Yang Qianxun be wasted by the Su family.

In fact, there are many rules in wealthy families, but as long as the man is liked by his wife, those rules are just for show. Women have a very high status, and even their father cannot order them around.

If the girl's mother is unhappy, the girl's life at home will not be too bad, but she will also be bullied by her family members, just like the life of the original owner in the Su family. Su's father simply praised her to death, which made the original owner disliked in the entire county.

Su Yueyao felt a little regretful when she thought of this. The original owner actually had the opportunity to fight back, but she did not feel that Su's father treated her badly. Maybe Su's father intended to criticize the original owner for being stupid, so she would no longer be a threat.

Yang Qianxun signaled Chunri to take out the birthday picture and squeezed Su Yueyao's hand.

Su Yueyao came back to her senses and said immediately, "Uncle drew this picture in front of Master Zhou before we got married. I changed some places to make the picture more three-dimensional. Do you think this picture is okay?"

"Good, good. I didn't expect that the crane could be painted so vividly and meticulously. I have never seen such a good painting. Thank you Yueyao." Lord Wen said with a smile.

"As long as uncle likes it, I'll send someone to deliver the paintings of the aunts and concubines after I finish them." Su Yueyao said with a smile.

"There's no rush for our painting. Yueyao can paint it when she's free!" the side masters said immediately.

Su Yueyao immediately nodded and agreed.

"If I take this painting of Yueyao to Yangfu City and give it to my mother, I'm afraid your reputation will spread throughout the city. Do you want to do this?" asked Lord Wen.

"It's okay. It's hard to hide it. At most, there will be more visits from scholars. It won't have much impact on me."

"Then I understand. Uncle Yueyao can't accept such a good painting from you for nothing. This is a three-story courtyard in Yangfu City as a thank-you gift to you." Lord Wen took out a box and handed it to Su Yueyao.

"Uncle, I can't accept this. It's too expensive. As a junior, I should also paint a picture to celebrate my aunt's grandmother's birthday." Su Yueyao immediately refused.

"If Yueyao doesn't accept it, I don't want this painting either. This is also my uncle's intention. If you go to the capital city in the future, you will have a place to stay. The indentures of the servants are also in it. I specially ordered the selection of the people. If you don't like it, just sell it and choose another one."

When Su Yueyao wanted to say something else, Yang Qianxun spoke: "Ayao, please accept it! This is your uncle's gift. This way, your uncle will be able to ask you for a painting in the future!"

"Thank you very much, uncle. I accept it. In the future, just tell me what kind of paintings you like!" Su Yueyao could not refuse, so she smiled and took over after hearing Yang Qianxun's words.

Everyone looked at Su Yueyao with a smile, and the scene was very warm.

After having lunch at the county government office, Su Yueyao went back with Yang Qianxun. After they got on the carriage, Yang Qianxun handed a stack of silver bills in his hand to Su Yueyao.

"Ayao, this is given to you by your three aunts and concubines. It's considered as payment for your painting. They thought that we will need more money in the future, so they gave each of them a silver note of 5,000 taels. The total here is 15,000 taels." Yang Qianxun explained.

"Ah! So many? I haven't even finished my painting yet! The key is, should I collect them?" Su Yueyao said in surprise.

"Take it! Originally they were planning to give us a house and a shop, but I told them that we might have to go to Fengdu later, so they decided to give us silver notes."

"Uncles Qianqian, do you think that we have a hard time and are supporting us?" Su Yueyao asked softly. She didn't believe that her paintings could be so valuable.

"Ayao, I think your paintings are more worth the money. My uncles have already given me the dowry. I don't think they need to give us money this time when we return home."

"Okay! It seems that I have to paint well when I have nothing to do in the future. This job pays a lot of money!" Su Yueyao sighed.

She had never imagined that she came here through time and space and made money by painting. She thought she was just like the people in the novels she read, making a living by cooking, hotpot, barbecue, etc.!

Unfortunately, she might not even be able to gather all the ingredients for the hot pot, let alone money, as the medicinal herbs were too expensive.

"Ayao, you don't need to think about these things. If you want to paint, then paint. If you don't want to paint, then don't paint. I will earn money for you, Ayao." Yang Qianxun said.

"Qianqian is so nice! I will rely on Qianqian from now on." Su Yueyao said with a smile.

The two of them returned home and had just got off the carriage and were about to walk towards the gate when Su Yueya's voice came over.