Divorce the bad husband, store grain fields, and marry the emperor's uncle for the second time

Xia Xiaorou, Song Yuan, and Zhou Maoxun waited in the gatehouse of Yanyuan for a long time before Zhu Yun came back slowly.

She walked up to Xia Xiaorou, nodded slightly and said, "Madam Zhu said that only Madam Xia is allowed to go in, and everyone else has to wait here."

"How can this be possible? These bamboo shoots are so heavy, how can a weak woman like her possibly carry them? Let me take them in. I'll come out right after I put the things in." Zhou Maoxun looked at the petite and thin Xia Xiaorou, pointed at the basket full of bamboo shoots, and said hurriedly.

Zhu Yun's face darkened instantly, and she said sternly, "How dare you! Your manor is not a place where just anybody can come in and out as they please."

When she got angry, several strong men who were sitting or standing in the gatehouse immediately showed fierce looks on their faces and took two cold steps towards Zhou Maoxun.

Zhou Maoxun quickly protected Xia Xiaorou behind him, looked at the people around him with vigilance, then turned to Xia Xiaorou and said, "Xiaorou, let's not sell these bamboo shoots. I'll help you take them to the village market tomorrow morning and sell them."

Zhu Yun raised her eyebrows and responded in a cold tone, "I'm afraid there is no way. Madam Xia has already accepted the money from our farm, so the bamboo shoots must be delivered to our farm first."

"How much silver did you give her? I'll give it back to you!" Zhou Maoxun asked in a loud voice without saying a word, pulling out a heavy silver bag from his waist.

Zhu Yun glanced at him with disdain and sneered, "Is your few coins enough?"

"Cousin, stop arguing and let me take him in." Xia Xiaorou quickly reached out and held Zhou Maoxun down.

After all, it was Yan Heng who sent Zhu Yun to inform her that she wanted to buy her bamboo shoots, and she also gave her two extra gold leaves, so she really couldn't refuse.

Within this area of ​​100 miles, Yan Heng is the richest person. If this source of income is cut off, things will be difficult in the future.

Zhou Maoxun lifted the basket full of bamboo shoots again and said worriedly, "But Xiaorou, how can you lift it? The bamboo shoots in here weigh at least 20 to 30 kilograms."

Zhu Yun raised her eyebrows mockingly and pointed at a big man standing at the door, "Carry the bamboo shoots and follow Madam Xia in."

"Okay, Miss Zhuyun." The big man was tall and strong, even stronger than Zhou Maoxun.

He lifted the backpack effortlessly, as if it was filled with only a few pounds of cotton.

Someone helped to lift the bamboo basket, and Zhou Maoxun could not say anything more. He only told Xia Xiaorou: "After you go in, you must be smart!"

Xia Xiaorou looked at him gratefully, nodded, and patted Song Yuan on the shoulder, "Cousin, please help look after Yuan'er. I will be out soon after delivering the goods. It won't take long."

If Yan Heng was not in the manor at the moment and only Madam Zhu was there, she would come out immediately after getting the money.

After all, Madam Zhu has always been very tactful and never says a word to her.

"Don't worry, godmother, I will be good and obedient." Song Yuan walked behind Zhou Maoxun very obediently and sensibly, and waved his hand at Xia Xiaorou.

Xia Xiaorou smiled and nodded, then followed Zhu Yun to the back house.

After they passed through the screen wall, Zhu Yun suddenly turned around and waved to the gatekeeper, saying, "Send these bamboo shoots to Madam Zhu and tell her that they were sent by Madam Xia. Ask her to calculate the value and I'll pick them up later."

The gatekeeper responded and went to the kitchen carrying the backpack.

Xia Xiaorou's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly said, "Miss Zhuyun, is there anything else?"

Zhu Yun turned her head and looked at her, then replied calmly, "Madam Xia, I am just a little maid. We servants dare not ask about our master's affairs."

Since she couldn't get any information out of her, Xia Xiaorou stopped asking and just followed Zhu Yun silently to Yan Heng's residence.

Yan Heng was from the capital, and Qingyang Prefecture was a bitterly cold place in the northwest.

His garden was built in the style of a Jiangnan water town.

In front of the gate are a few old crooked plum trees. Inside the garden, there are also small bridges, flowing water and plum blossoms.

Yan Heng knew how to enjoy life. She dug up the small river outside the village, diverted water into the village, and made an artificial lake and meander.

His back garden was built on an artificial meander.

When Xia Xiaorou followed Zhu Yun to Yan Heng, Yan Heng was standing beside the winding stream, watching the fallen flowers floating in the water.

On the small chair next to him lay a pure white Persian cat.

The water everywhere else was frozen, but the water here was still flowing.

"My dear, Madam Xia is here." Zhu Yun walked forward and replied.

Then he glanced at Xia Xiaorou, quietly left, and gently closed the door of the garden.

Xia Xiaorou pinched her fingers and asked boldly, "What do you want from me?"

Yan Heng was wearing a crescent-white brocade robe with an ink-black brocade cloak on the outside. Her hair was casually scattered behind her, looking as lazy and elegant as ever.

Hearing Xia Xiaorou's voice, Yan Heng slowly turned her head, her peach blossom eyes slanted, and glanced at Xia Xiaorou, "It's nothing serious. I heard that you have adopted a son, and you have a cousin who is very close to you, right?"

Xia Xiaorou blinked. Why did Yan Heng suddenly ask about her private affairs?

In the past, Yan Heng never asked her about these things.

"My mother-in-law wanted me to adopt my eldest uncle's son as my adopted son, but I didn't want to have any contact with my mother-in-law's family, so I adopted another child."

Xia Xiaorou found Yan Heng's gaze too sharp. She dared not look directly at him and quickly lowered her eyes.

Although she had been with this man for ten years in her previous life, she felt a sense of strangeness when she saw him again.

In the past, Yan Heng was lazy, and lived a romantic life without any concern for the world.

Although he would occasionally lose his temper, he would forget about his recent troubles in a flash and lazily enjoy his life again.

Yan Heng's eyes are now sharper, and his lazy gestures conceal a murderous aura.

In her previous life, didn’t she see Yan Heng clearly?

Yan Heng slowly walked to Xia Xiaorou, raised her hand and pinched her chin, and said in a cold tone, "The adopted son was given to you by others, so what about your cousin?"

Xia Xiaorou heard anger in his tone, and she didn't understand why Yan Heng was angry because of Zhou Maoxun.

"He...he is my aunt's son, a relative."

"Xia Xiaorou, you are a widow. Do you understand the difference between men and women? You should stay away from men. It's bad for your reputation." Yan Heng gently rubbed Xia Xiaorou's chin with her fingertips.

Are men and women different?

She was pinched on the chin by Yan Heng, what did this mean?

Xia Xiaorou raised her head, puffed up her little face, and said angrily, "But Mr. Yan, what does it mean for you and me to be like this now?"