Song Sanniang's Journey to Wealth

But with the heavy silver in her sleeve pocket, she was very happy.

I sold more than a dozen boxes today and earned dozens of taels. I am really rich.

Thinking about having to sell more tomorrow, her heart began to beat wildly. She was even more excited than when she finally earned over ten thousand yuan a month.

She tried hard to suppress her emotions, as she had serious things to do.

After looking at Song Zuren's snails, she thought they would still take another half hour to sell, so she explained the situation to him and went to return the table.

Then she came to the gift shop. When the shopkeeper Yan saw her coming, he smiled and said, "You sold out of mooncakes so quickly?"

Song Sanniang shook her head. "No, I only made a dozen boxes today, but it looks like they will sell well. I plan to order a batch of mooncake boxes in advance.

I'm sorry, boss, your mooncakes can only be delivered to you tomorrow, we made too few today."

Manager Yan laughed, "Girl, why did you take it so seriously? I was just joking."

"That won't do. I said it myself, and I must do what I promised. I'll send it to you tomorrow."

Manager Yan had no choice but to follow her lead, and the two of them discussed and decided.

This time, I ordered 20 more lava molds, 100 mooncake boxes, and 20 more pressed cake molds, totaling 45 taels, 760 wen.

Manager Yan insisted on giving the pancake mold to Sanniang, so he spent 45 taels of silver and paid a deposit of 10 taels.

Song Sanniang took the mooncake mold away and came to get the mooncake box the day after tomorrow.

Today, Song Sanniang made a total of fifty-one taels from selling mooncakes, but after deducting the money for the mooncake boxes, she still had a little more than five taels left.

Song Sanniang went to buy two more cans of butter and went back to find Song Zuren. Song Zuren still had about five or six cans left today and he didn't plan to sell any more, so the two of them prepared to go back, and Song Sanniang bought some vegetables by the way.

When I got home, the rest had already been baked and packaged.

Yesterday, I made 223 molten-filled cakes.

In the morning, everyone eats the first batch, or wraps it in oil paper and gives it to others, and sells the rest.

The remaining paper boxes are packed with six boxes of each color, four wooden boxes are packed with eight boxes, and three boxes of Seven Stars and the Moon are packed with three boxes.

When Song Sanniang returned, her second aunt and the others had gone home to cook. Her own family also started cooking, and Song Ersao was busy in the kitchen.

Si Niang and Wu Niang followed their aunt and family back to their grandparents' home to play.

Song Laoer had just returned from transporting a truckload of firewood and was preparing to transport one last truckload. That would be almost all for today.

When Song Lao Er was pushing the cart hurriedly towards the foot of the mountain, a figure quietly followed him.

Song Lao Er was about to push the firewood down the mountain when suddenly a tender female voice called out, "Song Er Ge."

Song Lao Er was startled out of nowhere. He put down the firewood in his hand and looked at the person who made the sound.

This person was wearing a simple and elegant dress that ordinary peasant women would not wear, with rouge and powder on her face and swaying hairpins and rings.

This person is none other than the widow Cai who is obsessed with Song Lao Er.

She originally thought that Song Lao Er would divorce Song Ersao soon after the family split, but unexpectedly, the couple's relationship seemed to be getting better and better.

She looked for Mrs. Song several times, but Mr. Song was always at home watching her and she couldn't be seen.

So she became anxious and had to take the initiative herself.

"It's you. It's getting dark. What are you doing here alone? Go back."

Even if Song Laoer didn't know what she was thinking, the fact that she appeared here alone and called him was obviously not a good thing.

Widow Cai hesitated for a moment, then bravely said, "I came here to see you."

"Why are you looking for me? I don't have time to deal with you, go back quickly."

Widow Cai looked at Song Lao Er with her eyes full of affection and said, "Song Lao Er, your wife hasn't given birth to a son for you in such a long time.

I know you must be very anxious, I can help you,

I am willing to help you give birth to, give birth to, give birth to children."

She seemed embarrassed to say the last sentence, stammering and quickly lowering her head.

When Song Lao Er heard this, he was about to explode. "What nonsense are you talking about? Get out of here right now."

Widow Cai was panicking, fearing that Song Lao Er would run away. If he ran away, she might not have the chance to catch him next time.

Because he spends the whole day either with his family or with his eldest brother and his friends.

She pulled off a little of her clothes and tried to pounce on him.

When Song Lao Er saw her like this, he was shocked. He was afraid that if he rushed down the mountain now, others would see him and misunderstand him.

He ran away from Widow Cai and saw a tree as thick as a thigh nearby. He hugged the trunk and climbed up.

Thanks to his tree-climbing skills from his youth, he climbed to a height of one and a half floors and looked down at Widow Cai.

"Get lost now, and don't come near me anymore. I have a wife and children. You may be shameless, but I still have some."

When Widow Cai heard what he said and saw that he had already climbed up the tree, she could no longer stay there, no matter how thick-skinned she was, so she had to go down the mountain in shame.

However, Song Lao Er did not dare to go down. He was afraid that she was waiting there and would pounce on him when he passed by. He had no choice but to stay on the tree and wait for Song Ersao to come find him after dark.

Look, it's already dark, and Song Lao Er hasn't come back yet.

Song Ersao and Song Sanniang were both anxious. Although there were no ferocious beasts on the mountain, there was no guarantee that something might have happened.

They went to Sister Cuihua's house and called Sister Cuihua and Song Dazhuang, and went up the mountain together.

As soon as they shouted, Song Lao Er heard them. He responded from the tree and began to slide down. "I'm here."

Several people came over after hearing the noise. Mrs. Song was about to cry in anxiety, "Why can't you get down from the tree? Did something happen?"

Because Cuihua and the others were there, Song Laoer couldn't tell anyone about the widow Cai, so he had to lie and say that he saw a snake and climbed up.

No one knew whether everyone believed it or not, but Mrs. Song knew her husband very well and knew at a glance what had happened could not be told in front of everyone, so she had to have everyone walk while cutting the grass to scare the snake away.

After thanking Cuihua and her husband, the three returned home. Second Sister Song sat down and asked coldly, "Tell me, what happened?"

Song Lao Er pulled Song Ersao's sleeve awkwardly, "Wife, these things should not be known to the children, let's go back to the room and talk about it."

Song Ersao turned and went into the room. After Song Laoer entered the room, she closed the door and said, "Talk now."

Song Lao Er told the whole story. Song Ersao was a person with a very good temper and usually didn't get angry.

This time she was so angry that she kicked the stool in front of the dressing table and said hatefully, "This shameless thing, wait for me to tear her face off."

Song Lao Er wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, that person dared to do this, he decided to let his wife handle it.

Song Ersao was so angry that she grabbed Song Laoer's hand and twisted and pinched it with all her strength, until Song Laoer grimaced in pain, and only then did she calm down.

But she had no intention of settling the score with Widow Cai right now. She wanted to gather everyone together tomorrow so that she could vent her anger.

This is what smart people do. Going there alone is called a fight. Don't do that, it's too stupid.