A tough little husband

After being away for half a month, the two escaped duo returned to Yunshan Village again, carrying some jars of various sizes.

Now the villagers don’t say how much they curry favor with the Han family, but no one will say anything unpleasant. At least they appear to be very harmonious on the surface.

This time Han Zeyu came back to make fruit wine. He bought a large bag of rock sugar, which cost him a lot of money. If the brewing failed, he would definitely suffer a heavy loss.

Han Zeyu asked Tiezhu to go find Zhao Xun later. He wanted to ask how the fruit harvest was going.

Ripe fruits are difficult to store, so Zhao Xun had only harvested them for two days and placed them in a cool cellar. When he heard that Brother Han had returned to the village, he quickly gathered his friends to go up the mountain to pick wild fruits.

Originally, Zhao Xun only had one friend, but money makes the world go round, and now he has five friends, all of them are girls.

The cheapest labor force in the village is these little girls who are not loved by their parents. Forget about paying them. As long as you can provide them with a full meal, they will carry back half a basket of fruit for you.

Zhao Xun returned the hundred coins to Brother Han without spending a penny, but he did collect several baskets of fruit.

Han Zeyu asked curiously, "You are so poor, how do you pay the workers?"

Han Zeyu looked Zhao Xun up and down, wondering if it was just charisma. But this guy clearly didn't possess that skill.

Zhao Xun perked up and opened the bamboo basket he brought. Inside was a lot of plump potatoes and sweet potatoes. When he cleared half an acre of wasteland, it was too late to plant other crops, so he planted some easy-to-grow potatoes and sweet potatoes. Unexpectedly, the harvest was quite good.

Han Zeyu took a look and found that the sizes were pretty good. They must have been sent to him with good quality.

"Not bad. Keep some for yourself to eat during the winter, and sell the rest to me. Don't let your half acre of land go to waste. Clean it up and plant another crop of spinach."

Zhao Xun nodded vigorously. The God of Wealth had spoken, and his efforts over the past three days had not been in vain.

Han Zeyu didn't say anything. The smart and hardworking child was quite likable.

Making fruit wine requires no technical skills. The bad fruits are picked out, the good ones are cleaned, and after natural air drying, they are placed in a jar without water or oil, with a layer of fruit and a layer of sugar. Finally, they are sealed and stored in a cool cellar.

Generally, fruit wine can be consumed in half a month, but if it is aged, it will take about four to six months.

If you want to know where Han Zeyu learned this skill, you have to start from when he pickled pickles in the apocalypse. Forget it, let’s not talk about it. It’s all tears if I talk too much.

There are many people working in the county town, and they work very quickly. Han Zeyu has to catch up on the progress from time to time. Now the front row of shops has been almost built, and it will be completely completed as long as the roof beams are put up on an auspicious day.

The back row of the second courtyard is for residents to live in. It was built later, but it will be completed in another four or five days.

Everyone was reluctant to leave. The people working there were all acquaintances, the lunch was very good, and the car pick-up and drop-off was not tiring. If the Han family recruited more people in the future, they would definitely sign up enthusiastically.

Little did they know that the people from the Su Mansion had been wandering around here for three days, but they hadn't seen Su Shien and his wife at all. Presumably, the two knew that they were in trouble, so they quietly hid in the countryside.

Han Zeyu was also discussing with her husband that it was not a good idea to keep hiding like this. She guessed that the eldest lady and the old man had already reached a consensus and were just waiting for them to show up so that they could divide the family property.

According to the current rules, the legitimate son gets 70% of the family property, while the illegitimate son can only get the remaining 30%. Even the eldest illegitimate son does not receive any preferential treatment.

But in reality, what Su Shien got should be less than 20% of the family property.

First, only Master Su and his wife know exactly how much property and savings the Su family has, and they will not tell the truth.

Secondly, although the daughters in the family cannot participate in the division of the family property, they will take away a considerable dowry when they get married. Regardless of the treatment of Su Yunzhu, the legitimate daughter, even Su Shinian, who is like a transparent person, has a considerable dowry, because Su Shien did not take the dowry left by her mother and gave it all to her sister.

Then there was the baby in the carriage. According to the couple's analysis, Mr. Su acted so cautiously probably because the child was a boy, and a son born in old age is naturally more precious.

If there is one more illegitimate son in the Su family, he will definitely get a share of the family property. For Su Yunsong, even if there are ten more illegitimate sons, it will not have much impact on him. The only one who will be affected is the unlucky Su Shien.

"Husband, you are so pitiful. I reluctantly let you hold me for a while and comfort you."

Su Shien readily caught the person who suddenly threw the ball at him. His reaction ability has improved by leaps and bounds now, all thanks to the little husband's occasional sneak attacks on him.

After shaking it in my hand, this comfort seemed a little heavy.

It is impossible for his Yu Ge'er to get fat. Even if he really gained some weight, he must never say it.

So, Su Shien changed the topic and asked politely, "Brother Yu, have you grown taller again?

What? Who's grown taller? Han Zeyu couldn't stand hearing that. He had two major concerns: height and skin color.

We said it was small and cute, how could it suddenly grow taller?

She stood up quickly, pulled her husband over and compared them carefully. There was still the cutest height difference, which meant that even if she grew taller, her dear husband was also growing taller at the same time.

She raised her shy iron fist and beat the man up, saying, "You're not allowed to scare me. Now I have to go to the yard and get a horizontal bar so that Su Shien can exercise. There is no time to lose."

Su Shien was hit so hard that he came up with another life-saving experience, which is not to increase his height.

He was puzzled. Was height really that important? How tall was his son Yu Ge'er before? Why did he get so mad when it was mentioned?

This is a huge secret, and Han Zeyu will not tell him because she is afraid that her husband will feel inferior, and it is definitely not for any other reason.

Poor Su Shien still has to coax his family to obey him. I believe that the Su family will take the initiative soon, and they must not passively take the beating.

As soon as the business was brought up, Han Zeyu's attention was immediately diverted, and the two began to plan countermeasures. This was a great opportunity, and they had to divide the family property no matter what. As for how much of the family property they could get, it depended on how much face the Su family still had.

After completing their preparations, the couple took a carriage to the ferry terminal early the next morning to inspect the progress of the project.

Today it's time to apply mortar to the backyard wall. This stuff is made of a mixture of fine sand, clay and lime, and has similar effects to cement.

Han Zeyu looked at the lime on the ground and thought of painting the wall with two layers of white lime. It would be both beautiful and cheap, and most importantly, it would make the room look much brighter.

Just as he was discussing the matter of buying white lime with the village chief's eldest son, the housekeeper's calm voice rang out behind him: "Master, Madam, the master and the mistress have been waiting for three days. Please come with me, my two masters!"

Su Shien turned around slowly and smiled awkwardly.

Han Zeyu asked cautiously, "Is the Madam feeling better?"

The housekeeper nodded, and Han Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief. She pulled her husband onto the carriage back home...