Dressed as a middle-aged mistress, I want to lie down every day

Mo Chenxi made clear his next plans.

"I won't be back for the next two days. Let Jingyi go back and tell her father first. I'll go back in a few days. Jingyi's father will guess that I want to sell the shop."

Mrs. Mo asked, "What if my son-in-law is worried and asks Jingyi to tell him to sell it directly?"

Mo Chenxi smiled disdainfully, "Jingyi's father... is too concerned about his reputation. He thinks it would be embarrassing for him to intervene in the merchant's affairs. Also, I sold the shop myself, and it was my own free will."

Mo Yuanji snorted, "How come he doesn't feel ashamed of going out to borrow money at high interest?"

Mo Chenxi laughed and said, "He underestimated his mother. He thought she would be frugal with her money. He thought he would be able to pay back the loan within a month, without anyone knowing."

She took out a rough sketch and handed it over. "Since your sister-in-law's family is buying the shop, have her ask her brother to renovate it according to this plan. Move quickly. If it can be used, just change the sign and move everything out. The shop has a backyard, and the tools and staff for making pastries can all live in the backyard first. Make some money before the New Year, and then renovate everything after the New Year."

Mo Yuanji looked at his daughter with admiration. He was not an old-fashioned person who believed that women should stay in the backyard. Such a courageous daughter was the pride of his Mo family.

Mo Chenxi returned to Beijing when the twelfth lunar month was approaching, leaving her children behind and coming back before the New Year. She wanted to free up her hands to do things.

He Wenyan was relieved to see his wife come back. He was blocked by debt collectors every day. Fortunately, the debt collectors did not enter the government office or the He family. He never bowed, smiled, or said nice things to the inferiors. He promised to pay it back at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. He knew that his wife knew about it and would not ignore it.

After Mo Chenxi returned, he went to see Madam Jiang first. Madam Jiang said sarcastically, "You are willing to come back. Jingyi's father said that you are still sick and can't even sit up. I think this won't be a good thing."

Mo Chenxi said, "I used to feel dizzy whenever I sat up, but my father went around asking people for two snow lotus seeds for me. After drinking them for a few days, my dizziness has improved a lot."

When Old Madam Jiang heard this, she thought that snow lotus is a good medicinal herb. There was a concubine in the palace who sent snow lotus to her parents' home.

She immediately smiled and said, "Mom sometimes feels dizzy too."

If she had said this in the past, her daughter-in-law would have said that she would find a way to ask her father to find another one.

Unexpectedly, the daughter-in-law said, "Tell Jingyi's father to find a way to find him. After all, he is now a fifth-rank official and knows a lot of people."

Mrs. Jiang frowned and said nothing. She didn't know what her son was capable of. He could take things from outside the house, but she had never seen him bring things from outside the house.

Bao, who was standing by, glanced at her sister-in-law and thought that since her sister-in-law was ill this time, she would no longer obey her mother-in-law in everything.

If you really want to applaud your sister-in-law, you should talk to your mother-in-law like this.

During the time she has been the housekeeper, she has experienced what her third sister-in-law said: she doesn't even have time to sleep, she is missing this and that, and her mother-in-law is always making trouble and wanting to eat this and that.

She was thinking, why don’t I eat you to death?

He Wenyan had come back to pick up his wife. He was anxious to speak to her privately, but when he saw his mother giving his daughter-in-law a cold look, he quickly interrupted, saying, "Jingyi's mother has been in a carriage all the way. Let her go back and lie down and rest. She might have a dizziness attack..."

Before she could finish, Madam Jiang hurriedly said, "Then go back and lie down." She then whispered, "Other people marry wives and enjoy a peaceful life. Do you really want me, as a mother-in-law, to serve my daughter-in-law?"

Mo Chenxi pretended not to hear and decided to capture He Wenyan first, and then let him deal with his mother.

If she has the energy to make money, would she just fight and argue with an old guy every day like a fighting cock?

As soon as they entered their own courtyard and room, He Wenyan attentively helped his wife to lie on the bed and asked, "Is the shop sold?"

Mo Chenxi looked at him with a half-smile, and He Wenyan blushed. He pretended to reveal it to his daughter unintentionally and asked his daughter to tell his wife. His question showed that he did it on purpose, as he expected his wife to sell the shop.

Mo Chenxi immediately revealed an anxious and worried expression and said, "Jingyi came to me quietly and told me that she was so anxious that she cried. I had to hide this from my parents and couldn't let my parents know. I had no choice but to ask Mama Liao and her husband to sell the shop quietly. They were in such a hurry that they sold it for less than 20%."

He Wenyan felt regretful. What a pity that position was so good.

He bowed solemnly to his wife and said, "Thank you, madam. I will buy you another shop in the future."

Mo Chenxi pretended to be affectionate and said, "Husband and wife are one. No matter how good the shop is, it can't compare to the love between you and me."

She felt like vomiting as she spoke, but there was nothing she could do but coax this idiot into doing her work.

"If my mother wants to ask about that shop in the future, how should I tell her?"

He Wenyan said, "I've made up my mind. I'll tell you that I made a mistake while working at the government office and lost a lot of money. You have no choice but to sell the shop to help me fill the gap."

Mo Chenxi nodded. She also planned to let He Wenyan say this, otherwise her shop would be sold out, and there must be an explanation.

Without the financial support from her shop, the He family's life would be downgraded. They would have to make do with the salaries of the three brothers, and it would be a good opportunity to get rid of those unnecessary extra people.

If you don't have that kind of financial resources, why are you putting on airs?

Madam Jiang is overambitious and incompetent, and she is also a facade. He Wenyan is too obsessed with face and suffers. The second wife pretends to be stupid. The third wife He Wenliang is a smart man, but he is not the boss and cannot be at the forefront of everything. It just so happens that there is a fool like the original body. Who else is willing to put in more effort?

He Wenyan took the silver from his wife and finally paid off the loan, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

With his wife by his side, he doesn't have to worry about finding a solution.

It’s great to have a virtuous wife at home. When I return to the Mo family on the second day of the new year, I will thank my father-in-law very much. It is the Mo family who taught their daughter well.

He did not go to his aunt's house at night. Although he could not show affection to his wife, he still had to express his love as a husband.

Mo Chenxi thought of everything, but she didn't expect that she would have to fulfill her wife's responsibilities and sleep with him.

She didn't want to share a bed with He Wenyan. Firstly, it was dirty, and secondly, there was no love between them.

Seeing He Wenyan's affectionate attitude and him leaning down to show her affection, she felt nauseous and pushed him away to vomit.

He vomited the whole bowl of wontons he had just eaten, and the room suddenly smelled sour and stinky.

Mo Chenxi took out a handkerchief, covered her mouth and said, "I'm sorry, my stomach is not feeling well. My husband should go to my aunt's place to rest first."

He Wenyan almost wanted to vomit when he smelled the smell in the room. Since his wife asked him to go to his aunt's place, then he would go. It was not that he despised his wife for being sick and weak and he, as her husband, was not accompanying her.

Mo Chenxi waited for the servants to clean up the room, opened the window to let the air out, and went back to lie down. She had to think carefully about how to refuse He Wenyan in the future. She couldn't vomit every time, right?

She didn't know that Madam Jiang was also going to give her a sister to share her responsibility of sleeping with him.