The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, most people had left, leaving only a few people to help clean up the dishes.

Just then, someone suddenly shouted, "Look, what is that?"

Everyone looked over and saw a carriage slowly approaching the village gate. This carriage was beautifully decorated, and it was obvious that it was not something that ordinary people could own.

After seeing the crowd, someone immediately jumped off the carriage, walked quickly to the front of the group and asked, "Brother, may I know how to get to Miss Wang Xinyao's house?"

Someone in the crowd immediately recognized the person and said in surprise: "I've seen this person before. He seems to be the owner of Qingnianlou. I heard that their business is very hot. I have wanted to go in and try the food several times, but because I am short of money, I really dare not go in." Hearing this, the others nodded in agreement.

At this time, someone else asked curiously: "But how did he get here? What is his relationship with Sister Xinyao?"

Another person speculated, "Could it be that the mushroom workshop that Sister Xinyao is going to build is to be sold to their restaurant in the future?"

This speculation made everyone excited, and if it was true, their jobs would be more secure.

So, someone enthusiastically showed the way to Shopkeeper Chen. After thanking everyone, Shopkeeper Chen drove the carriage quickly towards Wang Xinyao's new house.

The carriage quickly stopped at the gate of the courtyard. Before Shopkeeper Chen could even enter the courtyard, his cheerful voice rang out: "Miss Wang, congratulations! We're late!"

At the same moment, the carriage curtain gently opened, and a young man in splendid attire stepped out. He was tall and slender, with a handsome face, and his sharp brows and bright eyes exuded a mature and steady demeanor. He was Chen Liangxian, the young master of Qingnianlou. His mature yet handsome appearance instantly caught the attention of the villagers who had not yet left.

At this time, Wang Xinyao was sitting together with the village uncle, Xie Dagang, Xie Daxiong and others, enthusiastically discussing matters related to tomorrow's recruitment.

She looked in the direction where the voice came from, quickly stood up, and said to Xie Zhengyi: "Uncle Village Chief, please make arrangements here first. I have to go and meet Mr. Chen and Manager Chen." After that, she walked quickly towards Chen Liangxian.

"Mr. Chen, Manager Chen, thank you for coming all the way here. It's really hard for you! Please come into the house quickly. Tea and snacks are ready for you to enjoy." As she said this, she made a gesture of invitation, indicating Chen Liangxian to go into the house.

Shopkeeper Chen smiled and said, "It's not hard, it's not hard. How could we not come to congratulate Miss Wang on her new house? It's just that business at the restaurant was so good today that we've been delayed until now."

"Please sit in the inner room." Wang Xinyao raised the corners of her mouth slightly, with a hint of smile on her face. Since the distinguished guests had come, there was no reason to let them stand in the yard.

Xie Xiaogang also came forward to say hello, and immediately took the carriage from Chen Zhanggui. Then, the group slowly walked into the house.

Because there were many people here today, Zhao Haoxuan and Chen Jingyuan took Xie Erhua and Xie Xiaohua to practice in the back yard as usual. Everything in the front yard seemed to have nothing to do with them. Only Xie Dahua was left outside to help.

Xie Dahua is now eleven years old. After Wang Xinyao's nutritional care, her health has improved dramatically. Occasionally, Wang Xinyao adds some spiritual spring water to her meals, which has made her skin as white as snow, her eyebrows as crescent-shaped, her eyes as bright and lively as stars, and her delicate face with soft lines that are truly lovely.

When Wang Xinyao and her group sat around the table, Xie Dahua immediately stepped forward and prepared tea.

The moment he saw Xie Dahua, Chen Liangxian's eyes lit up. He had never imagined that a girl who grew up in a remote village could be so fresh, elegant, and beautiful. At that moment, the young man's heart was moved. He became very interested in Wang Xinyao's family, and at the same time, he thought to himself, "This little girl is so smart and charming, she really deserves to be Miss Wang's family."

"The tea is so sweet!" Chen Liangxian couldn't help but sigh. After he took a sip, he felt refreshed!

Isn't it very sweet? These teas are used for drinking at home or entertaining guests. Did Wang Xinyao secretly take them out from the Lingquan space a few days ago?

"Miss Wang, I'm here today to congratulate you on your new home. However, I don't know what to give you, so I've prepared this humble purse as a token of my appreciation. I hope you'll accept it!" Chen Liangxian then pulled a red bag from his bosom and handed it to Wang Xinyao, adding, "Secondly, on this occasion of your great joy, I've come to present the order. Although we had a verbal agreement before, words alone are not enough. I've come this time to give you peace of mind as you begin production. The two hundred taels in the bag are a bonus, and there are two silver notes worth one thousand taels as a deposit. The price is as we agreed on previously. If you have no objection, we can sign the contract now."

I was so sleepy, someone sent me a pillow. I thought the paper mill would cost a lot of money? Look, the money is here!

Wang Xinyao happily accepted the purse, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. She had been worried about the funds, but she hadn't expected Chen Liangxian to be so forthcoming. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Chen, for your generous gift."

After both parties signed the contract, they sat together and chatted about some specific matters regarding the cooperation. Time passed unnoticed, and it was almost time for dinner. Chen Liangxian and Chen the shopkeeper finally stood up and said goodbye.

At this time, the bustling villagers outside had already dispersed. However, what was surprising was that even though no one had left, the entire venue had been cleaned up and kept in good order.

Thinking that no one else would come, Wang Xinyao called Zhao Haoxuan and others to go out of the backyard to have dinner together. Suddenly, the crisp sound of horse hooves came from far away.

She turned her head curiously and saw a luxuriously decorated carriage slowly stop at the courtyard gate. As soon as the driver stopped the carriage, a nimble girl jumped out and ran towards Wang Xinyao's courtyard. It was Zhao Yue'er, and she arrived at Wang Xinyao's courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Before she even stood still, Zhao Yue'er spoke in rapid succession: "Sister Xinyao, I'm here at last! Today is your housewarming day, why didn't you inform me in advance? I heard the waiter in the store mention this when I was having lunch at Qingnianlou at noon. Oh, you are so mean, you actually kept such an important thing from me!" Before she finished speaking, Zhao Yue'er rushed into the house in a hurry. She is really a straightforward and decisive girl!

Hearing the sudden sound, Chen Jingyuan and Zhao Haoxuan put down their bowls and chopsticks almost at the same time and quickly walked towards the backyard. Their figures passed by like the wind, leaving only their receding backs to Zhao Yue'er who had just reached the door.

Zhao Yue'er happened to catch a glimpse of Zhao Haoxuan's fleeting figure as he left. Instantly, a sense of déjà vu washed over her, and she froze, her feet feeling as if nailed to the ground, unable to move an inch.

Meanwhile, Wang Xinyao spotted Zhao Yue'er standing at the door in a daze. She quickly stepped forward, took her arm affectionately, and said softly, a smile as bright as a spring flower on her face, "Oh, what kind of wind has brought beautiful Sister Yue'er here today? Oh, even my brother-in-law is here with us!"

In a flash, Fang Zhiyuan, the scholar, arrived at the door with steady steps. He smiled and nodded slightly to Wang Xinyao, then turned his gaze to Zhao Yue'er, his eyes full of doting.

"Sister, brother-in-law, have you had dinner yet? I'd like to cook you some delicious dishes right now!" Wang Xinyao asked enthusiastically, her face full of smiles. As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, ready to head into the kitchen to show off her cooking skills.

However, at this moment, Zhao Yue'er was still standing there blankly, the familiar figure just now kept replaying in her mind, her heart full of doubts and confusion.

Fang Zhiyuan immediately replied: "Sister Xinyao, we just came here after dinner. Don't bother, we'll just sit for a while and leave!"

"Sister Xinyao, who was that person who just walked out? I don't know why, but when I looked at that person's back, I felt so familiar!" Zhao Yue'er stared at the door with suspicion, as if she wanted to see the figure again through the door. The doubts in her heart were like the scratches of a cat's claws, and she couldn't let it go, so she asked again unwillingly.

Wang Xinyao smiled and welcomed the couple into the spacious and bright hall. After asking them to sit down in comfortable chairs, she replied calmly, "Oh, sister, don't worry. He's just a martial arts master I invited to teach the children martial arts. He's just an ordinary servant. There's no need to worry about him. Come, come, children, come and meet your aunt and uncle!"

Hearing Shao Niang's call, the three little girls, Xie Dahahua, Xie Erhua and Xie Xiaohua, immediately ran forward a few steps obediently and greeted Zhao Yue'er and her Fang Zhiyuan in unison: "Hello, auntie, hello, uncle!" Their voices were clear and pleasant, as beautiful as the sound of a yellow oriole singing out of a valley.

At this moment, Zhao Yue'er seemed not to hear the children's greetings. She was still immersed in her own thoughts, muttering to herself: "Is it really just a servant? But why does that figure always feel so familiar to me?"

As she muttered, she shook her head gently, as if trying to shake off a certain thought in her mind: "It can't be his, it definitely can't be him, how could he be a servant!"