Stepmother in charge: Making a fortune through farming and raising her children to fight back

Soon, a lot of villagers gathered outside Yun Zhenzhen's yard.

Some people have reserved the stone mill, and many people come to watch the fun.

"Oh, these stone mills are so well made! The villagers are so lucky! They can finish threshing in less than five days."

"Who said it wasn't? Luckily, I was smart. When the village chief asked, I said that we could all pool our money to buy one, and then we would take turns to use it."

Everyone was discussing the matter happily, but there was also someone who didn't have much food left at home and didn't sign up to buy a stone mill, who spoke up a little sourly.

"Don't be too happy too soon. We've hired a master chef in town to do this. Who knows how much it'll cost, plus the cost of materials. Whether you pay for it or not is another matter. This guy is not a fool, he can't just give it away for free."

It was Aunt Yang from the village entrance. She and Aunt Fugui were cousins ​​and married to Qinjia Village together. She had often joined Aunt Fugui in mocking Yun Zhenzhen for being a widow.

As soon as these words were spoken, a timid person from a poor family said, "Madam Yun, could you please ask Young Master Wang how much this stone mill costs? Let's see if our families can come up with the money."

Everyone knew that Wang Ze was the son of the neighboring county magistrate, so not many villagers dared to talk to him, for fear of offending him accidentally.

Before Yun Zhenzhen could say anything, Wang Ze stepped forward and said, "Don't worry, I asked someone I know to make this. The price is not high, only a hundred coins each."

This was already the maximum friendly price he could offer, and even for this, he still had to put in a lot of money.

Yun Zhenzhen didn't expect it to be so cheap. This young master didn't choose to take advantage of the situation, which shows that he is not a bad person at heart.

Everyone was relieved when they heard that they could buy the farm tools for only one hundred copper coins. A family could still afford it by pooling twenty cents.

Everyone came forward to surround Wang Ze and thank him. Those who lived nearby ran back to get a few eggs or some corn, and some homemade dry food and put them on Wang Ze's carriage.

"Young Master Wang is truly amazing! He truly lives up to being the County Magistrate's son. He immediately helped our entire village resolve a major problem."

"That's right, Master Wang. I got you some eggs. Don't be disgusted by them. Take them home and cook them. They will nourish your body."

"And I have some homemade pancakes. They're delicious, just as good as the ones in the town's restaurants. Master, keep some for yourself on the way back."

"..."

Wang Ze looked uncomfortable, but he couldn't refuse. It was not the first time for him to be the center of attention, but it was the first time for him to feel such sincere enthusiasm.

Slowly, a smile appeared on his face.

With the help of the stone mill, all the wheat in the village was threshed in a short time.

For the next period of time, the villagers relied on these hundreds of kilograms of wheat for all their food, clothing, and daily necessities.

Yun Zhenzhen took Wang Ze to deliver stone mills to each household and collect money.

There are only a few children left at home.

Yun Jing was reviewing yesterday's arithmetic with a few children when suddenly, a person appeared at the gate of the yard, peeking inside.

Xiao Nan was reciting his lessons while shaking his head when he saw Chen Xiuxiu standing shyly at the door. This sister was wearing a bright red skirt and a bright silk flower on her head, which made her already pretty face look even more lovely.

This sister is so pretty that Xiao Nan is a little fascinated by her.

But why does she keep staring at her cousin?

Seeing that Yun Zhenzhen was not at home, Chen Xiuxiu gradually became bolder and walked straight in.

She saw Yun Jing reading a book, and washing vegetable leaves with his free hand. Even the coarse linen clothes he wore could not hide his elegance.

Chen Xiuxiu's face turned even redder.

He is worthy of being the youngest student in the area. The peasants in the village can't compare to him.

"Cousin Yun, how can you do the housework? Leave it to me and you just focus on your studies..."

Yun Jing looked at the figure that suddenly rushed in and subconsciously took a step back: "Miss Chen, this won't do. You have to do your own things. Besides, you and I are not related, so I can't ask you to help me."

"What are you talking about?" Chen Xiuxiu took another step forward. "I'm used to doing work, unlike you, who are a scholar. You shouldn't be doing these chores. Aunt Qin is really making things difficult for a child like you..."

Seeing that she was getting more and more outrageous, Yun Jing immediately scolded her: "Shut up, my aunt is so good to me, I don't need a stranger like you to judge her."

There was a frosty look on his face, which frightened Chen Xiuxiu so much that she immediately fell silent.

"Also, I'm not your cousin. Don't call me that in the future. There's nothing between us. It's not good to cause misunderstandings."

"Then...then what should I call you? Look, my aunt and your aunt are sisters-in-law. It should be right for me to follow my cousins ​​and call you cousin." Chen Xiuxiu said with a red face: "If you...if you feel that this name is a bit distant and you don't like it, I can change it and call you...Yun...Brother Yun, okay?"

Yun Jing: "..."

Qin Wen and Qin Nan: "......"

Even they could tell that their cousin didn't want to have anything to do with her, so why didn't she understand?

Qin Wen remembered his mother's instructions, took a deep breath and said, "Miss Chen, we are going to look for mother. The yard is locked now. You should go out first."

As Qin Wen spoke, he walked towards her. Chen Xiuxiu didn't want to bump into him, so she could only walk out of the yard. But when she turned around again, the gate of the yard was closed tightly with a "bang".

Chen Xiuxiu was locked outside the yard. Her face flushed red with anger and she stamped her feet: "Humph, you really don't know what's good for you..."

As she said this, she walked towards the old house, ready to discuss a plan with her aunt.

When passing by the edge of the field, she found a luxurious carriage parked in the middle of the road. She suppressed her curiosity and stood aside to watch.

After a while, Wang Ze's figure appeared in sight.

She recognized at a glance that this was the noble young man she had seen at Yun Zhenzhen's house last time.

My aunt said that he was the son of the magistrate of the next-door county, and a young official. Speaking of which, with her looks, she would be worthy of such a man.

Chen Xiuxiu stared at him intently, and the long robe made his temperament even more outstanding. Wang Ze happened to turn around, and their eyes met in an instant.

He stopped getting into the carriage and hooked his finger at her with interest.

Chen Xiuxiu's face flushed red, and she quickly lowered her head to adjust her skirt, but she kept walking towards that direction. She knew that with her looks and this new dress, even the county magistrate's son would be fascinated by her.

When she becomes an official's wife in the future, she will look down on Yun Jing, a poor scholar.

She walked over with a red face and pretended to be pretentious as she took out a handkerchief to wipe her face.

When Wang Ze saw her coming, he said jokingly, "Your handkerchief is quite peculiar."

When Chen Xiuxiu heard him praising her, she quickly said eagerly, "This is a mandarin duck handkerchief I embroidered myself. It's the only one in the whole village. If Master Wang likes it, feel free to take it."

As she spoke, she handed over the handkerchief with a shy look on her face.