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

Rongjia Cloth Spinning.

The dozens of blankets Yun Zhenzhen had just sent over were sold out within the next day after they were restocked.

Zhang Ronger, who had previously pre-ordered a blanket from the store, also sent someone to deliver a message saying that there were new capes, gloves, scarves, etc., and asked if he wanted any.

As soon as these words were spoken, servants from many families rushed over to grab the goods.

Although most people just want to try it out for fun at first, people who have used it for a while say that it is really good and not expensive.

It is a small, fluffy, soft and thin blanket in my hand. It is as warm as a mink coat, but it is also very attractive. It is so comfortable to put it on while sitting in a teahouse, drinking tea and reading.

So when they heard there was a new product, those who had bought it before came back to buy it. Not only the ladies, but even the masters wanted it when they saw it.

After all, when going out to discuss business in winter, you want to dress more elegantly.

In winter, wealthy families in the county love to go out with a few friends to watch the first snow.

In the past few days since the beginning of winter, it has been a very pleasant experience to sit in a small pavilion, brew tea by the fire, and watch the first snow fall in the cool breeze.

As the breeze blew, the person organizing the garden party happily donned a pink cloak and introduced it to the astonished eyes of the others, "This is a new product from Rongjia Textiles. There are only a few dozen of them in the entire county—no, no, in the entire world. The demand is so high that it's hard to buy. It's truly something money can't buy."

After saying it casually like this, everyone else remembered it: Rongjia Textile, new cloak, good stuff, buy it!

If there are two people present wearing cloaks, the competition will enter the second stage.

More than accessories, more exquisite.

The tassels embellished on it are just the basic ones; there are also various exquisite lapels, peony sachet lapels and other patterns.

No matter how pretty it is, the wooden and pink cloak is decorated with an exquisite and gorgeous atmosphere.

……

the next day.

Qin Yun's workshop entered a busy working phase again.

Everyone was busy with their work because a lot of new people were recruited in the past two days, and they encouraged my aunt to help teach, so the workshop became much more lively.

Aunt Ma, who had previously suspected that the wool yarn Yun Zhenzhen gave them was short in weight, was also among them.

Originally, Old Lady Qin didn't want to let her in, but there were not enough people, and Aunt Ma's craftsmanship was really good. She also repeatedly assured that she would never complain about Yun Zhenzhen, nor would she cause trouble in the workshop.

Only then did Old Lady Qin give her a chance.

Anyway, everyone who came in signed a contract, so she wouldn't dare to have any bad thoughts.

Although this man was a bit clumsy, his weaving skills were truly amazing. In less than half an hour, he had learned all the existing techniques in the workshop.

Still thinking of new ideas on his own.

Yun Zhenzhen was watering the vegetables in the backyard. The water in the water tank was used up. She was about to go to the well to fetch water when the aunts from the workshop happened to be passing by after work. A group of people stood on the side of the road and started chatting.

"Oh, Sister Yun, the meat you sent yesterday was great! The kids at home are all begging for it. It just so happens that they went up the mountain to dig some mustard greens today, so we can make dumplings stuffed with them when we get home tonight."

"It's the same at my house, but we can't bear to eat the white flour at home, so we can only use it to make buns with brown rice filling. We chop the meat and mix it with cabbage and chives. We can make dozens of big buns with it. The children can't get enough."

Yun Zhenzhen watched them talking about family matters with a smile on her face. At this moment, a sound of wailing suddenly came from the village entrance.

The aunties in the village are all experts at eating melons. When they heard the sound, they knew there was something good to watch. Aunt Zhao took the lead, and a group of people ran over there noisily.

After a while, Aunt Zhao's voice came: "I think it's Aunt Fugui who's back. She's crying at the door of Wang Fugui's house. I don't know what she's up to. Come over and take a look."

Yun Zhenzhen went home and put down the bucket, then followed him to the open space in front of Wang Fugui's house. His house was right at the entrance of the village, and there was a large open space outside, which was already crowded with people.

Seeing her slow pace, Aunt Zhao pulled her to the center of the crowd and said, "You can't see anything from outside. Follow me and you'll see clearly."

Right in the middle of the courtyard gate, Aunt Fugui was standing by, pulling a woman's thigh and shouting in panic, "Mom, I've divorced him. We won't go looking for him... Let's go back, Mom... Please..."

Aunt Fugui's surname is Chen. She is from Chenjia Village. She grew up with her mother and has two younger brothers. She and Wang Fugui have no children, and she did not bring any dowry when she married into the family, so she was divorced completely.

After that incident, the villagers openly ostracized her. She could no longer survive in Qinjia Village, so she had to return to her parents' home to make a living.

The woman being held by Aunt Fugui at this time was her biological mother, Mrs. Chen San from Chenjia Village.

Mrs. Chen San grabbed her hand and yelled, "Mother is here, what are you afraid of? I came here today to seek justice for you. Hurry up and stand up, don't embarrass me."

"I...I won't go, Mom. I've already divorced him." Aunt Fugui, seeing she couldn't pull him away, sat down on the ground and said, "Just listen to your daughter. Can't we just go back?"

"go back?"

Mrs. Chen San sneered, "Why should we go back? My daughter has been working like a slave for him for so many years, and he just divorces her without saying anything. Where can I put my face?"

"You are kind-hearted. You actually went home obediently."

Hearing this, the people around started chattering non-stop.

"What's going on? She did such a shameless thing, and yet she refused to let others divorce her. Doesn't this Third Mrs. Chen know about this?"

"Look at her like this... maybe she doesn't know."

"This Aunt Fugui is really something. She not only doesn't explain it clearly when she goes back, but also hides it."

"How can I tell my own mother about such an embarrassing thing? I would rather die than just hit my head against the wall."

"Yes, she is capable of such shameful things..."

Mrs. Chen ignored the gossip around her and shouted directly at Wang Fugui's door: "If you are a man, come out here right now. My daughter has been following you for several years. What gives you the right to divorce her and send her home now?"

Wang Fugui was in the house and heard the nonsense outside. He was also very troubled and could only open the door.

"Auntie Chen, I respect you by calling you that. Didn't your daughter tell you what she did? In the past, she would have been thrown into a pig cage for those awful things she did."

Old Mrs. Chen's face froze. Her daughter did not tell her the specific reason when she returned. She only said that Wang Fugui had abandoned her and wanted to divorce her after making money outside, and she was not allowed to take anything with her.

But he could not lose the battle, and he could not lose in momentum. Moreover, he had a big handle in his hand. What was there to worry about? Today, Wang Fugui had to invite his daughter back in peace.