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

The sun is at its highest in the afternoon.

Because it was winter, the sunlight did not provide much warmth to people, it was just dazzling.

Against the backdrop of sunlight, Chen Xiuxiu in front of him looked as beautiful as a flower.

She looked shy, pretending to take out a handkerchief to cover her face, and greeted him with a smile: "Master Wang~"

The servant beside him quickly moved sideways to make way.

Wang Ye stared at Chen Xiuxiu and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. It was really a good thing for these country folk that such a beautiful girl could appear in such a remote mountain area.

However, thinking about the purpose of his trip, he knew that he couldn't cause trouble outside, so he put aside his thoughts and glanced away.

Seeing him so calm, Chen Xiuxiu thought it was her problem. She bit her lip lightly and then took a step forward.

"Master Wang, your clothes are all dirty. Let me pat them for you."

She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, walked up and patted Wang Ye on the shoulder. If Wang Ze was here at this moment, he would definitely recognize this familiar handkerchief, which was the one he had mercilessly complained about that day.

Wang Ye just stood there without making any other moves.

After brushing the dust off his shoulder, Chen Xiuxiu did not step back. Instead, she took a step forward and whispered in his ear.

"Master Wang, you must be tired after coming all this way here. It's getting late. I happen to have an empty room at home that's very clean. The bedding inside is all new and I haven't had time to use it yet. If you don't mind, you can stay at my house for the night."

The purpose of Wang Ye's trip was to establish a good relationship with Yun Zhenzhen, but now he couldn't even see her, so he might as well ask other people in the village about the specific situation first, so that it would not be too late to make plans for the future.

Wang Ye maintained a dignified look and said calmly, "Okay, since I have nothing to do right now, I'll go with you to your house."

Chen Xiuxiu was overjoyed and immediately walked in front to lead the way, but Wang Ye called her directly to get on the carriage.

As the carriage drove onto the main road at the entrance of the village, it met Yun Zhenzhen who was coming down the mountain.

She recognized it as Wang Ye's carriage. Although it had nothing to do with her, she still kindly asked, "Master Wang, are you going back to the city?"

She followed her gaze inside and saw Chen Xiuxiu sitting in the corner. The look in her eyes made her feel inexplicably guilty and she couldn't help but lower her head.

If we are going back to the city, the girl from the Chen family shouldn't be in the carriage. There must be something strange about this.

This girl had taken a fancy to Jing Ge'er before and came to our house to pester him two or three times, but she never came again after being clearly rejected.

Later, she followed Wang Ze around again. It was said that she was hurt after being ridiculed. She had not been seen in the village recently. Why did she suddenly come here today?

Could it be that the target has changed?

She was too lazy to get involved in this mess and was about to leave. Thinking that the child was Aze's cousin after all, she reminded him, "Young Master Wang is not a child anymore. He has read so many books and should understand the importance of sex separation. There is an innocent girl in the carriage for no reason. Although I don't know where you are going, try not to be alone together to avoid any trouble."

After saying this, she left with the basket on her back.

That’s all I have to say. I have said everything I need to say. As for whether you listen to her or not, it has nothing to do with her.

Chen Xiuxiu in the car nervously grabbed the corner of her clothes. She wanted to explain several times but didn't know what to say.

Wang Ye didn't think too much about it. He looked at the driver and said calmly, "Let's go..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiuxiu immediately smiled and happily discussed the route with the coachman, speaking very quickly, as if she was afraid that the carriage would be a step slower.

Seeing that the girl was not in the carriage, the servant came up to the young master and whispered, "Young Master, I think what Madam Yun said makes sense. Why don't we hurry back to the city to live there? The conditions there will be much better. I'm afraid it won't be good for your reputation to go to an innocent girl's house so late at night."

Although we had some trouble on the road, at least our safety was guaranteed and there were no hidden dangers.

Their Wang family is also a big family in the town. There are many maids in the family who want to get into the young master's bed. He is only fifteen years old and he has already married a village girl.

Ever since the young lady came into the family, he had witnessed what it meant when poor and remote areas produced unruly people. Every few days, a poor relative would come to his house to beg for money.

He is going to stay at the village girl's house again today. If something happens, he is really afraid that his master will beat him to death when he returns home.

Wang Ye didn't care and said coldly: "This little girl is a bit interesting, but she is just a village girl. Let's go and see how big a thing she can do."

Seeing this, the servant could only give up.

Yun Zhenzhen returned home, packed up her things and prepared to check the accounts. She put on a blue jacket and took a walk around the workshop. Then she called Xiao'e and Wanniang and returned home with the newly made blanket.

She sat at the head of the table, while Wanniang and Xiao'e sat on her left and right respectively. They spread a layer of clean cloth on the table and then placed all the woven blankets on it.

Xiao Nan had already ground the ink on the side. Yun Zhenzhen then opened the account book that had been bound into a booklet, listened to the two people dictating, and dipped the ink in the paper to prepare for recording.

"Qin Xiulan, one ripple blanket and one plain cloak, acceptable."

"Zhang Guilan, one water ripple blanket and two water ripple cloaks, passed."

"Cloud, two water ripple cloaks, one water ripple blanket, passed."

"..."

Most of the aunts in the village are illiterate, but they are not stupid. When each of them hands in the blankets they made, they will make a small mark on it to make it easier for several people to identify them.

For example, Mrs. Qin would put a piece of orchid grass from her doorstep into the fabric, while Yun Duo would wrap the wool into the shape of a cloud and then tie it at a corner.

There are few people in the workshop now, so we can do this. Otherwise, when we hire more people in the future, they won’t be able to remember.

So Yun Zhenzhen planned to teach the aunts how to count and read after the workshop was no longer busy, which would make it easier for them to do the accounting.

It is urgent to improve the knowledge level of the whole village!

"Yang Youfen, one water ripple blanket and one water ripple cloak, passed..."

Yun Zhenzhen dipped her small wooden brush in ink and was about to draw a horizontal line under Aunt Yang's name when she suddenly heard Wanniang call out, "Hey, wait a minute!"

The two people in the room looked up at her, puzzled: "What's the matter?"

I saw Wanniang fold up Aunt Yang's blanket and put it aside, then found someone else's blanket and folded it up, comparing the two, and finally grabbed them in her hands and lifted them up.

"This...I don't feel right. Why does it feel like Aunt Yang's blanket is lighter than others?"

Xiao E also walked over and took the blanket in her hands to weigh it, but she looked a little unsure: "Is this... a big difference? Why do I feel like there isn't much difference?"

Yun Zhenzhen walked over and took Aunt Yang's blanket in her hand to examine it carefully. The stitches were very tight, even better than most people's blankets in the workshop.

If you don't look closely, you really can't see it. Then she spread both blankets flat on the table and compared them, and then she found a clue.

Aunt Yang's blanket was actually a fingernail shorter than others. The difference was not obvious and the weight was about the same. If Wan Niang had not been careful enough, she would have been fooled.