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

Outside the old house.

There was a long queue outside. Not only aunts, but also some children and men were ready to come and sign up. Although they could not do delicate work such as weaving, they were good at physical work such as starching and beating.

They also want to ask whether they will be recruiting for this purpose at that time.

Old Mrs. Qin placed a long table at the door and interviewed each person one by one. She couldn't write, so she called Awen over.

"I'm the wife of Qin Datou from the village entrance. You should know me." An aunt sat down at the table and spoke a little nervously, "In the early years, I also went to the town to find embroidery work. Although I have done less work in recent years, the basic skills are still there. If you choose me, I guarantee that you will get the hang of it quickly..."

"What's it called?"

Awen sat aside and prepared to register.

"My child's name is Dashuanzi, you can just call me Dashuan mother." The woman said happily.

Old Lady Qin instructed, "I'm not talking about your nickname. There are so many people called Dashuanzi. You should write your real name, your actual name from childhood to adulthood."

This was a note that Yun Zhenzhen had just told her. When registering, everyone's original name must be recorded. If everyone was addressed by so-and-so's mother or so-and-so's surname, there would be too many people with the same name.

Dashuaniang thought for a moment before speaking: "My real name is Chen Lanhua, so I'll just write that."

She felt a little embarrassed to say the name she hadn't used for a long time, as if she had gone back to the time when she was not married.

At that time, she was also a little girl in the family, the daughter of her own parents, without parents-in-law, without a man, and without children, living a free and easy life every day...

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered that she had not been back to see her parents for a long time. Now she was surrounded by her family, husband, and children, and had no time of her own. She would go back to her parents' home when she was free for a while.

When they heard that Old Lady Qin was going to write her original name, many of the aunts in the queue quieted down.

Their real names brought back their memories to many years ago, to their own girlhood.

For a moment, everyone rushed to say their names...

"My name is Yun Xiaoduo, and I'm from Yunjia Village."

"My name is Chen Yueyue."

"My name is Chen Lai Di."

"My name is……"

Old Lady Qin calmed the aunts down and recorded them one by one. After the registration was completed, she took the book to discuss the final number of places with Yun Zhenzhen.

In the Yun family’s new house.

Yun Zhenzhen put all the cabinets in place and wiped them again with a rag. The children stayed in their rooms and did not come out.

Aunt Zhao came over to cook dinner tonight. After work in the afternoon, she had nothing to do at home so she thought of coming over to help. The dishes were not very complicated, but there were still several.

It's winter now, and it's getting dark earlier and earlier.

Yun Zhenzhen walked into the yard and called every child out to eat.

"I'm coming." Xiao Nan rushed out quickly, hugged Yun Zhenzhen's waist, and rubbed against her several times: "Mom, what are we eating tonight?"

"I've been too busy during the day, so Aunt Zhao is helping me cook today. We'll eat whatever she cooks, and you're not allowed to be picky." Yun Zhenzhen touched her little head lovingly.

"I know, I know." Xiao Nan nodded repeatedly.

She had eaten Aunt Zhao's cooking before. Although it was not as delicious as her mother's, it was much better than wild vegetable porridge. She was not a picky eater.

A group of people crowded into the main room, and no one noticed that during this time, two sneaky figures quietly climbed into the inner room after they left.

Compared to Yun Zhenzhen's more modern cooking method of adding oil, meat and seasonings, Aunt Zhao's cooking style is unique to ancient times.

The meat was only slightly flavored, and the other dishes were a lot of vegetables. The overall taste was bland and I couldn't taste any other flavors.

The advantage is that it is light, delicious and not irritating, but the disadvantage is that it is not very appetizing.

Yun Zhenzhen had been cooking for a while, and the children at home had become picky eaters. Now, each of them puts down their chopsticks after eating a big bowl of rice.

If this was Yun Zhenzhen's cooking, everyone would have to try it at least once.

The contrast is obvious.

"Oh, the food I cooked is not very tasty and no one has much appetite." Aunt Zhao touched her head a little embarrassedly.

Yun Zhenzhen smiled and said, "It's quite delicious. The children must have eaten too many snacks in the afternoon. Their stomachs are bloated now, so they didn't eat much."

Aunt Zhao knew that Yun Zhenzhen was trying to save her face, so she said excitedly, "How about I learn how to cook from Yun Sister when I have time? Even if I can't make food as delicious as yours, it'll be fine if it's better."

Old man Zhao standing by quickly nodded in agreement.

Aunt Zhao glared at him and said, "I knew you, an old man, would dislike my cooking. I've been cooking for you for decades. Don't even think about eating from now on."

Old man Zhao's hand, which was holding his rice, froze in the air. It was neither a nod nor a shake of the head.

Yun Zhenzhen was a little amused and helpless.

She didn't get involved. Aunt Zhao and her husband had a good way of getting along. Although they said unpleasant things, they cared about each other deep down.

Perhaps, this is what the older generation calls an old couple.

At the big dining table, the children were laughing and playing. At this moment, everyone was feeling this beautiful moment in their hearts.

Until a few crisp dog barks broke the silence.

Yun Zhenzhen was the first to stand up. "That's Dashan and Xiaoshan's voices. They don't usually yell. Did something happen?"

Several people turned around and ran out the door.

Qin Li was faster than her and was the first to reach Dashan and Xiaoshan.

The two dogs were lying in a room, whimpering and struggling to get up.

Yun Zhenzhen's breath was caught.

Is someone coming home?

When they walked into the inner room, they saw that the originally spacious and tidy room was like it had been swept by a strong wind. The clothes in the closet were thrown to the ground, and all the small cabinets were searched. Even the boxes for miscellaneous items were not spared, and the contents were spread out on the ground.

Yun Zhenzhen went over to look for it.

Sure enough, the locked cash box was gone!

A thief broke into the house. He sneaked in while they were eating in the main room and rummaged through everything. He finally took away the money box. There was no trace of a lock on the ground, so he must have taken it away with the lock.

Ning Shan stepped forward and said, "Stay home and don't run around. I'll go chase the thief."

After giving a brief explanation, he quickly slipped out.

"Mom..." Xiao Nan looked at him and her eagerly, wanting to help.

"Trust your master, he can do it." She stroked the little girl's face gently: "Let's wait a while. If he doesn't come back after a while, we will report him to the police directly."