My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

When Wang returned home, she embellished the story and told Zhou Qingshan how wealthy Yang Fenglan and her son were in the city.

“Mrs. Yang is weak-willed and has been thinking of you all these years. You are also the father of the child. As long as you step forward, she will definitely give you money, and she might even give you the shop.”

“Qingshan, think about it. A shop that can earn several taels of silver a month will ensure our family’s livelihood. You can live in a nice house with Wan’er and the children.”

Zhou Qingshan was worried that Yang would not be able to tolerate Lin Wan'er and the child.

Wang said, "You are her man, so your child is his child. How can you not tolerate it?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Guihua thought that if Zhou Qingshan got his hands on Yang Fenglan's shop, wouldn't she also benefit from it? Even if she didn't benefit from it, getting rid of this family who did nothing but eat would save her a lot of trouble.

So they joined Wang in speaking well of Yang Fenglan.

Zhou Qingshan dared not let Lin Wan'er know that he had been married before. He kept her around so that he could continue to curry favor with her father and make a comeback in the future.

But in the village, it's inevitable that someone will let it slip. These past few days, he's been planning how to tell his wife that he was married before and then divorced.

However, now that Wang has said this, the news of the divorce cannot be released. If Yang finds out that he also wants a divorce, then the shop will be out of his reach.

Zhou Qingshan was in a complete mess.

His wife, used to a comfortable life, was not happy living in the village and constantly caused him trouble.

He was also irritable.

After much deliberation, for the sake of his wife and children, Zhou Qingshan decided to swallow his pride and speak kindly to Yang Shi. He figured it wouldn't be too late to send the news of a divorce after he got the money.

Two days later, Xiao Qingshan dressed himself up nicely and went into the city.

With so many new things added, Yang Fenglan was too busy to handle everything, so she asked Zhou Jingyi to bring Xu Yingying over to help, so she wouldn't just be a hands-off manager.

Zhou Jingyi was happy to do this, so he set off overnight and caught Xu Yingying in the city before noon the next day.

It was a job that earned money, so even if Xu Yingying was lazy, she had no choice but to do it.

When she's not doing anything, she acts like a spoiled young lady, arrogant but not annoying.

Yang Fenglan discovered that the children all liked her very much, and the adults were also willing to spoil her.

Now, even Zhou Jingyi, who used to despise her the most, seems to be indulging her a bit.

"Hehe." Yang Fenglan suddenly laughed out loud while roasting chestnuts.

Xu Yingying stood with her arms crossed, leaning against the door. "What are you laughing at? Missing men?"

"I missed you. You've come at the perfect time. Come on, let's switch hands, my hands are sore."

"I knew you couldn't handle it, you weakling, get out of the way and let me do it."

"Alright, alright, you idiot, you come here."

"Damn it, no swearing allowed."

The two were bickering in the kitchen when Zhou Jingyi returned with water and overheard them, unable to suppress a laugh.

Zhou Jingwei, who was minding the shop in front, suddenly ran in and said, "Mom, a strange uncle has come."

"Strange uncle? What does he do?" Yang Fenglan asked.

"I don't know. The first thing he asked me for was your name. I didn't know if he was a bad person, so I didn't tell him."

“Interesting, let’s go take a look. Nephew, you take charge of the cooking.” Xu Yingying threw the spatula directly to Zhou Jingyi.

Zhou Jingyi reluctantly took on this arduous task.

Xu Yingying took Yang Fenglan's arm and went out, where they saw a person dressed plainly but with a different kind of temperament standing by the door.

He raised his chin, looking up at the sky with a melancholy expression.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he moved slightly but didn't turn around; instead, he raised his chin even higher.