Divorcing your wife might feel good for a moment, but seeing me make money will make you regret it f

Xiangxiu added some hot water to the teapot and kindly reminded her:

"Madam, don't wait any longer. Miss must be tired on her first day home."

They're probably all resting now, so you should have some food and get some rest as well. The young lady will definitely come to see you tomorrow.”

"You scoundrel! You're truly a motherless wretch, so utterly ignorant of manners!"

Bringing those uncouth country bumpkins home is one thing, but they don't even come to pay their respects to their grandmother first.

As Madam Cui spoke, she grew angrier and angrier. Looking around, she angrily threw the teapot on the table to the ground.

Xiangxiu, as was her habit, called for the maidservant who was serving outside to clean, then went to the old lady's side to massage her back, and slowly said:

"Madam, I heard that Miss's foster mother is now doing business with the young master, and the workshop is located in the courtyard on the east side of the street."

"This young lady's behavior is so arrogant and ill-mannered; perhaps her adoptive mother is backing her up..."

"Ha." The old lady sneered, "What right does a country bumpkin have to partner with our Cui family in business? It's just that the young master is giving her preferential treatment."

"Such a lack of self-awareness suggests I must teach her how to conduct herself in society."

"The old lady is wise; not everyone is fortunate enough to receive her guidance."

Xiangxiu seemed to have been prepared, and she continued:

"I've found out today that there's a girl named Daya in that workshop. Her fiancé is looking for work. Why don't you give him a chance, Madam?"

Old Madam Cui cast an approving glance at Xiangxiu:

"You're so thoughtful. I wish my son cared for me half as much as you do."

I know you've suffered these past years following me; I know how you've felt.

If the old man comes home for the New Year this year, I'll take it upon myself to give you to him as a concubine.

Xiangxiu was overjoyed, and her face flushed red with embarrassment: "This servant will leave it to the old lady to decide."

After waiting for so many years, she finally had the chance to have her wish fulfilled.

So what if she's a concubine? As long as she can get close to him, she's willing to be nameless and without status.

……

The next day, Cui Yifeng excitedly prepared to take his younger sister on a tour of the Cui residence.

As soon as they arrived outside Zhenzhen's room, they saw that Xu Qing and his group were already dressed and ready to go out.

“Perfect timing, godmother, maternal grandmother, and younger sister. Shall I take you on a tour of our home and the city today?” Cui Yifeng said with a smile.

"Thank you for your hospitality. Now that I have paid my respects to... Mother, I plan to return to Xu Family Village."

Cui Yifeng stood there, stunned. He had thought that after their heart-to-heart talk last night, his sister would be willing to stay by his side.

He asked somewhat anxiously, "But what is it that my sister is not satisfied with? Tell me, and I will definitely correct it."

Moreover, my uncle wrote that he will be back from his holiday in a few days and would like to see you. Would it be alright for you to stay at home for a while, sister?

"No, my godmother and the others are living very comfortably, but I still want to go back. There's nothing here that I'd like to stay for."

Zhenzhen spoke bluntly, and Cui Yifeng was momentarily at a loss for how to persuade her to stay.

He stubbornly stood in the middle of the road and refused to move, looking at Zhenzhen with a wronged expression.

He finally found his younger sister and wanted to make up for the years he had neglected her and repay his mother for her kindness.

The one-armed beggar had the least patience for Cui Yifeng.

He was initially worried that Zhenzhen would be deceived by this ungrateful wretch and stay in the ruthless Cui family.

To everyone's surprise, Zhenzhen said this morning that she wanted to go back to Xujia Village, and the one-armed beggar couldn't wait to leave.

Seeing Cui Yifeng blocking the road, he said irritably, "Get out of the way, stop dawdling like a woman."

Xu Qing smiled and said, "Young Master Cui, you said back then that Zhenzhen would come back whenever she wanted. What, are you going back on your word now?"

Cui Yifeng was stunned for a moment. Had he said that?

At the time, all he was thinking about was how to make his little sister come back with him. He didn't really think about what he said; he just subconsciously said whatever would make his little sister happy.

They really shot themselves in the foot!

"No, no, sister, if you want to go back, then go back. But if I miss you, can I come to see you?"

Zhenzhen nodded slightly.

Cui Yifeng became happy again, as if he had received something he loved.

"Take some gifts home with you. Zhenzhen didn't like those yesterday, so I'll get you some more..."

"No need for that. Didn't you give me the seal? Money is all we need. We'll be leaving right away."

Zhenzhen didn't want to say anything more to Cui Yifeng, so she interrupted him: "You'd better get out of the way."

Cui Yifeng had no choice but to move aside at a snail's pace and ordered the maid beside him, "Hurry up and bring the sedan chair over, can't you see that Miss is about to go out!"

After bidding a reluctant farewell to Xu Qing and his group, Cui Yifeng dropped his act of feigning ignorance.

He stared intently at Zhenzhen's retreating figure, secretly making a vow.

Sister, I will definitely make you come back willingly.

After I finish what my uncle asked me to do, I'll have time to come see you...

After leaving the Cui family, Xu Qing and his group did not return directly to Xu Family Village, but instead led everyone to the workshop first.

She's going to check how the sales have been these past few days.

This is also why she sent Xu Gong.

Xu Gong is literate and can write. She asked Xu Gong to record how much milk tea Aunt Zhao and the others made each day.

Sales were handled by Cui Yifeng, but he still needed to have a clear understanding of business matters himself.

Upon arriving at the workshop, Xu Gong was somewhat shocked to see his whole family there and asked, "Mother, you've actually decided to move?"

Wen slapped him across the face: "Speak properly to me!"

Xu Qing briefly explained to his second brother and stated his purpose.

Xu Gong pretended to be mysterious and asked Xu Qing to guess that not many milk teas were being sold in the prefectural city each day.

Xu Qing mentally assessed the situation and tentatively asked, "Shares?"

Xu Gong shook his head.

Xu Qing: "Is it too much or too little?"

Xu Gong: "Too few."

"Uncle, stop keeping us in suspense! Tell us already so Mom can take us to the city sooner. Grandma, Sister Zhenzhen, and I have never been here before!"

Xu Baobao complained with great dissatisfaction.

They'll be taking the boat back at noon, so they don't have much time left!

Mrs. Wen glared at her youngest son, who had no sense of propriety at all; he was so inconsiderate.

Xu Gong didn't dare to face his mother, so he flicked his finger at Xu Baobao's forehead:

"I think you've been spoiled by your grandma. Children aren't allowed to interrupt adults. Your uncle and your mother are having a serious talk."

"You guys can go have fun first, and we can meet up at the pier later."

Xu Baobao covered her forehead and complained to Madam Wen, "Grandma, look at my uncle! He hit me! Waaaaah..."

Xu Qing thought that the one-armed beggar had also lived in the prefectural city before, and was more familiar with it than she was.

"Why don't you leave Beibei here with me, and let Daju take you around first, but don't go too far?"

"I'll come back to find you in about fifteen minutes, and then we'll go shopping together again."

She had intended to go find them later, but then she remembered that there were no cell phones in this era.

The prefectural city is so big, unlike Datong town, which only has a few streets. Where is she supposed to find it?

She had no choice but to change her mind and ask them to come back and pick her up.

Xu Zhenzhen, Xu Baobao, and Wen Shi were all very happy, only the one-armed beggar had a dark face.

"I'd rather you call me a beggar than hear you call me Daju!"