Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

"Madam, I..."

"No need to explain, I know what you mean." The woman raised her hand to interrupt the boy's attempt to explain, and continued, "I love you and I don't object to what you're doing, but everything has its limits. I think you know better than me what you should and shouldn't do."

"You'll need to be involved in many things in town from now on; no one can stay out of it."

"Madam, Mingyu will never let you down."

He stood up and bowed to the woman. He was a smart man, and he understood the meaning behind it immediately.

A smile touched the boy's fair, rosy cheeks, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

When he smiles, the air around him seems to become much warmer.

The woman raised her hand and gently patted the boy's slightly thin shoulder, whispering, "Smile more in the future, don't act like a little old man at such a young age."

"You have a beautiful smile."

"it is good."

Meng Tong had no idea that his well-intentioned reminder had created a smiling tiger.

After spending the morning at the brick kiln, Meng Tong had lunch and then left the yard, while Lu Chuan and his men got to work.

There are quite a few collapsed houses in the town. Their main task now is to clear away the collapsed debris before they can move on to the next step.

Having made clear arrangements for everyone, Meng Tong then became a hands-off manager, strolling leisurely along the newly renovated street, while the woman would occasionally stop to observe.

My mind is racing, figuring out what to do with these places in the future!

Before she knew it, she had arrived at the entrance of the relief center. Meng Tong thought of the family in the basement.

Mingyu and the others had told her before that the family had moved out of the basement and was temporarily living with them.

Meng Tong has been here for so long but hasn't encountered it once. It seems she'll have to ask Ming Yu when she gets back.

Looking up at the clean signboard, Meng Tong took two steps forward and gently pushed the closed door.

The door wasn't locked and opened with a gentle push. Meng Tong lifted her skirt and stepped inside.

Unlike the dilapidated tables, chairs, benches, and wooden planks that were covered in a thick layer of dust before, what came into view was clean and tidy, with not even a speck of dust on the ground.

It seems they've already cleaned it.

After walking around the hall, Meng Tong headed straight for the backyard, where he unexpectedly encountered the old man he hadn't seen in a long time.

He was looking down, fiddling with something, when he heard the noise behind him. Without turning around, he said, "Why are you back? Didn't Wu Biao and the others assign you any tasks today?"

"..."

There was no response. A faint fragrance wafted in the air. The old man's eyes, hidden under his eyelids, widened slightly. He then turned and met Meng Tong's gaze.

One lowered his eyes and the other looked up. After three seconds, the old man hurriedly stood up and bowed to the woman.

But as soon as he lowered his head, Meng Tong stopped him with her hand.

She took the old man's arm and asked with a smile, "Are you drying herbs?"

"...Yes, madam, why did you suddenly come here? Is it for medicine...?"

"No, no." Waving his hand, Meng Tong quickly explained, "I came to town today on some business and just happened to be passing by, so I thought I'd stop by to see you."

Helping the old man sit down, Meng Tong casually squatted down and glanced at the herbs in the winnowing basket.

It's commonly used to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis.

"Is Madam feeling any better? Would you like me to take your pulse?"

"I'm much better now. Thanks to your medicine, I haven't had nightmares for a long time. I sleep very comfortably every day."

"That's good."

Touching his long, white beard, the old man wore a gratified expression, but what he truly wanted to say was hidden beneath his words.

The air was a little awkward for a moment. Neither of them spoke first, and they just chatted casually about everyday things.

"My apprentice Yu Feng returned not long ago. He said that someone saved him once in the mountains. I think that person was probably Madam!"

"Yes, it was indeed me, but I only assisted Lu Chuan. It was Brother Chuan who mainly saved him."

Meng Tong spoke out without any attempt to hide it.

She was somewhat surprised that the man was still alive; she had previously thought he had died in the mountains.

With a slight flicker in his sharp eyes, the old man rose and bowed to Meng Tong.

The woman tried to stop him, but the old man wouldn't listen this time.

"Please accept this greeting, Madam. From now on, our Yu family will be at your service."

What do you mean by this?

Meng Tong frowned slightly as she looked at the old man, feeling as if he was trying to trick her.

Lowering his hand, Yu Qingyun looked up at Meng Tong with a smile. His eyes were strange, with a sense of relief mixed with a hint of joy.

Meng Tong didn't think she was that charming, so she sat down on a nearby chair and asked Yu Qingyun, "You knew me before?"

"I don't know him," Yu Qingyun answered honestly.

He then told Meng Tong why he had come to Laoshan Town, and finally looked at the woman with a smile in his eyes and said, "I think you are the one destined for me."

"Why am I so sure? I'm just an ordinary peasant woman."

"Heh..." Yu Qingyun chuckled softly; after all, she had served in the palace.

They haven't made any mistakes in judging people.

He stroked his beard, his eyes seeming to see right through her, and Meng Tong instinctively sat up straight.

Thinking of the enormous wealth in Laoshan, Meng Tong was somewhat slow to realize it.

Did she really time travel naturally?

Or is someone pulling the strings behind the scenes?

With his mind racing, Yu Qingyun just stared at Meng Tong.

Whether she believed it or not, from now on, the Yu family would only follow this one person.

Remembering the things in the basement, Yu Qingyun got up and walked towards the woodshed next to it.

Just as Yu Qingyun was about to open the door, a loud male voice came from outside, and then a tall figure appeared in front of him.

Meng Tong recognized this person; he was Yu Feng, whom he had rescued in the mountains before.

Upon seeing the unfamiliar woman in the courtyard, Yu Feng frowned and looked around.

"master……"

No one answered, but he could hear footsteps, so Yu Feng walked towards the sound.

"How did you come."

“Master, I saw the door to the hall was open, and I was worried that something might have happened to you, so I came in to check on you.”

With a practiced grip on Yu Qingyun's arm, Yu Feng's eyes were fixed on Meng Tong.

He had never seen this woman before, and while he was guessing what she was doing, he also became wary.

It wasn't until Yu Qingyun approached Meng Tong again that Yu Feng finally spoke, asking, "Master, who is she...?"

"I haven't met Madam yet. She came especially to see this old man. Unlike you all, who are always busy, I don't even know what you're busy with."

"Husband, wife?"

Yu Feng's eyes widened, and before he could argue with Yu Qingyun that he was doing something important, he quickly stepped forward and bowed to the woman.

"Meet Madam."