A Happy Event in a Farming Family: Marrying a Hunter

When Yunluo went to pick them again the next day, the wild roses on the back mountain were gone, and even the flower buds had been pulled off. Yunluo was dumbfounded when she saw the bare rose stems.

Well, she wanted to stock up more and make more batches of sachets, but judging from the looks of it, she can't make many more.

But it's strange, who picked the flowers?

Did you take it back to feed the pigs?

When Yunluo returned home with an empty bamboo basket on her back, Wangshi was standing at the gate, carrying a bamboo basket on her back and a burlap sack in her hand, waiting for her!

"Xiao Luo, you're finally back! Tell your aunt quickly, which pharmacy in town wants these wild roses and mugwort? Today, your sister-in-law Cuihong and I went to sell them, but no one was willing to buy them. They even said they wouldn't take our things even if they were given away for free. Why did they accept yours?"

Yunlu stared blankly at the rose petals filling Wang's bamboo basket.

“We picked these all overnight in the back mountain. We picked them all night long. Your sister-in-law Cuihong even broke her leg while doing this. She limped all the way to town, but we couldn’t sell them. When she came back, her leg was swollen like a pig’s foot.”

"Pfft..."

Yunlu finally understood whose handiwork the wild roses on the back mountain were.

No wonder Zhu Cuihong was asking so many questions that day; it turns out she didn't believe me and had gathered people to pick the fruit herself, intending to sell it for money.

"These aren't medicines, so of course the pharmacy won't accept them!"

"What?" Wang was shocked. "So I wasted my whole night? What was the point of picking them if I couldn't sell them? That wretched woman, I have to go and give her a good talking to."

Wang stormed off to the Zheng family's house.

The Zheng family!

Zhu Cuihong sprained her leg, and her group of flower-picking friends came to her house again to nag her about how she had been cheated, how she shouldn't have gone out overnight, and how she had wasted the whole night...

She was getting annoyed by all these complaints.

She finally managed to get a plate of melon seeds, greeted the group of nagging old women, and saw them to the door before she could have some peace and quiet.

"That jinx Yunluo!"

Zheng Tianyi couldn't stand it anymore. "Alright, what does this have to do with Yunluo? She already told you that she picked them to make sachets. You're just guessing. Who's to blame?"

"So I thought she was hiding it from me?"

Even so, she did nothing wrong.

Unable to gain any advantage from Zheng Tianyi, Zhu Cuihong turned her anger on her daughter-in-law. She glared at Liu Mei standing beside her and said, "You too, you're a jinx. You can't even give birth to a son. Our Zheng family's dowry money was wasted."

Liu Mei was both scared and embarrassed, and kept her head down, not daring to say a word.

"Mother, you say she's useless? You can't even get a fart out of her mouth with a stick." Zheng Youcai, who was gnawing on a chicken leg, said impatiently, "Look at her, she's not even as good as Yunluo, at least she can earn money!"

"Alright, you can go cook now, you rich wife."

"Oh!" Liu Mei glanced gratefully at her father-in-law, then led the two girls downstairs.

Instead, Zhu Cuihong snorted coldly and sneered, "What business is it of yours as the father-in-law to interfere in your daughter-in-law's affairs? Your son Youcai is in the way. If anyone should interfere, it should be me, the mother-in-law, and him. You should keep your mouth shut, or you'll be ashamed if word gets out!"

Zheng Tianyi didn't say anything either. Cuihong's personality was such that the more she talked, the more agitated she became, and she wouldn't stop for three days and three nights.

there.

After Yunluo and the other women dried the mugwort and rose petals, they went to find Zhou Rong, and the two of them made sachets together.

Although Zhou Rong's needlework skills were not as good as those of the embroiderers in the town's embroidery workshops, she was still one of the best in the surrounding area.

On the contrary, Yun Luo is now thankful that the original owner was not good at needlework, otherwise she would not be able to explain why she suddenly couldn't do it.

"Mother, can you embroider the flower pattern I drew?"

“No problem, but Xiao Luo, as daughters, we must know how to embroider. You didn’t want to learn before, and I let you be. Now that you’re married, even if it’s not a real marriage, you’re still a wife in name only. You’ll need to do a lot of sewing and mending. Watch carefully how I embroider.”

“Okay!” Yun Luo agreed.

Learning embroidery can save you a lot of trouble.

She was clever; she used the first embroidery bag as practice, and then things got much better.

Zhou Rong was delighted. "Alright, the ugliest one, let Mother wear it, so Mother can benefit from it too."

"If Mother helps me with the work, you'll get half the money." Yun Luo smiled and said before Zhou Rong could speak, "Mother, please don't refuse. If Brother Qin knew, he would do the same."

Zhou Rong blinked, noticing the children were some distance away, and lowered her voice, "Xiao Luo, didn't you ask Xiao Zheng what was going on with his ex-wife?"

"I didn't ask!"

"You kid..."

There was a commotion coming from the front yard. I couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but I had a vague feeling that it wasn't anything good.

Zhou Rong put down her needlework, glanced at the table, and said, "I reckon your uncle's employer has arrived!"

"What are you doing here, Uncle/Master?"

Yunluo's uncle, Yunlin, was an accountant in town; he was just an employee and didn't have the influence to hire a boss, which puzzled her.

"I heard that the brother-in-law of the wife of the landlord's uncle's cousin also does this kind of work. He used to work in the next town, but now that it's too far away, he wants to come back. Your uncle's landlord is a bit hesitant and wants to find a new accountant. I heard that his relatives have put on a feast, so your grandma invited the landlord to our house for a nice meal to talk things over. He can't afford to lose this job that makes a living."

They really are distant relatives.

Yunlu counted on her fingers for a long time but still couldn't figure out the relationship between that distant relative and the employer. "Then how could such a big commotion have happened?"

"I don't know, let's go take a look!"

When the mother and daughter arrived at the Yun family compound, they didn't see any outsiders. Instead, Yun Gui and Zhao Chunzhi had long faces and were listening to the reprimand with their heads down.

"You two are such gluttons! Don't you even know what time it is? I had to pull some strings to get the chef at that restaurant to make those few fancy dishes, and you just ate them all? What good food hasn't your brother's boss eaten? Do you think he'd even look at the dishes we grow in the countryside?"

She cursed as she pinched Zhao Chunzhi until she screamed in pain.

The mother and daughter exchanged a glance, speechless.

"What do we do now? Where are we going to get a decent meal? You troublemaker!"

"If all else fails, let's go and invite Old Li from the village," Yunlai said after a long silence.

Old Li is the head chef for important events in the village, and his cooking skills are slightly better than theirs.

The old lady had considered it, but while Old Li was a decent cook when he was younger, now that he's older, his dishes are either too salty or too bland, losing their quality. She was worried, "Will it work?"

Yunlai glared at the couple, annoyed. "Whether it works out or not, we have to go and invite them. What else can we do? It's too late to go to town with the money now. We can't let Lin'er lose her job, can we?"