Travel to the mountains and make a fortune in silence

"Grandma, Yao'er, Yuan'er, drink more chicken soup." Wang Qing'er ladled a bowl of chicken soup for each of the two girls and Zhou Shi and placed it in front of them.

Yao'er doesn't eat chicken legs; she only likes chicken wings. So Wang Qing'er gave two chicken legs to Zhou Shi and Zi Yuan respectively, and gave Yao'er a chicken wing.

Wang Qing'er had just finished preparing the food for the three of them when she placed a bowl of chicken soup in front of herself, which also contained a chicken wing that she loved to eat.

Unexpectedly, she and her adopted daughter had many similarities in their eating habits. They both liked chicken wings, spicy food, and shrimp wontons. Neither of them liked overly sweet food.

"Brother Mu Nan, you should have some soup too." Wang Qing'er ladled a bowl of chicken soup for her husband and placed it in front of him.

"Don't worry about me, just eat more." Although Mu Nan refused verbally, she was secretly delighted, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Brother Hao, when you get married in the future, you should learn from your older cousin and treat your wife well."

Watching her grandson and granddaughter-in-law interact, with their eyes only for each other, Zhou looked at her grandson and said solemnly.

"Grandma, I will." Wu Zihao said, then lowered his head and kept shoveling rice into his mouth, his face burning.

He didn't know what was wrong with him lately, but whenever the topic of marriage and that girl came up, he felt a strange flutter in his heart, his face would burn, and even his ears would feel hot.

Looking at her daughter, grandson, granddaughter-in-law, and grandson on the table, Zhou suddenly sighed, "Now the family is doing well again, and we're even better off than when your grandfather was alive."

"Grandma, all I want is to see you older children get married and have children, so that when I go down in the world, I can go to see your grandfather properly and have something to say to him."

Mu Yan looked at her mother with concern and said, "Mother, what are you saying? You are so healthy. If you want to see my father, you will have to wait for several more decades."

"Grandma, don't say that. You still have to see our Yuan'er and Yao'er get married and have children." Wang Qing'er didn't know why Zhou Shi would suddenly say these things, so she could only comfort her.

Mu Nan: "Grandma, drink the chicken soup quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

For so many years since the passing of the Mu family patriarch, Zhou had never dreamed of him, but for some reason, she dreamed of him last night.

In his dream, Grandpa Mu only said three words to him: "Good, good, good."

Zhou thought that her deceased husband must have known that the Mu family was doing well and had come to see her.

Madam Zhou continued, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until Yuan'er and Yao'er's day. We also need to carefully look for a marriage for Zihan. Her younger brother is about to get married, but her older sister is still unmarried. However, it's hard to find someone she likes given her personality."

"Mother, there's something I haven't told you yet. Today you brought up Han'er's marriage, so I'll tell you about it."

After thinking for a moment, Mu Yan recounted the whole story of how Wu Zihan's engagement was broken off.

"It's better to cancel this marriage. We'll find a better one for Han'er." Although Zhou was a little angry when she heard this, she quickly came to her senses.

I'm actually glad they broke off the engagement early. If it were like my second daughter, where the groom's family only showed their true colors of being materialistic and snobbish after she got married, that would be truly infuriating.

Zhou sighed again as she thought of her other daughter.

"Grandma, doesn't Zihan know how to embroider? Why don't we let her come to the Mei Family Embroidery Workshop in the county town to continue her studies? Muxia can introduce her to us."

Seeing her grandmother sighing, Wang Qing'er assumed she was worried about Wu Zihan's marriage and came up with this idea.

Since Wu Zihan could embroider and was literate, Wang Qing'er thought that she could continue her studies at the embroidery workshop so that her future career path would be wider.

Given her proud and aloof personality, she would definitely look down on those peasants in the village.

In fact, Zhou and Mu Yan had secretly looked for a few people for her in the village over the past few months, but Wu Zihan hadn't agreed to any of them.

“Qing’er, isn’t she a bit too old? I heard from your fourth aunt that the Mei family’s embroidery workshop only accepts girls around ten years old.”

Zhou had previously inquired with her fourth aunt about the conditions for Mei Family Embroidery Workshop to accept apprentices, and at that time she wanted Muqin to learn there.

When she heard about the fees charged by the embroidery workshop, she gave up the idea.

Not to mention the expenses in the county town, the tuition for the embroidery workshop alone is ten taels of silver a year, which is more expensive than the tuition for a private school for boys.

At that time, the Mu family simply could not afford to pay that amount of money.

Now that we have money, we can afford it, but Muqin and Zitong, the two girls, are with their eldest grandson's wife. Every day, she teaches them to read, write, and do accounting, which is better than sending them to an embroidery workshop.

As for embroidery, you can learn some from Zihan and that will be enough. Zhou Shi doesn't have too many requirements for these female workers, as she herself isn't very good at these kinds of work.

"Grandma, let Muxia go and ask first. Zihan can embroider and is literate, so she should be willing to accept the offer."

Wang Qing'er had thought that Mei Family Embroidery Workshop did not have an age limit, but now that Zhou Shi said this, she was really a little unsure.

"Alright, let's ask Mu Xia when she arrives. If it's possible, let Zi Han go."

"Mother, Qing'er, it's not easy to get into the Mei Family Embroidery Workshop. I think we shouldn't trouble Muxia." Mu Yan also knew about the Mei Family Embroidery Workshop. The Mei Family Embroidery Workshop not only looked at age but also conducted an examination to accept apprentices.

The assessment included the girl's appearance, figure, basic embroidery skills, and also what books she had read and how many characters she could recognize.

"Auntie, don't worry, we're just asking. We won't force you if it doesn't work out."

Wang Qing'er knew that her aunt was shy and didn't want to trouble Mu Xia.

Zhou looked at her daughter and said, "Listen carefully to what the girl says, and ask her first."

"Yes, Mother." Mu Yan agreed when she heard her mother say that.

"Grandma, Aunt, shall we divide the work?" Wang Qing'er suddenly blurted out while eating.

"What are the divisions of labor?" Zhou Shi and Mu Yan asked together, both puzzled.

"Well, there's a lot to do next, so we'll split up. Tomorrow you and Auntie will go find a matchmaker, and Mu Nan and I will go to the Yun family's flower nursery and orchard."

"Qing'er, are you really sure you want to cooperate with the Yun family?" Zhou was a little worried. She didn't want to get involved with the Yun family because of business, which would affect the young couple's relationship in the future.

“Yes, of course we should cooperate.” Wang Qing’er didn’t think much about it; she just wanted the flowers, aloe vera, and beeswax.

Before Zhou could say anything more, she heard her grandson say, "Grandma, don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Mu Nan, this is your promise to Grandma, so you mustn't cause any other trouble."

After finishing her meal, Mrs. Zhou put down her chopsticks and spoke earnestly to her grandson.

"Okay, I promise you."

While eating, Wang Qing'er wondered if her grandmother was overthinking things. What could possibly be wrong?

Are you worried his ex-wife will come back to kill him? She's not made of clay, how could I let her come back?