My wife wants a divorce; if she ruins my life, I'll leave.

Upon arriving at Rongxi Courtyard, Aunt Sun and her two children were already waiting under the eaves.

Meng Ruohua, impatient to wait, asked Tuanfu loudly, "Has the Second Madam gotten up?"

Tuanfu nodded, "I'm up," and immediately went inside to announce his arrival.

Second Young Mistress, this servant is still young and has very sharp ears!

Lately, whenever she came to pay her respects, she would never wait outside for even a moment longer. If the Second Madam refused to let her in, she would pull her aside at the door and chat with her. Tuanfu felt that her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was definitely loud enough for the people inside to hear clearly.

To avoid getting into trouble, Tuanfu would obediently go inside and report whenever she saw the Second Young Mistress, lest the Second Young Mistress vent her anger on her.

Having received instructions, Tuanfu respectfully invited Meng Ruohua, Aunt Sun, and their two children into the house.

Song Xi followed behind, looking at the figure in front with admiration.

Upon entering the room, the second madam sat at the head of the table, sipping tea with a serene expression.

As usual, we exchanged greetings, but before we could even chat for a few minutes, Song Tian arrived.

It's strange, she rarely gets up early even on sunny days, but today, with a light rain falling, she actually came.

Meng Ruohua smiled slightly and listened attentively to her purpose.

"Mother, it's Grandfather's death anniversary in a few days. Are we going to the mountain to pay our respects again this year?" Song Tian asked with expectant eyes.

The second wife asked, "What, you want to go?"

“I want to go. The plum blossoms at Guangsheng Temple should be in bloom. I want to go and see them,” Song Tian said.

Guangsheng Temple is a major temple in Beijing, attracting many visitors and enjoying a thriving incense offering. There is also a plum grove on the mountain, which attracts countless literati and scholars every winter.

A few days ago, I heard from the Wang sisters that Wang Yuanzhi really liked the white plum blossoms at Guangsheng Temple and would go there to admire them every year.

The weather has been getting colder lately, and the temperature on the mountain will only be lower. Maybe we'll run into Wang Yuanzhi.

The second madam pondered for a moment, then said, "If Tian'er wants to go, we'll go, and we'll add some money for incense oil while we're at it."

She also wanted to pray to Buddha to ensure that Song Chen'an's career would be smooth, at least twice as successful as his father's.

Meng Ruohua saw a glint in Song Xi's eyes across from her, while Song Ming'an beside her looked at the Second Madam with anticipation, it seemed they both wanted to go out and have fun.

This is the anniversary of my grandfather's death, so it goes without saying that the whole family went.

Having received confirmation, Song Tian clung to the Second Madam's arm and acted coquettishly.

Song Xi glanced at Aunt Sun and chimed in, "Then my fourth brother and I will copy some scriptures and distribute them to poor families. It will also bring good fortune to our household."

They were unaware that Meng Ruohua had been punished by copying scriptures, and mentioning it now stirred up memories for others.

Song Tian immediately remembered that she had been beaten and glared at Song Xi hatefully.

Why are you copying scriptures? You think you're so sensible!

The second wife glanced at Meng Ruohua, only to see that her expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Hmph, this Meng family member is very clever; she managed to evade being punished by copying scriptures twice.

Although it wasn't a big deal, the thought of her authority being challenged made her feel uneasy.

"Meng, I asked you to copy the scriptures before, but you said you had to attend a banquet and so you excused yourself. You should at least copy them this time!"

Meng Ruohua smiled and nodded, "What the Second Madam says is true. There is only a month left until the anniversary of Grandfather's death, so I will copy the Ksitigarbha Sutra fifty times to show my sincerity." Seeing the Second Madam nod in satisfaction, she added, "However, copying the sutra will take a lot of time, so I will have to trouble you with the housekeeping."

"After the full moon celebration for Brother Yu, there are still some silver left in the account, enough to support the household for half a month without any problem."

Meng Ruohua was not surprised to see the secret expressions of astonishment on everyone's faces, and the Second Madam even took a deep breath.

What can sustain us for half a month? There are only five days left until the beginning of the month. Aren't you going to get your monthly salary?

The second wife secretly calculated the accounts in her mind, estimating that there were only a few dozen taels left in the accounts, which would be good enough to last for ten days!

If I were to manage the household myself, I would have to find a way to raise the money myself, and I might even have to pay out of my own pocket.

Let her manage it; she won't be able to get another penny out of the shop!

The second madam smiled and feigned anger, saying, "You're so young and you're always trying to slack off. You're managing the household perfectly well, but you always try to push it onto me. In the future, won't this whole household be handed over to you to manage?"

She dared not make any promises lightly, for fear that Meng Ruohua would take them seriously and use them to cause trouble in the shop.

But Meng Ruohua wouldn't let her have her way. She asked with difficulty, "Then you must support me, Madam. I'm young and inexperienced, and those old people probably won't listen to me."

The second wife chuckled twice, not daring to agree directly, and only said, "You're young, so you need to gain more experience!"

Heh, it's fine if she doesn't accept, she's already planned it all out anyway.

Meng Ruohua glanced at Song Tian, ​​who was eating snacks, and suggested, "Why don't we let my younger sister learn to manage the household? She's thirteen years old now."

Song Tian was caught off guard by her own name and quickly declined after realizing what it meant, "No, I don't care, it's too much trouble."

When she saw her mother managing the household, there were about ten stewards in various places. It would take half a day to get a reply, and there were also accounts to keep. Just thinking about it gave her a headache.

"She's just a child, what can she do about managing a household?" the second madam said. "You're in charge, you're the second young mistress of the mansion, if you don't manage it, who will?"

Alright, I'll take over!

Don't feel bad about it when the time comes!

The second wife quickly took a sip of tea, thus putting the matter aside. As she drank, she suddenly remembered that Meng Ruohua had once again managed to gloss over the matter of copying scriptures!

She felt a tightness in her chest; this was the third time she had managed to get away with it!

The second wife couldn't help but scrutinize Meng Ruohua. In the past two years, she had also made her copy many scriptures. Why did she have so many reasons to copy scriptures now?

Meng Ruohua noticed the Second Madam's ill-intentioned gaze, her eyes flickered slightly, and she asked with a smile, "Third Sister, how many copies of the scriptures do you plan to copy? Thirty copies?"

Song Tian was taken aback. How did things get back to her?

"Copy what? I'm not copying!" she said confidently. "Whoever wants to copy can copy, just don't ask me!"

What's the point of copying a Buddhist scripture? My grandfather didn't believe in Buddhism when he was alive, so why would he pray to Buddha for protection after he died?

That depends on whether Buddha agrees or not!

The second wife was quite helpless about her daughter's unrestrained speech. She couldn't say anything to her in front of everyone, so she just gave her a light scolding and told her to shut up.

Song Xi sat down in the chair without saying a word, trying to minimize her presence, since it was her words that had caused this whole series of events.

Aunt Sun, however, glanced at Meng Ruohua without making a sound.

The conversation couldn't continue at this point, and the second madam waved for everyone to return to their rooms, as she also needed to give her daughter a proper lesson.

In the Song family, each household eats in their own room. Originally, the Second Madam would make Meng Ruohua set rules and would occasionally torment Aunt Sun for a day or two. But now Meng Ruohua doesn't accept that and just finds an excuse to go back.

The second wife wanted to punish her, but she had a long list of reasons, the kind that she could talk for a long time without repeating herself.

Sigh, everyone says that military generals are stupid and don't know how to be cunning, but she thinks that Meng Ruohua has countless little schemes.

These are all secondary. The most important thing is to have her manage the household and occasionally lend some money to the family.