After the arranged marriage, she farms and survives under the tutelage of the villainous boss.

Looking at the smiles on everyone's faces, Jiang Zhiyun's eyes were filled with satisfaction.

“Mother, I was just thinking about the child. Little Rice Ball is a boy. What if we had a girl, and something happened to me, Xie Shuheng, or you? Would all our wealth and our daughter be confiscated?”

Zhang nodded: "That's right."

"Therefore, the difficulties faced by women are multifaceted."

“Yunniang, our journey is long and arduous. What the Empress Dowager said earlier is actually reflected in these things; she has seen more than we have.”

Pan Chun asked anxiously, "Does that mean I'll never have the chance to open a shop?"

Zhang shook her head: "You can register your pastry shop under the name of someone you trust, and then you can run it yourself."

"Just lend your name; all the income and expenses are yours."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Pan Chun immediately looked at Yun Niang and asked, "Then, Madam Jiang... Madam Jiang, are you willing?"

She looked at Jiang Zhiyun with hopeful eyes.

Yunniang nodded: "Okay."

"a piece of cake."

Jiang Zhiyun is always happy to help others.

Moreover, Pan Chun is no stranger.

"Anyway, it's hanging here with me, so you don't need to worry about anything. Just focus on doing your own thing from now on."

"With me here, you have nothing to be afraid of."

Jiang Zhiyun's words showed that Pan Chun was truly no longer afraid.

Originally, Zhang's words, which were terrifying, seemed to have given Pan Chun a sense of security.

Once this matter is resolved, everyone will be happy.

But actually, Pan Chun had other ideas.

She looked at Jiang Zhiyun and said cautiously, "Madam Jiang, actually, I don't just want what I have now. I just want to keep what I have in my own hands. I don't want to get married again. I don't expect to find a reliable man."

Pan Chun has always been very thoughtful: "We'll see what happens in the future, but I feel that if I have nothing, the man I find won't be a good match for me at all. But what if I have everything?"

“Then I will have more choices, and I will have the confidence to refuse others. I will not feel inferior, nor will I be upset because of what others say. I just need to stick to what I want. I can be a cook in peace and quiet, and he can do whatever he wants, just like you and Xie Langjun.”

The things the two do seem to be completely unrelated, but in fact, there is a gentle harmony between them.

That feeling was very special.

If we were to get married, that would be the best way.

She thought her request was too much, but to her surprise, Jiang Zhiyun and Xia Lan looked over, and even Zhang Shi nodded: "It must be like this for a marriage."

“If you insist on getting married, and the man can’t even do these things, we’ll keep you tied to our home.”

Xia Lan said this.

“You are the youngest sister at the Freshman Restaurant. We have all been through a lot. I would be happy to help you with my experience.”

Several people hugged each other.

Zhang also said, "Even when I got married back then, I never thought about marrying just anyone. Anyway, the Xinsheng Restaurant will be yours for life."

"Don't overthink it, just focus on doing what you love and are good at, and leave the rest to time."

After saying this, everyone, including Zhang, showed their support for Pan Chun.

Pan Chun originally thought she would be scolded and reprimanded!

To her surprise, almost everyone in her family was supporting her.

This is hardly a master-servant relationship; they've always considered each other family.

After saying this, Ye Qi ran over, holding the letter in her hand, and said, "Madam Jiang, thank you for the letter from my husband."

It was originally written the day I left, but it was delayed for a while, and it's only being sent over now.

Yunniang originally intended to read it.

Zhang said proactively, "There's not much to do at this shop; the few of us have been managing for a while now. You should go back and check on things!"

"It's cold in the sun. See if there's anything you're missing at home. Make a list of things like quilts, and I'll go and buy some tonight."

Jiang Zhiyun nodded until Zhang told her to go back and check on herself.

Helplessly, she said, "Mother, I don't need to go home to read Xie Shuheng's letters!"

"No, what Shuheng wrote for you must be extremely cheesy. I don't want to see it or hear it."

Xia Lan and Pan Chun echoed Zhang Shi, saying, "We are too. So, Madam Jiang, you should hurry back!"

After he said that, everyone looked at him with mockery.

Yunniang felt a little uncomfortable.

It's strange, no matter what her relationship with Xie Shuheng was, she was still the owner of this new restaurant, so why was she always being teased by these girls?

Yunniang planned to tease Panchun in the same way when Panchun found someone she liked.

It made both young boys and girls so shy that they couldn't lift their heads.

When I got home and read the letter, it was mostly about the situation, but I had left in a hurry and hadn't delivered it.

Yunniang looked at the letter and calculated the time.

It's uncertain whether the watchtowers and the surrounding city walls can be repaired quickly.

And the sun is too cold here; it would be even colder if we were at the border.

It's impossible not to worry about Xie Shuheng, but Yunniang is also afraid that going there will waste time and she won't be able to help.

I've been quite busy at home these past few days, tinkering with lip balms and dried flower powders whenever I have free time. I've become quite skilled at making these things.

Now they ship everything out as soon as it's ready.

The restaurants for freshmen have been closed for the past few days because there are fewer people eating out. Almost everyone is staying at home warming themselves by the fire. Charcoal is very expensive, and I've been saving up money to buy it. I just hope I can get through this winter as soon as possible.

Yunniang was fine at first, but then she thought about it carefully.

The more I think about Xie Shuheng, the more uneasy I feel.

He even dreamed while sleeping that he fell from a high place on the city wall.

Before I knew it, winter had already been going on for about a month.

No letters came from Xie Shuheng. The people's livelihood in Liangzhou City had almost recovered due to the war, and things were getting better at this time.

However, because the sun was cold, no one was willing to come out, so the market was still deserted.

Farmers who own land are better off; no matter what, they still have land to make a living.

But it's different for those young men and women who are in business. Now, many merchants from the Northwest have moved to other places, and no matter how much Jiang Zhiyun tries to maintain stability, they all feel that they can't hold on any longer.

It's like sitting around and spending all your savings; there's no end in sight.

During the meal, Zhang also brought it up, saying, "I don't know what happened to Shuheng at the border."

"Yunniang, why don't you go and take a look?"

Zhang tentatively said, "I know you've been worried for a long time, but you haven't gone because you're thinking about taking care of me and Xiaofantuan."

This little rice ball is growing very fast this winter.