The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

"As long as it doesn't affect my home, you can do whatever you want."

"will not."

Since the parties involved all said so, Du Mingxian stopped dwelling on it and went out to find someone.

Ling Silang led Fang Daru and the others on a brief tour of the workshop. After receiving a look from Du Mingxian, he led his men home.

In the main room of the house, Ling Dalang and his men had already brought the food to the table, and everyone could sit down and start eating.

Du Mingxian didn't approach them, but instead went to find Da Zhou Shi and the others.

Grandma Xu was seated with other elderly women from the same village, with Little Zhou accompanying her, her face beaming with smiles.

Da Zhou was being pulled along by Ling's mother, and the two seemed to have hit it off immediately. When Du Mingxian came over, the two were talking about something and laughing happily.

In her memory, her mother had never laughed and chatted with people her own age like this in either of her lives; this was the first time.

For a moment, she was so dazed by what she saw that she didn't come to her senses.

"Auntie looks so beautiful when she smiles like that."

Du Mingxian agreed with Xu Tingting, "I feel the same way."

“There weren’t many people who could talk to Auntie in the past.” Xu Tingting suddenly remembered something. As a servant, she should report this to her master. “Cousin, there’s something about Auntie.”

Seeing her hesitant look, Du Mingxian led her a few steps away before asking, "What's wrong?"

"When you went to my house before, did you see the uncle next door?"

Du Mingxian vaguely remembered that it was someone who delivered food, but she didn't look closely.

"That uncle... seems to want to develop a relationship with my aunt, but my aunt seems to be avoiding him."

Du Mingxian never expected that her mother would have a love interest. "Keep an eye on him, and see if he's sincere."

Ultimately, it depends on the mother herself. If she wants to remarry, then she can; if she doesn't want to, then she can just live her life as it is.

"Okay, but from what I heard from Auntie, it doesn't seem like she's refusing, but rather that she's embarrassed and has some concerns."

Du Mingxian's first thought was of herself; when her parents remarried, her first thought was of her children.

"I understand about this. Keep an eye on it."

"Yes."

"Cousin, the feast has started. Let's find a place to sit."

"Okay, I'm going to eat now."

"Ah."

Du Mingxian didn't need to worry about Da Zhou Shi at all; Ling's mother had arranged everything perfectly. She glanced at the people sitting at the same table as her mother: her eldest aunt, her eldest aunt's daughter-in-law, several sisters-in-law, her mother-in-law, her maternal grandmother, and Xu Tingting.

That's good, we're all on the same side.

As she was looking at it, Ling's mother beckoned, "Mingxian, come and sit down. What are you thinking about? Why are you just standing there like an idiot?"

"You're here." Just as Du Mingxian was about to sit down, Ling Sanlang rushed over. "Fourth sister-in-law, you need to go back quickly. Fourth brother said the guests want to see you."

"I see."

Upon hearing this, Ling's mother waved her hand and said, "Go ahead, don't worry about things here, I'll take good care of it."

"Thank you, mother."

Du Mingxian quickened her pace to go home.

On the table in the main room of the house.

Clan Chief Ling, Village Chief Ling, Uncle Ling, Father Ling, Fourth Brother Ling, Elder Brother Ling, Confucian Scholar Fang, Prefectural Magistrate, and another familiar-looking person who seems to be Confucian Scholar Fang's son. I don't recognize the other one.

As soon as Du Mingxian stepped inside, Fang Daru spoke up, "Women are just as capable as men, truly admirable. Zimo is blessed."

Ling Silang stood up and smiled sincerely, "I also feel fortunate in this life."

This remark made Fang Daru laugh out loud, and the prefect also laughed along with him.

"Sit down and have a meal together," said Fang Daru.

The clan chief and the village chief were clearly taken aback, but only for a moment before their expressions returned to normal. They didn't say anything, and the others also looked fine, except for Uncle Ling.

Uncle Ling was somewhat conservative, and he was a little unhappy when he saw Fang Daru inviting Du Mingxian to the table for dinner, but he didn't say anything in the end, thinking that he would definitely have a good talk with his younger brother about this matter later.

How could such an important guest be allowed to sit at the table as a daughter-in-law? Even if she were to sit at the table, it should be the second brother's wife.

"I'll listen to you, sir." Du Mingxian said gracefully and took her seat.

During the meal, no one said anything, and the meal was eaten in silence. After the meal, the magistrate asked, "I heard that your family runs a winery. I wonder if we'll have the chance to sample some wine today?"

"We were prepared." Not to mention the table inside, the villagers outside were also prepared.

Du Mingxian went to get the wine and poured some for everyone, but when she got to Fang Daru, she still reminded him, "Your health has only just recovered a little, so just a small drink is enough. Don't overindulge."

"well."

Everyone else picked up their drinks and took a sip.

After taking a sip of wine, the magistrate's eyes lit up with an alarming gleam. "I have never tasted this wine before."

"It's not on sale yet."

Where do you plan to sell it?

"We have a partnership with Zuixiangju in the county, and the Wang family in Nandi City will also consult with them first."

The magistrate's eyes shone brightly, and he said nothing more.

After chatting for a long time, Fang Daru finally felt better but was a little tired. In the end, he could only be arranged to rest in Ling Silang's room first, while the magistrate had nowhere to go.

"I'll have someone clean out the house for you right now." Du Mingxian was slightly embarrassed; everyone in her family was busy at the workshop, and Granny Zhao wasn't home either.

She was quick to react when there was a banquet at home, but she forgot to arrange a room for the guests to rest.

Having lived through a lifetime, her mind had indeed become forgetful. If she were still in the General's Mansion from her first life, she would have made proper arrangements. Going to the modern world was too convenient, and she had completely forgotten some things.

The prefect waved his hand, "It's alright, I'm not tired. I owe my mentor a lot for what happened this time. Is there anything you want?"

"Have."

"Tell me about it." The prefect gently rubbed his hands behind his back. He had seen many people, but he had never seen anyone like Zimo's wife before.

Knowing full well that the person she saved was Fang Daru, and that he was now asking for her life-saving favor, most people would definitely refuse. But to her surprise, she said it so openly.

“We are just ordinary villagers. Even if we have good things, we may not be able to keep them. For example, the wine that is not yet on sale. We are afraid that it will be coveted by people with power. In that case, we will have no choice but to give up the recipe.”

“My husband is also a scholar. Before he obtains official rank, he would like to ask for your protection.”

The prefect raised an eyebrow. "That's it?"

"that's it."

"Alright." The magistrate was about to say something when voices came from the doorway. The two looked and saw that it was Madam Ling returning with Old Madam Xu and the others.

Du Mingxian smiled apologetically at the magistrate, "I'll have someone prepare a room for you to rest in."

The magistrate waved his hand, "No need, I'm just going to take a stroll in the village."

Du Mingxian didn't try to persuade her further. "But should I find someone to take you there?"

"Alright."

Before Du Mingxian could speak, Wang Qi's voice came from outside, "Sister, sister, I heard someone's here?"

Wang Qi had recently become familiar with the villagers. Today, he went out to play with some of the village children. When he returned for the feast, Xu Daru and the others had already arrived at his house. Wang Qi had no idea. He only found out after the feast was over, so he rushed back to check on them.

"Wang Qi, you raise him..."

"cough."

Before Du Mingxian could even utter the word "person," she was interrupted by the magistrate's cough. She instantly understood, "Take your family's guests for a stroll around the village."