Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

"Oh, oh." After nodding, Madam Li realized what was going on and asked in surprise, "Yu'er, are we going to buy land and build a house?"

“Yes, if we keep that money in our hands, people will always covet it. It’s better to use it sooner rather than later. Xin’er and I can earn quite a bit of money selling barbecue every day, so you don’t need to worry, Mother.”

Although Li was somewhat worried, she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

As she spoke, she took out the money she had earned from washing clothes over the past few days from her bosom: "This is all for you."

Fang Yu pressed her outstretched fingers down and closed them: "Mother, these copper coins aren't much, so keep them for yourself."

It was only a dozen or so copper coins, so Li didn't refuse.

Lying in bed, Fang Xin rubbed against Fang Yu's arm and murmured, "Oh, God, I'm not trying to steal your sister, I just want to benefit from her."

After rubbing her head against Li's arm, she turned her head to rub against it again, saying, "Let me get some more divine energy for you, Mother."

"You silly girl," Li chuckled softly, amused by her.

Fang Yu couldn't sleep, so after Fang Xin and Li Shi fell asleep, she quietly got up.

She was thinking about building a house. This would be her first time building a house, so she had to at least draft a design plan.

With that thought in mind, she took out paper and pen from the stone table in the courtyard and started drawing.

Fang Xin, who had been asleep for a short while, turned over and touched the empty space beside her. She seemed to remember something and suddenly opened her eyes, seeing that the place where Fang Yu was sleeping next to her was empty.

She sat up abruptly, without disturbing Li Shi on the other side, and slowly got up and went out.

As soon as the door opened, a faint firelight gradually became clear, and Fang Xin saw a person wearing an overcoat lying on the table in the yard, seemingly doing something. Fang Xin's tense mood suddenly relaxed.

"Sister, why aren't you sleeping?"

Fang Yu turned around and asked, "Xin'er, why are you up?"

Fang Xin rubbed her eyes and walked over, noticing the papers spread out on the table: "Sis, what are you doing?"

Fang Yu didn't hide anything, pulled her to sit down, and showed her the design drawings that he had already completed: "This is the design we're going to build. You can tell me what you think."

Looking at the rules and regulations on the paper, Fang Xin couldn't understand them. She rested her chin on her hand, looking forward to the future courtyard: "I hope that each of us will have our own room, and a draft-free outhouse, so that it will be convenient to take a bath in winter and we won't be cold."

Fang Yu pinched her cheek: "You little rascal, is it really that simple?"

Fang Xin nodded: "Yes, it would be best to make another hidden compartment for hiding money, so that the Fang family won't be able to find it."

"Pfft!" Fang Yu was amused by her; this girl's eyes and heart were only on money.

That said, Fang Xin stared at the papers on the table and asked, "Sis, where did you get all of these?"

Only then did she notice the tiny writing in the corner, but she didn't recognize it: "Sister, when did you learn to write?"

"Uh..." Fang Yu was trying to come up with an excuse when Fang Xin immediately chimed in, "I know, it's also from the Immortal Cult, right?"

Fang Yu nodded in agreement: "Yes, Xin'er will also need to learn to write in the future. I'll teach you after we come back from setting up the stall."

"I want to learn too?" Fang Xin frowned. "Is it really okay? But don't people say that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent?"

"When I get old, I'll talk nonsense too."

Fang Xin chuckled at her words: "Okay, then I'll listen to whatever you say, sister."

Because they needed to go to the city to find craftsmen to build houses, the mother and her two daughters got up very early.

Fang Yu originally intended to take this opportunity to take Li Shi to the city for a stroll.

Little did she know that Aunt Jiang would come knocking on the door early in the morning: "Little sister, open the door, I've brought you the laundry."

Fang Yu opened the door, smiling gently: "Aunt Jiang, come in and have some water before we talk."

Aunt Jiang, carrying a basin, walked with Fang Yu, her slightly plump figure swaying a little as she approached.

"Sister Yu, if you ask me, you're quite capable. Did you really break your uncle's leg?" Aunt Jiang suddenly asked.

"Yes." Fang Yu didn't try to hide anything; the news had already spread throughout the village.

"It's good that he was interrupted. Fang Youcai is a scoundrel. He idles away his days and even peeps at young widows taking baths."

After saying that, Aunt Jiang chuckled awkwardly, clearly having forgotten that Fang Yu was still an unmarried young girl.

Fang Yu didn't reply. Li Shi came out to take the clothes and said to Fang Yu, "These clothes are what the master urgently needed. I can't go to the city with you today. Come back early."

Just then, Fang Xin finished getting ready and came out from behind the curtain hanging to the side. Her clothes, which had been washed to a faded color, looked rather inappropriate on her.

Fang Yu looked down at her own clothes again, and they were the same. Then she looked at Li Shi's clothes, which were even older than theirs.

"Sis, what are you thinking about? Let's go."

Fang Yu snapped out of her thoughts, turned around and said to Li Shi, "Mother, we'll be going now."

There was no one on the oxcart today, just the two sisters. Fang Yu took the opportunity to ask Uncle Liu about some good craftsmen who could build houses in the city.

When Uncle Liu heard that they were going to build a house, he wasn't surprised. He thought that Fang Yu was so capable that if she didn't have enough money, she could just sell another wild boar.

Uncle Liu took them directly to the craftsman's residence, where the craftsman happened to be there.

Fang Yu showed the craftsmen her sketch directly. Fang Xin leaned over with some concern and whispered, "Sister, this thing you drew is so strange. Are you sure they can understand it?"

"As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise, so of course they can understand it."

As soon as Fang Yu finished speaking softly, the craftsman who was looking at the blueprints looked over with surprise and asked, "Miss, may I ask who drew these blueprints? Could you please introduce me?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with these blueprints?" Fang Yu asked.

Because the craftsman's expression contained not only surprise, but also some complexity, emotions that Fang Yu couldn't understand.

Fang Xin took the opportunity to raise her eyebrows, as if to say, "Sister, you see, they really can't understand it."

The craftsman immediately put on a bright smile: "The layout of this courtyard is unlike anything we've ever seen before. I'd like to learn a thing or two from the master who drew these plans."

Fang Yu smiled slightly: "Master, you are joking. I designed this layout myself, and I also drew these blueprints myself."

She simply added some modern elements to the original design of the courtyard.

"I never imagined that this young lady was the mastermind behind it all." The craftsman looked at her with even more admiration this time.

Fang Yu continued, "Then I wonder if you can design this layout for me?"