"Mom, you... you ca just in ti, Zhuangzi... Zhuangzi betrayed , he had another woman’s bellyband over his head, he’s heartless."
Mu Zhenzhen shouted while pointing at her man.
Zhuangzi, who was kicked to the ground, lay there feeling wronged and wanting to cry. He hadn’t done anything yet, so why had he been beaten up?
Zhuangzi defended himself with a face full of grievance. "I didn’t do it, I woke up, and this thing was on my head. I don’t even know whose it is."
Zhuangzi raised his hand high, holding the bellyband that had covered his head all night.
"Hey, isn’t that Mom’s bellyband? I just washed it for her a few days ago."
Mrs. Lin said in surprise, she rembered clearly, she had laughed at Old Mrs. Mu for wearing a newlywed’s bellyband, bright red, really eye-catching.
Old Mrs. Mu also recognized her bellyband, but that wasn’t the point; the point was there were dozens of coins inside.
"Zhuangzi, how dare you steal from ? Tell , where’s the money from the bellyband?"
Zhuangzi’s chubby face showed hesitation, then he said unhappily, "Mom, what are you talking about? You have money in your bellyband? You must be dreaming. Who would hide money in a bellyband? And this bellyband wasn’t stolen by , who knows if you stuffed it in my bed at night."
"You..."
Such shaless words from Zhuangzi made Old Mrs. Mu furious, her teeth itching.
She rushed forward, snatched back her bellyband, shook it hard, and no money fell out; her eyes widened.
"Hmph, Zhenzhen, give Zhuangzi a good beating today, make him cough up that money."
Mu Zhenzhen was still overwheld by the previous shock, not quite clear-headed yet. When she slightly regained her senses, she suddenly said to Old Mrs. Mu, "Mom, how can you do this? Zhuangzi is my man. If you... if you... you can go find my dad."
The underlying aning in her words was left unspoken, but everyone present knew it.
"Zhenzhen, are you talking like a human being? I’m your mom! Are you... you’re driving mad!" Old Mrs. Mu stomped her foot in anger.
"Just because you’re my mom doesn’t an you can touch Zhuangzi, Zhuangzi is mine!" Mu Zhenzhen puffed out her chest and shouted sharply.
Mu Shuangshuang covered her mouth, snickered; even the smallest of matters at Old Mu Family could escalate into chaos.
She was sure this incident today would make the entire Old Mu Family have a good laugh.
Mu Shuangshuang pulled Yu Si Niang’s sleeve, and the two winked at each other before taking the chance to leave the Old Mu Family.
...
Lu Yuanfeng went straight to Zhao Yun’s house this ti to pick up the packed lotus pods in burlap bags. The rest was what Mu Shuangshuang had in hand, along with the frogs caught last ti.
Yu Si Niang, who accompanied him, was used to her daughter going to the town with Lu Yuanfeng. She discussed this with Mu Dashan last night.
Lu Yuanfeng, the kid who couldn’t be found even with a long pole, was actually very fitting as a good son-in-law for their capable Shuangshuang.
If neither of them objected, they would set the marriage arrangent, and once Shuangshuang turned fifteen, she’d be married off. They could then look after the grandchildren while still young.
"Mom, have you planned to keep working at Wealth Master Zhang’s house?"
On the road, Mu Shuangshuang talked with Yu Si Niang about future matters.
Working short-term at Wealth Master Zhang’s house, with a lunch al included, earned six coins a day.
Yu Si Niang was rather satisfied, it wasn’t worse than farming, and she’d quickly accumulated nearly two taels of silver this year.
"Shuangshuang, do you have sothing you want to say to Mom? Go ahead, Mom trusts you."
"Mom, I’ve thought it through; if you work for a year, you’ll earn two taels of silver.
During that ti, you’d have to work regardless of rain or wind. Otherwise, the wage would decrease."
"It’s actually quite tiring. Now, Lu Yuanfeng and I want to set up a small stall in the town to sell snacks.
I believe within a month, we might earn your annual wage.
It’s easier and more profitable than working at Wealth Master Zhang’s, though it might require attending the stall."
The town is far from here, and moving back and forth is quite inconvenient.
Especially every ti going to market, Mu Shuangshuang had to pay rent for everything, which added to the inconvenience.
Yu Si Niang knew how much silver her daughter had on hand, she’d acknowledged her daughter’s earning ability.
But she wasn’t the daughter; she didn’t know anything.
"Shuangshuang, you don’t know anything, and I wonder if I’ll hold you back."
Yu Si Niang differed from Mu Dashan; if it were Mu Dashan, he’d worry whether the town’s money could be earned so easily or if it would waste ti...
Yu Si Niang was bold and adventurous in her youth, or else she wouldn’t have married into Old Mu Family without asking for a di.
"That’s simple, Mom, you don’t have to worry, I can teach you, and what I make is particularly easy, you surely can learn it quickly."
Cold noodles, cold skin wraps, at sandwiches, and eight-treasure porridge. Cold noodles commitnt for Jiu Si Xuan not to set up a stall for three months, so it couldn’t be counted.
"Okay, first teach Mom, if Mom can make them just like you, she won’t go to Wealth Master Zhang’s house anymore."
The burden of this family couldn’t just rest on a daughter’s shoulders.
"That’s great mom, you really understand things so well." Mu Shuangshuang stopped walking and threw herself into Yu Si Niang’s arms.
Yu Si Niang was in great spirits, she gently stroked Mu Shuangshuang’s hair and giggled.
"You clingy girl, aren’t you afraid Fengzi will laugh?"
"Aunt Si, I won’t, I won’t laugh at Shuangshuang." Lu Yuanfeng shook his head; in fact, he quite liked Shuangshuang like this, radiating happiness all over.
"See how understanding Fengzi is."
"Yeah, yeah, everything mom says is right, let’s hurry on, the sun is up."
Once again in town, Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng delivered the cold noodles to Jiu Si Xuan. Just stepping inside, Fat Chef greeted them.
"Oh my dear, you finally ca, if you hadn’t shown up, I’d really be raising the roof here."
Fat Chef exaggerated imnsely; Mu Shuangshuang furrowed her brows and thought, it couldn’t be her cold noodles causing trouble, right?
Every ti she delivered cold noodles, Mu Shuangshuang made sure Jiu Si Xuan inspected them with care; once they were outside, she wasn’t responsible for their safety.
Fat Chef had no issue with that.
Was it that they tasted bad and were being rejected?
Her mind spiraled into countless thoughts, seeing her lost in thought, Fat Chef couldn’t hold back and spoke.
"You little girl, your cold noodles have brought business to my tavern but also trouble.
Those people co every day just asking for cold noodles, willing to pay any silver. They say if more isn’t prepared soon, they’ll smash this tavern."
"Think of a way, can you deliver more frequently, with larger portions each ti?"
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