Lu's mother first thought of getting one for her husband to try, so that it could add some romantic touches between the couple.

But then she thought of Huai-ge'er. She couldn't believe how cheerful and happy he would be if he received a personal item made by the young lady of the Yun family. With that thought, she hurriedly had someone prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone to write down this suggestion and give it to Uncle Cao.

Uncle Cao was naturally pleased, anticipating that the relationship between the two families would be further strengthened and that he would soon welcome his young master. So he hurriedly delivered the letter to the Fu family's trading company.

Yunling received Lu's mother's opinion that very day. She was somewhat dazed; she had only intended to make menstrual belts and panties for women's convenience, and hadn't thought about their use for men.

This business is just starting out, and its prospects are still unknown. For the time being, she has no intention of getting into men's clothing. She didn't hide anything and directly wrote a letter explaining the situation to Yun Shenghua.

When Yun Shenghua went to the Lu family's business, she happened to run into Lu Yinghuai. As soon as Lu Yinghuai heard Yun Shenghuai mention his daughter's letter, he hurriedly took the letter, smiled and saw her off, but his heart was filled with unease.

His hand holding the letter began to tremble slightly. If it weren't for the fact that it was given to his mother, and if he didn't have to consider manners, he would have wanted to open it immediately to see what it said.

But once he had this thought in mind, nothing else could hold his attention. He paced back and forth by his seat, and finally had someone prepare a carriage to take him home, and handed the letter to his mother.

When Madam Lu opened the letter, she immediately noticed the handwriting was different. She took out a piece of paper from the gift box to compare it and found that the handwriting in this letter was the same as the small print under the pictures. She turned to look at her son; it was worth it for this person to make a special trip back.

It must be related to that young lady. If so, these novel briefs and menstrual cloths were probably invented by Yun Xiao Er Niang. No wonder, no wonder, not to mention that Huai Ge'er wants to see this person, she also wants to see her very much.

"Have you finished all the business at the trading company?"

“Others will take care of things; son, you should rest today.”

Mother Lu was both amused and exasperated. "Look at you, so worthless. That Miss Yun is a very discerning woman. Huai-ge, she's not someone you can easily win over."

"My son saved it."

"It's best to save money. Don't get the urge to conquer her just because she's a little different. If you can't guarantee you'll treat her well for the rest of your life, don't go and mess with her."

“My son isn’t that kind of person.”

Lu's mother didn't say anything more. She handed the letter to Lu Yinghuai and then put on her cloak. She also had to help her future daughter-in-law with her business.

This was the first time Lu Yinghuai had seen Yunling's writing. He carefully and meticulously read it from left to right and then from right to left, trying to understand Yunling's state of mind when she wrote it.

He felt like he was going insane.

He had never felt this way before.

he,

But he never thought of conquering Yunling.

He just wanted to see her once and say a few words.

From then on, my heart was repeatedly moved.

**

Yunling was unaware that Lu Yinghuai had folded her reply back along the crease and carefully placed it under her soft pillow, regarding it as a source of emotional support.

All she knew was that the steps for worshipping ancestors on New Year's Eve this year were a bit longer. There were still nine rooster bowls, nine pairs of chopsticks, and nine wine cups on the table, but the amount of joss paper, paper money for noble people, and precious clothes to be burned was more than in previous years.

The thought of the smoke from burning the incense making it smell like rats in a hole made Yunling pout. "Grandma, are we burning too much this year?"

"Go away, go away! Didn't you see the copper coins rolling up in the incense burner this morning? Our family will definitely be rolling in wealth next year. What's wrong with dressing our old and young uncles up nicely?"

Yunling asked, puzzled, "Grandma, the incense ash can roll up a copper coin, isn't that because of the incense?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than she received a flick on the forehead, followed by Old Lady Yun's words: "Gods, please forgive any strange behavior. This naughty child is just spouting nonsense and causing trouble. Please forgive him."

Old Lady Yun shooed Yun Ling aside, then knelt on the prayer mat, holding divination blocks in her hand, and began to pray one by one for Old Man Yun's health and safety, for Yun Shenghua to ward off evil spirits and improve his career, and for Zhang Shi and herself to have a harmonious and peaceful family life.

She also prayed for Yun Ruochun's own well-being and marriage, and for Yun Ruoxia's wealth and peace. When it came time for Yun Chu, Yun Ling noticed that the roast chicken no longer smelled good or was crispy.

"Next is my junior sister's eldest granddaughter, Chu'er. Chu'er is currently studying at a private school. We pray that the Wenchang Gong (a deity associated with literature and scholarship), Confucius, and the teaching staff of the Master and his wife will assist her in writing excellent essays and possessing great literary talent."

"May she achieve the highest rank in the imperial examinations with her pen, and bring wealth and honor with her pen. May she draw dragons with her left hand and phoenixes with her right, so that she may be destined to be with her teacher in the private school, and with her classmates, and may everything go smoothly and peacefully for her."

Yunling's gaze swept over Yun Chu. She thought that this person would find these words too solemn and feel uncomfortable, but she saw her secretly putting her hands together to thank the gods.

Yunling: ...

As soon as the divination blocks clinked, the conversation shifted to Yunling.

Old Lady Yun had an absolute bias towards Yunling. She prayed for Yunling's safety, wealth, marriage, and career, and finally concluded with a single sentence.

May she be clever, resourceful, and successful in everything she does, and may she rise to higher positions.

Yunling was pushed by Zhang to the incense burner, where she bowed three times to receive divine grace. Next came the burning of joss paper, paper money for the noble, and precious clothing. After the process, everyone was more or less covered in the smell of incense smoke.

From then on, roast chicken in Yunling's place had another flavor: smoky roast chicken.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Yunling couldn't set off firecrackers with Yun Ruochun and the others as she had in previous years. Her mother said she was going to offer the first incense of the year, so she dragged her to the Daxian Temple.

Near the Tai Sin Temple area, although it was dark and people could not be seen clearly, conversations could be faintly heard. Moreover, the closer you got to the Tai Sin Temple, the more crowded it became, making it difficult to move forward.

Old Lady Yun pulled Yunling along, pushing and squeezing their way through the cracks to a spot with candlelight. Snow was falling from the sky. The temple was small, and the places to stay had long been occupied by those who had arrived earlier. Despite this, it couldn't stop wave after wave of people from rushing here.

"You silly boy, aren't you cold?"

Grandma Yun lifted her cotton-padded coat halfway open and then hugged Yun Ling.

The warmth instantly enveloped Yunling, and she felt a strange longing for it. Zhang had dressed her in a thick cotton-padded coat before she left, so she wasn't cold. But she was also afraid that if she said she wasn't cold, she wouldn't be able to snuggle up with her mother-in-law.

So he just shamelessly snuggled into Grandma Yun's arms and asked, "Grandma, are there really gods in this world?"

Grandma Yun rubbed Yun Ling's icy ears with her hands, "Of course it's true."

"Grandma, can the gods see us and hear our pleas?"