"If I could eat like this every day, even if it's only 20 cents, not to mention 55 cents a day, I can work for Chu Jie'er and the others for the rest of my life."

"Last month, my husband took some vegetable seeds from Sister Chu and took them home to plant. We just harvested them a few days ago. Brother Yuan personally took the vegetables away, weighed them, and gave him 458 coins. That's quite a sum. My husband has been at home taking care of the children and hasn't been able to go out to work. He always said that he felt guilty about me, the only one working and supporting the family. Now that he's growing vegetables, he can take care of the children and make money at the same time. He couldn't be happier. He's thinking of using the money to make new clothes for me and the children."

"Yes, my dad also took some rapeseed to plant, and he made quite a bit of money this time. Before, my dad always thought he was too old to do anything and was a burden to our family. Now, he's become more cheerful. Yesterday, he happily cut a piece of fat pork and said he wanted to make braised pork for his little grandson."

"Sister Chu's pastry business is doing well now. The first place she and Brother Yuan thought of was our Zhaojia Village. When they opened a branch of Huixiang Restaurant, they also recruited people from our village. It's not the busy farming season now, and many people used to be idle, but now they have work to do and earn money. In the past, they could only eat meat during festivals, but now they can eat it every month. Life is getting better and better."

"In my opinion, Brother Yuan is a lucky star. Sister Chu used to be a confused little punk, but since she married Brother Yuan, she knows how to love her husband, support the family, and support our village."

"That's right, that's right, Brother Yuan is a lucky star. I thought he was a good man from the beginning. He's handsome, well-behaved, hardworking, and kind-hearted. Alas, why doesn't my girl have the luck to marry Brother Yuan?"

As soon as Zhao Chuchu and Zhang Xiuyuan came in, they heard this. Zhao Chuchu was not happy and quickly pulled Yuan Ge'er behind her, saying, "Aunt, you are wrong. Yuan Ge'er is destined to be my husband only."

Her domineering and strong character made the thin-skinned Zhang Xiuyuan blush. The teasing eyes of several aunts fell on him again. Zhang Xiuyuan lowered his head in shame, and only dared to look at his toes.

Wife, how can you say such things so directly? It’s so, so embarrassing.

The two people's reactions made everyone laugh.

"Yes, yes, Brother Yuan is yours."

That's a must!

Zhao Chuchu was showing off foolishly, but when she turned around, Yuan Ge'er glared at her and ran away in shame.

She stood there stupidly, the smile on her lips growing wider.

She touched the back of her head and thought to herself, her brother Yuan is so handsome, just like an immortal who walked out of a painting, as cool and pure as moonlight, with a figure as slender as a green bamboo, and a face as clear and elegant as the bright moon. Not to mention his gentle look when he looked at her on weekdays, even when he glared at her fiercely at this moment, she felt her heart melt.

Tsk tsk, she is really poisoned.

She was poisoned by Yuan Ge'er's love, and the poison penetrated into her bones. It was in the late stage, but she still refused to seek treatment.

…

Late at night, Bai Mansion, study.

A slender woman was sitting at the desk, looking through official documents. The oil lamp on the desk reflected her heroic and cold eyes. It seemed that there was something not so good written in the documents, and the coldness and seriousness of her eyes deepened a bit.

After finishing reading the document in her hand, she closed it, put it aside, and rubbed her tired brows with her fingertips.