Grandpa Yun sat up from the kang (a heated brick bed). "Alright, stop nagging. I'll go find Xiao Liu in a bit."

That's more like it!

There are clearly experts out there, yet they insist on messing around on their own.

Grandma Yun gathered up the loose silver coins on the table. "If you keep being stubborn, I won't even be able to give you New Year's money. Ask Xiao Liu how her master is spending the New Year. If her master is spending the New Year alone, have Sisi ask her master if she'd like to come to our house for the New Year."

"Also, if they're willing to give us advice, you should have Xiao Liu tell them that they can decide how to divide the profits."

As he put on his clothes, Grandpa Yun said, "I know. Don't worry about it."

How could I not worry? My whole family is waiting for me to eat and get dressed.

It snowed all night last night.

After Sisi finished practicing her kung fu, she took a group of little ones to build a snowman.

Twelve is also present.

Twelve was dressed like a little bear.

Twelve was walking quite steadily at first. However, because of the snow on the ground, Twelve would slip and fall every two steps...

If it weren't for the thick clothing, Twelve would have fallen and cried.

When Grandpa Yun arrived, Twelve was lying on the snow, smiling at Sisi. "Sister, let's play."

Sisi refused to crawl on the ground. "Get up, the ground is cold."

"It's not cold."

Sisi lifted Twelve off the ground. "Even if it's not cold, you can't crawl on the ground to play."

"Oh. I won't climb."

"Good boy." Sisi was wondering whether she should brush the snow off Twelve. But if she did, he would just fall again.

Grandpa Yun's voice came from behind. "Building a snowman?"

Sisi turned and looked at Grandpa Yun. "Hmm. Great-Grandpa, would you like to play with us?"

Twelve followed up with, "Yes. Great-Grandpa, let's play."

Grandpa Yun patted Twelve's little leather hat. "Great-Grandpa is done playing now. Great-Grandpa has something to discuss with your Sixth Sister."

"Oh. Twelve."

Ever since Twelve learned to walk steadily, he's become Sisi's little follower. Wherever Sisi goes, Twelve follows. Sisi is happy to take him with her.

"Okay, Twelve can come too."

Twelve was delighted. "Sister?"

After brushing the snow off Twelve, Sisi took Twelve's chubby little hand in hers.

Twelve was even happier.

Sisi led Twelve into the house with Grandpa Yun.

After entering the house, Sisi looked at Grandpa Yun with a smile and asked, "Grandpa, what do you need me for?"

Twelve: "What is it?"

Grandpa Yun was too embarrassed to speak, but after all that effort, they still hadn't made any progress. "Your master... has your master come to see you recently?"

"Yes, I have."

"Then... then could you ask your master to help your great-grandfather come up with a solution? Your grandpa and grandma have been working hard for months but haven't earned much money. You can talk to your master, and your great-grandfather won't let your master give him ideas for nothing. If it can make money, your master will take the lion's share, and our family will take the smaller share."

"Okay. I'll tell my master when he comes to see me."

Grandpa Yun then told Sisi about his plan to invite Master Sisi to his home for the New Year.

Sisi said she would pass on the message. "Great-Grandpa, is the family out of money? If not, I'll get you some more."

Grandpa Yun was too embarrassed to accept it. "No need, no need, there's still plenty at home. If your master doesn't have any good ideas either, then your great-grandfather will... take your grandfather and the others to chop more firewood and clear more wasteland."

The government allocated them wasteland near the border. If they wanted to open more land, they would have to go further away. The further away they went, the easier it was for them to be robbed.

In recent years, although the imperial court and the northern ethnic groups have not fought any major battles, minor skirmishes have never stopped.

Especially during the grain harvest, foreign tribes from the north would often come and steal the grain.

Sisi doesn't care much about the wasteland because of this.

"Really not going to?"

"Really, you don't need to."

"Alright. Then I'll tell my master when he arrives."

"Hmm. Are your dad and the others coming back for the New Year?" Yun Yuqi and the others haven't returned since they went to the military camp.

"return."

When will you be back?

"New Year's Eve".

"Did you memorize what Great-Grandpa asked you to memorize yesterday?"

"I've memorized it."

"Then you carry your great-grandfather on your back."

"good."

...

When Sisi went to bed that night, she told Fengchan about how Grandpa Yun had come looking for her.

Feng Chan was relieved.

If they keep failing to earn money, her daughter will have to keep contributing. She can't just watch them go hungry, can she?

"I've finally figured it out. If it were me, I would have come to you for advice long ago. What do you plan to do?"

“I plan to tell them that my master has entrusted this matter to me.”

"...Okay. Otherwise they'll think you only know how to coax Twelve. Twelve's gotten fat again. I hope your little brother can be as chubby as Twelve in the future."

"Of course it can, don't worry."

"Hmm. By the way, are your dad and your uncle coming back for Chinese New Year?"

"return."

"You're coming back? Then go out and buy some cloth tomorrow, and I'll make a new outfit for your father." Her belly was already quite large, and it was snowing outside.

"OK."

The mother and daughter chatted for a while longer before going to sleep.

The next day, after breakfast, Sisi went to find General Niu. "Godfather, it's almost New Year's, I've come to deliver your dividends."

General Niu was a little confused. "Dividends? What dividends?"

Is Zhao Ruliang real or fake?

Sisi frowned as she looked at General Niu. "Godfather, why are you so indifferent to money?"

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