The Widow Does Not Remarry, and After Getting Rich, the Family Thrives with Many Children

Jiang Yue transmigrated into a book and started her journey as an infamous widow who was currently unconscious. Her three sons each had their own selfish thoughts. "Mom, please don't die! Y...

Chapter 86 Emaciation

Simple, really simple.

After seeing the demonstration by their mother/third aunt, Qingshan, Dashi, and Xiaoshi were all stunned.

Such a simple thing, in Auntie's hands, becomes a hot snack!

"Take this cold dish to the restaurant."

Jiang Yue didn't keep anything to herself and taught her son and nephews the steps for making jelly.

At the same time, they were instructed not to buy raw materials from just one shop, but to buy from several different shops.

Because these snacks are simple to make, as long as a smart person is willing to spend time studying them, or a thoughtful person observes the raw materials they purchase, they can replicate them in time!

"good."

Qingshan responded and led his cousins ​​to carry the things to push the cart.

About an hour later, Qingsong and the other two pushed the cart home.

After putting the things away, Xiao Hu and Xiao Ma made an excuse to help the family dry the wheat and left.

Qingsong was so hot that he took off his jacket, scooped up a ladle of well water, and poured it directly over his head.

One ladleful wasn't enough, so they poured another, and continued pouring three ladles of water before the dryness subsided.

Hearing the commotion, Jiang Yue came out of the room, casually tossed her son's jacket into the basin to soak, and instructed him:

"Are you hungry? Go change into some dry clothes. Mom made some cold noodles, go and eat."

"Sigh~"

Qingsong agreed and happily went back to his room to change his clothes.

Of course, I wash my own underwear, but my mother washes my outer clothes and trousers.

Sigh, I don't know what's wrong with Fangfang, she hasn't been to the stall in ages. I miss her~

However, after he had finished eating, his mother told him something that struck him like a bolt from the blue—

Fangfang was picked up by her uncles and aunts!

Waaaaah, he didn't even have time to express his feelings!

Jiang Yue was also very disappointed. Fangfang was such a good girl. She didn't know if she would ever come back to Peach Blossom Town.

The marriage of my own son, Qingsong, has been truly fraught with difficulties.

Undeterred, Qingsong muttered to himself:

"Mother, I want to wait two years. If Fangfang doesn't come back, can I then look for other girls?"

"Whatever you want, Mother's not in a hurry."

Jiang Yue nodded and agreed.

Her family had no imperial heir and was not a wealthy family, so they absolutely needed a son to carry on the family line!

*Ahem* Of course, when Qingshan of her family gets married and has children, he continues the family line, right?

Qingsong was extremely grateful to his mother, feeling that she was the most enlightened person in the world.

From now on, he will work even harder to earn money!

As evening approached, dinner was just cooked at home, and Qingshan and the others pushed their cart home.

No matter what Jiang Yue said, she wouldn't let her two nephews leave. They had dinner together at her house before she let them go.

Qingshan took out a slightly sweaty contract and said, "It's settled, the price is the same as the cold noodles."

Jiang Yue nodded, but didn't reach out to look; she was a little disgusted by the smell of sweat!

"Brother, let's make more tomorrow morning, I'll get some to sell at the stall too!"

Qingsong said with a grin, "It seems he's already moved on from the shadows."

"Hmph, then get up earlier, don't stay up so late again."

Qingshan doesn't spoil his younger brother; he spoils his younger sister instead.

"Okay, big brother~"

Qingsong nudged his elder brother's shoulder with his own, then took out his money box and showed it all he had earned that day.

Qingshan also handed over all the money he had left over from selling materials to his mother, asking her to keep track of his expenses and balance for the day.

After a flurry of activity, Jiang Yue left her mark on the accounts.

At this rate of making money, I'll earn quite a lot this month!

After washing and tidying up, and checking the doors and windows in the front and back yards, the family finally turned off the lights and went to sleep...

The village chief was busy until the end of the month, and he lost a lot of weight from the stress.

Jiang Yue wasn't much better off; her once round face had become even thinner.

There's no other way; the first batch of planting is crucial and cannot be taken lightly!

Every day, she takes her daughter to check the areas designated as medicinal herb fields in various farms.

I documented everything from the germination of the seedlings to their growth.

The story of Wu Guihua's elopement was gradually forgotten, but the dark cloud hanging over Wu Mazi's family was not going to dissipate so quickly; this was just the beginning.

"Bang!"

The sound of things being smashed startled a passerby at the door. Then, as if remembering something, the person shook his head and quickly picked up his hoe and walked away.

The family chose two acres of good land to plant medicinal herbs. With the sun so strong, he went to loosen the soil first, and his son would come to water them later.

Thinking about the substantial sum of money he would receive at the autumn harvest three months later, the man's eyes narrowed with a smile...

Wu Dama has been lying in bed for several days.

In the past few days, few people in the village have come to see him, let alone offer him comfort.

"Old man, this medicine is so expensive, how did you fall?"

Old Mrs. Li was bent over, squatting on the ground, and complaints came out of her mouth unconsciously.

After she finished speaking, something hit the back of her head, making her wince in pain.

"Shut up! Go cook!"

Wu Dama lost a soup spoon; it hurt, but it wasn't enough to crack his head open.

Now, in his eyes, women are all burdens, things that ruin the family's reputation!

"I know, stop nagging, you just take it out on me."

Old Mrs. Li muttered to herself, picked up the broken pieces, and slowly left the main house.

After coming out, she stood tall and proud, and scolded her daughter-in-law:

"You clueless idiot, go cook! How did we end up with such a lazy bum like you in our family! You're such a loudmouth!"

Look at you, you haven't raised your son well, and you haven't raised your daughter well either. At such a young age, you still dare to elope?

"Don't ever show your face in front of me again, or I'll beat this little slut to a pulp!"

No matter how awful Zhang was, she was still the mother of her two children.

Even if her children are disappointing and she feels resentful, she wouldn't openly insult her own daughter's reputation in broad daylight.

His resentful eyes glared silently at his still-nagging mother-in-law, and suddenly, the malice within him, like a wild beast, was unleashed...

"ah--"

Old Mrs. Li fell down the steps, face down, blood gushing out along with her screams of pain...

Zhang felt a moment of panic, but quickly realized that there was no one else in the house except her father-in-law, who was still lying in bed!

"Zhang, what happened to your mother-in-law?"

From inside the main house came Wu Mazi's questioning voice.

Zhang was startled, but seeing the groans in the pool of blood growing fainter, she hurriedly said:

"Dad, Mom fell and got into the shards."

Upon hearing this, Wu Mazi didn't care at all and casually dismissed the question:

"You blind, stupid woman, take her away and get her dead!"

"Sigh~"

Zhang gave a strange smile, then dragged her mother-in-law, who was lying on the ground, into the kitchen...

In her last moments of consciousness, Old Li saw her daughter-in-law holding a kitchen knife, grinning maliciously at her.

Then, a sharp pain shot through my neck, and then I fell silent...

"You started by speaking ill of me and then mocking me. I've had enough of this for over a decade!"

Zhang said coldly, then suddenly seemed to remember something and slowly withdrew the cleaver...