"Mom, my hand hurts, I want to rest."
Old Mrs. Huang took a look and asked, "What the hell is this?"
In her previous life, she was stabbed with a sword, leaving a bloody hole, and then burned to death by fire!
"You're crying out in pain already? Your brother, sister-in-law, and I all went through this. Why, are you the only one who's precious?"
On the third day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed to the Shen Mansion in a hurry.
Mr. Shen happened to be at home, and when he saw him, he just sighed.
"This is fine, but there have been so many protests, and the dean is now unwilling to accept you no matter what."
Huang Youwei thought that he would have to work in the fields every day in the future. Not only would he be exposed to the sun, but he would also have to endure the leeches sucking his blood in the paddy fields. He even wanted to die.
He mustered up his courage and said, "Then my intimacy with Biyu..."
Master Shen frowned. "Between official career and Jasper, you have already chosen official career, so Jasper is far less important to you than official career."
That means you two are done.
Huang Youwei felt as if his head suddenly exploded, making him dizzy.
After Mr. Shen finished speaking, he looked at him, with an expression of respect for his talent on his face, but he remained silent in the end.
He also saw that in Huang Youwei's heart, official career was the most important thing, and his daughter was most likely just a stepping stone for him.
Otherwise, Mrs. Huang would not have stopped it directly.
Huang Youwei bowed to him, turned around and left the Shen family in a daze.
After he left, Miss Shen came out from behind the screen with tears in her eyes.
"Dad, are you the one who caused the trouble?"
Mr. Shen shook his head, "No, otherwise I would not have personally asked the dean for help."
Miss Shen said depressedly: "Now the storytellers in the teahouse are all talking about this, so it has caused many people to protest. Whoever did it is so wicked!"
Old Mrs. Huang and Huang Dalong, who were far away in the village, sneezed loudly at the same time.
This was done by Huang Dalong, but the idea came from Old Lady Huang.
That day, Huang Youwei went to the Academy to intercede for Master Wu. As soon as he left, Old Lady Huang whispered something in Huang Dalong's ear.
This is exactly what I am talking about.
Huang Dalong was asked to find a storyteller in the teahouse in the town and tell him the story of Huang Youwei's plan to deceive a rich girl into marriage.
If the storyteller told the story in a teahouse, the teahouse would attract many customers. The storyteller would add fuel to the fire and the teahouse's business would double.
Now it’s crowded every day and everyone wants to hear this kind of gossip.
Huang Youwei never recovered after returning home, and Old Mrs. Huang didn't care about him. He just lay down.
This is to prevent him from having such evil intentions and still wanting to take the imperial examination.
Old Mrs. Huang has money now, and can support a useless person at home.
Now, she is thinking about expanding the scale.
The production of crayfish and snails has decreased significantly. If they are caught further, they will probably become extinct.
There are people patrolling the farm every day, but the fish and shrimp there can only wait until they can be caught.
On the contrary, her dim sum is selling like hot cakes.
Not only is it selling well in restaurants, but even street side snack shops are in short supply.
To this end, she plans to open a snack factory in the village, specializing in making snacks and selling them, so that she can help the villagers get rich faster.
When famine comes, they can be among the first group of refugees, and with money in their hands they will not starve.
Just when she was busiest, Huang Youwei suddenly cheered up.
"Mom, I want to find a good way to make a living! Enough to support myself! So that I don't have to stay at home and eat beggars!"
When Old Lady Huang saw this, alarm bells went off in her heart, and she tentatively asked him what tricks he had come up with.
Huang Youwei said calmly: "I have to thank my mother for this. Without her, this thing would not be possible!"
Old Mrs. Huang immediately took a few steps back. What did he want to do?
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