Qiao Lian'er felt a chill creep up her sleeves and collar, spreading throughout her body, and even penetrating her internal organs.
She thought that this stable business could continue and become a steady source of income, but little did she know that the situation would begin to change.
"So, nothing's going to happen recently, right?"
"It shouldn't happen anytime soon. We have a rainy season in the south, and everyone finds it troublesome. At least the rainy season won't come." The uncle said almost with certainty.
Qiao Lian'er felt that he definitely knew more than he said.
"Okay, thank you, uncle."
The sun blazed down from the clear blue sky, and even through an oil-paper umbrella, one could feel the heat.
But Qiao Lian'er rubbed her arms; they were indeed a bit cold, and she felt an indescribable sense of crisis, lurking somewhere and not knowing when it would arrive.
The two uncles finished eating the peanuts and left, leaving behind only an empty little wine jar.
Qiao Lian'er was in a bad mood and, afraid of being seen by her family, she went into the carriage and pondered deeply.
If the rainy season doesn't come, then she still has a few days of safe time to make money.
With preparations over the past two years, if a war really breaks out and supplies are needed, it won't be so urgent; we can hold out at the beginning.
So she had time to build the house.
However, she wanted to speed up the process.
Holding this money in hand right now is an insecure factor.
Everyone knows the Qiao family has made a lot of money. If someone in the village makes an accusation, they'll be in big trouble.
Although most people in the village are good, there is a small group with all sorts of ulterior motives.
Qiao Lian'er took a deep breath. She really hoped that these were just rumors, so that once the house was built, the family could continue to save money.
When Qiao Lian'er came out of the carriage, her face returned to normal.
After a while, I seemed to see two familiar figures at a street intersection not far away, but in the blink of an eye, they disappeared again.
"Brother, the South is truly a vast and resource-rich land."
These two men are Pei Zhujin and his brother.
After walking down one street and turning into another, Pei Shijiu picked up an interesting gadget from a stall and fiddled with it while saying something.
“Yes, the North is suffering from famine this year, and many fields have yielded no harvest. But the South is blessed with favorable weather, which is a sight to behold.” Pei Zhujin said with a faint smile.
"But brother, why did Father send us to investigate these matters? After several months of travel, I feel like my bones are about to fall apart."
As Pei Shijiu spoke, he casually bought the items.
"I don't know either. Father sent us out to investigate the people's conditions to train us. We just need to report back truthfully when we get back."
Pei Zhujin said with some emotion, "I've learned a lot on this trip, and I've also seen how hard it really is for ordinary people."
A faint sense of sorrow appeared between his brows.
Seeing that Pei Shijiu had chosen this stall, he was then attracted by another stall and ran over there.
“Brother, Father just wrote a few days ago, telling us to hurry back. You can’t keep playing around; you need to speed up your journey.”
"No, brother, the South is much more fun than the North. We rarely come here, so let me have a great time today. Let me shop to my heart's content in Yongguan County and try some local specialties. I haven't had enough yet."
"We'll head back first thing tomorrow morning without stopping."
Pei Shijiu hugged Pei Zhujin's lower back, looked up at him, and clung to him like a puppy.
“Sigh, little brother, you’re really being willful. You wanted to stay here to play yesterday, and I was already indulging you. You still refuse to leave this morning.” The boy frowned slightly.
"Brother, look at my hands. I lost a bet yesterday and got scratched by rocks and vines while walking upside down. I need to rest and recover."
Seeing this, Pei Shijiu started to play the victim.
His outstretched hands were indeed covered in scratches. Even though the girl had left yesterday, he still mustered all his strength, gritted his teeth, and did a handstand uphill until he reached the road.
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