The Yan family at this moment.
Jinlu is trying to appease his wife.
"Don't look so sad. I have nothing to do with her anymore. She's the one who keeps bothering me. Don't worry, I've already chased her away. She won't come back. She's going to marry into the Liu family soon."
What do women love most?
Gossip!
Upon hearing this, Wang Jingshui's anger had already subsided.
"The Liu family? Which Liu family? Could it be Aunt Efen's family at the village entrance? My goodness, that Liu Wangtao is uglier than a wild boar, this..."
Wang Jingshui is a complete looks-obsessed person.
I like Jinlu simply because he's handsome; there's no other reason.
She'd rather marry a wild boar than an ugly woman; at least a wild boar can kill her and eat her meat.
"I guess so. I heard his mother is going to offer five taels of silver as a bride price. Lately, his doorstep has been worn down by suitors. That slut Zhu Xiaohua, would she treat a niece so well? She doesn't care if the man is ugly or not. As long as there's enough money, she'll call even a fool a celestial being."
It has to be said that Jin Lu truly understands Zhu Xiaohua.
The couple huddled in their room and chatted about gossip for half an hour.
When they came out, they had already made up.
Shi Xiaohe smiled helplessly.
She had just spent a long time trying to comfort Lamei, but Jing Shui was still sullen.
Not long after Jin Lu entered the room, laughter from the two of them could be heard.
They really are a pair of bickering lovers.
In the height of summer, cloudy weather is a rare treat; today is not as hot as usual.
Layers of white clouds blocked the blazing sun, reducing most of the summer heat.
In the slightly old courtyard, a wooden window is open to the outside world.
After a night of stuffiness, the smell was rather unpleasant, so Yan Xia opened the wooden window to ventilate the shop as soon as she arrived in the morning.
After making ice jelly all morning, her hands were covered in the smell of brown sugar and watermelon.
Business is booming today, even more so than yesterday.
After handing the last two cups of ice jelly to her son.
Yan Xia finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She moved her bottom off the stool and stood up.
I stretched and yawned, and immediately felt completely refreshed.
"Guihua, take a break after baking the last batch of peach shortbread. There are still two more batches to go, that should be enough to sell."
"I understand, Mother—"
After giving her instructions, Yan Xia decided to go for a walk in the street.
She was tired of always staying in the shop.
It feels like going back to work in modern times.
You can't escape working and making money no matter where you are.
As she walked to the front of the shop, Yan Xia greeted a few familiar customers.
So we strolled towards Shuangqiao.
That's the busiest street in town, not far away. She'll just take a look to see if there's any good fruit; she's gotten tired of watermelon these past few days.
Looking around, apart from apricots, plums, and some unidentified wild fruits, there were mostly watermelons.
Yan Xia doesn't like the apricots here; they're so sour they hurt her teeth. She'd rather make them into candied fruit.
I looked away and continued browsing.
Until I saw someone selling melons.
"How much are the melons, ma'am?"
The woman selling melons looked a bit older than her.
He's probably around 40 years old.
"Three coins each, regardless of size."
"Alright, give me two."
Yan Xia always likes to bargain when she buys things, but unlike others, she only bargains with rich people.
She never haggles with these poor small vendors.
For every extra penny they earn, their children can have an extra bowl of brown rice porridge.
"Alright, I'll pick out two big ones for you, little sister. Here, take them."
Seeing that Yan Xia was so agreeable, the woman selling melons picked out two of the largest melons from her stall and handed them to her.
Holding a melon in each hand, Yan Xia prepared to go home.
As I reached the corner of my shop, a familiar voice drifted to my ears.
"Let go, I won't sell them. These peaches were pre-ordered, and I won't sell them no matter how much money you offer."
"You old hag, you're not going to make money? Are you stupid? You two, snatch the bamboo basket from his son. These two strings of cash are for your peaches and the bamboo basket. Let's go."
Zhou Laocai was accompanied by two employees and his son Zhou Yiliu.
They insisted on "buying" the peaches from Aunt Tao.
Just as the group was about to leave with their bamboo baskets, Yan Xia walked over.
"Oh, so you're trying to steal my business? What? Jealous that my shop is doing well?"
Yan Xia approached step by step.
“Who stole it? My dad bought it for two strings of cash. What's a few worthless peaches worth? My dad is a great philanthropist. He's doing good deeds. How did these peaches become yours? Did they have your name on them? You're so old and still running a shop. Go home and take care of your grandchildren.”
Zhou Yiliu is a reckless scoundrel.
He retorted to Yan Xia with a disdainful look.
Yan Xia wasn't too angry at first, but then this ugly man said she was old?
Unable to bear it any longer, Yan Xia slammed the melon she was holding in her right hand into his face, making his already flat features even flatter.
On Monday, a nosebleed suddenly gushed out.
I'll beat you to death, you bitch!
His temper flared up instantly, and he roared as he charged toward Yan Xia.
"Go to hell!"
Yan Xia kicked him into the river.
This river isn't deep; it's a tributary of a larger river.
Standing in the water, it barely covered my knees.
But that's embarrassing.
A grown man couldn't even beat a woman; Zhou Yiliu was so angry his face turned bright red.
"What are you standing there for? Go and pull my son out!"
Zhou Laocai gave each of the two dazed men a large pocket.
"You get down there too, you old bastard—"
Yan Xia had long disliked him. He would stand across the street and stare at her shop all the time. Did he really think she couldn't see the jealousy and ruthlessness in the old man's eyes? He was probably plotting to frame her.
Sure enough, they started poaching her suppliers.
This is intolerable!!
The two men were caught in a dilemma: they couldn't pull him away, nor could they leave him. They stood there, too afraid to move, lest they be kicked down themselves.
"Let me tell you, if you dare steal my stuff again, I'll immediately create a new product, priced at 10 coins, and your shop will go bankrupt without a single customer! It's so damn annoying! Your business is bad, and you're blaming me! Why did you take my peaches back? Do you even know how to make peach shortbread? Do you even deserve to use such delicious peaches? You've ruined the flower cakes, and now you're eyeing the peach shortbread too? Are you trying to sell my ice jelly? You toads daydreaming, get lost! Pah—"
Yan Xia gave the father and son a severe scolding.
That finally made me feel better.
Although the fact that they had taken away her son's marriage was partly to blame, she was still quite grateful to the father and son.
After all, Yuefang's family isn't exactly a good family.
Without them, Xiaohe wouldn't have been able to marry into their family.
It's quite a coincidence that both of my sons had rather bumpy marriages.
"Let's go, Aunt Tao, let's weigh it at my shop. It's a pity about this melon; I just bought it, and I don't know if it's any good."
"Hey, Shunzi, keep up."
Aunt Tao was shocked by the way Yan Xia had just kicked and cursed people, and she was almost in shock.
In fact, the manager she remembered was very kind.
Only after Yan Xia turned a corner and disappeared from sight did the mother and son hurriedly catch up with her.
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