Chapter 410 is not worth mentioning.
In the end, Xie Zheng escorted her to the alley entrance.
That night, Song Chunxue tossed and turned, unable to sleep, feeling as if something was pressing against her chest, driving away her sleepiness.
She had no choice but to get up and meditate.
The next day, after breakfast, she told Mulan that she would take her to help out at Caiyu Cloth Shop.
The third child had no objection, but the fourth child raised a question, "Does Mother want Third Sister-in-law to take care of the shop in the future? She doesn't know anything, so she might as well stay at home."
"Just because someone else is willing to learn doesn't mean everyone is as unrealistic and ambitious as you."
Song Chunxue spoke in a harsh tone, crossing her arms and looking down at him.
"Sanwa is already married, why don't you keep mentioning going to Ji County to arrange a marriage for him?"
The fourth brother turned his head and said, "I'm just seeing how busy Mother is. You still have to help Yao Man with the opening of the inn."
"So when are you planning to go, or have you taken a fancy to another girl?"
"I'm still young, I don't want to get married so early. It's not too late to get married after I turn twenty," the fourth brother said awkwardly. "I don't want to raise children so early, it's too tiring."
"Fine, but don't say it was because I didn't want to go with you to find a spouse."
The fourth brother waved his hand, "Mother, you all go ahead. I want to go to Jincheng to find my second brother. We can talk about this when we get back."
Song Chunxue ignored him and took the food box she had prepared for the Taoist priest.
Mulan didn't say a word the whole time, but Song Chunxue knew that she was very happy to go to the shop and experience new things.
Sanwa said that Mulan has been very active in learning characters these past two days.
Moreover, Mulan has been taking care of all the big and small things at home these past few days.
She got up very early, and by the time Song Chunxue got up, she had already fed the donkey and was sweeping the yard.
No matter how dirty the yard looks, Mulan will sweep it spotless and keep her tools neatly arranged.
She would also help Song Chunxue with breakfast, such as lighting the fire and fetching water, and she was extremely efficient.
Perhaps knowing she was going to the shop today, Mulan wore the new clothes that Song Chunxue had made for her, and she also wore a silver hairpin and a red hairpin in her hair. Her hair was slightly curly, just like Sanwa's, and the color was brownish. Even the color of her eyes was lighter than that of ordinary people.
Her complexion improved quickly; in just a few days, her cheeks, which had initially been slightly flushed, now appeared delicate and fair.
Being young is great.
"Mom, if I don't have to work in the fields anymore, won't my sister and brother-in-law have a problem with farming for us?"
Upon hearing Mulan's question, Song Chunxue was taken aback.
"Hmm, I'm still thinking about it. It's not good for Hongying to just farm all the time. It would be better to give her a storefront to do business. Selling steamed buns would be fine."
She walked towards the direction of Dongsheng Gate, saying, "I'll go deliver food to the Taoist priest first, and then I'll come find you when I come down."
"Okay, Mother, I'll go find Brother Mei."
Upon arriving at the Taoist temple, the main gate was wide open. Song Chunxue went to the main hall to offer incense and placed the food box at her senior brother's door.
Then she took the food box from last night down the mountain.
Upon arriving at the Caiyi Cloth Shop, the embroiderer was teaching Mulan how to cut cloth and how to talk to customers.
Mei Yang is currently searching for the fabric her customer wants.
There were quite a few people who came to buy cloth, and they were clearly maids and servants from wealthy families, whose words and actions were different from ordinary people.
Song Chunxue helped the customer find an expensive piece of fabric, but the color was rather pale.
Because ordinary people are different from officials, they cannot wear colors that are too bright or too expensive.
Colors like pure blue and pure purple, as well as extremely sophisticated black ink, were ignored by officials.
Even if someone could afford it, they wouldn't buy this kind of material.
Mei Yang must have done his homework; the material he chose from Old Man Zhang was not only beautiful but also quick to produce.
In just a day and a half, two volumes were sold out, and others would have to wait another month.
"Sister Song, sit down and have a cup of tea." Mei Yang sat down at a tea table not far away and pushed the pastries forward. "With guests coming in one after another, I can finally feel at ease. My boast back then wasn't for nothing."
Song Chunxue nodded, "You have a keen eye; these fabrics are selling very quickly. If you need money for future orders, just let me know."
“No need. Once our fabric shop is open, there’s no need to rush to settle payments. We can pay after all the fabric is sold.” Mei Yang lowered her voice. “Are you planning to hand over your work to Sanwa’s wife in the future?”
"Okay, from now on you'll handle the accounts here. If she doesn't know how, let Sanwa take care of them. And if the two of them need money, they won't have to take it from me."
Mei Yang nodded, "You've put a lot of thought into this, but I thought you'd hand over the inn to him and take over the other side yourself?"
"Not necessarily. If I go on a long trip, I'll need the two of them to take care of me. Sanwa can't focus on his studies, and Mulan has to learn to manage things. She not only has to learn to read but also to do accounting. It all depends on whether she's willing to endure hardship."
Mei Yang was surprised, "You're going on a long trip?"
"You're not really determined to become a monk, are you? Last time I could tell that Lord Xie's feelings for you weren't fake. Can you really be a saint like Liu Xiahui?"
Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Who is Liu Xiahui?"
Mei Yang smiled, picked up his teacup and took a sip, "A man who remains unmoved by beauty and undisturbed by women."
"..." She was both amused and exasperated. "Lord Xie isn't going to sit in my lap. Even if my heart is churning, it's only temporary and it will eventually calm down."
"What?" Mei Yang's eyes widened, and he leaned closer to her, lowering his voice, "So he's already confessed his feelings to you?"
"Not really, anyway..."
“I know that cultivating the Tao is a long-term plan, while romantic love is just a momentary pleasure, but I was so…” He glanced at Mulan at this point, “Never mind, I was a bit unreasonable back then, but I thought that not many women could refuse me, and I was even heartbroken for a while because of it.”
"I never expected that you, Lord Xie, would be able to..."
"Perhaps I'm overthinking it. We're just friends now, the kind who can drink together often."
Mei Yang chuckled helplessly, looking at Song Chunxue with a meaningful gaze.
"Fine, if you insist on thinking that way, that's good too. It shows that your resolve to follow the Dao is firm, and everyone has underestimated your determination to pursue the Dao."
Song Chunxue's face burned. In fact, she knew that her cultivation of Taoism was just a way to comfort herself and calm her heart.
It's not fair to say they were wholeheartedly devoted to the Tao.
“I went to find Yao Man. Mulan told her to learn something in this shop. I know you won’t have time to come here every day. You’re probably thinking about expanding your business and doing other things, right?”
Mei Yang did not deny it.
"I'm thinking of having a few more children while my son is still young, so they can all grow up together. If I can break even in the next year or two, I'll do something else."
Hearing Mei Yang's words, Song Chunxue chuckled slightly.
She couldn't help but think of herself when she was young. Back then, like everyone else, she thought it would be easier to have more children and grow up together.
Looking back now, she finds it especially foolish.
It's hard for whoever gives birth to a child. If she had had two fewer children, she wouldn't be suffering from illness in her old age, to the point of wishing for death but being unable to live.
"Don't tire your wife out. Giving birth and raising children is like giving your life for them. Two is enough." Song Chunxue stood up. "I'm leaving now."
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