"Ping'er is a good girl, but she is too young, and Liu won't take her back to Beijing." Yu Ruhai said with great emotion.
Yu Zhou shook her head. "Ping'er is pretty in our countryside, but she is not very noticeable in Shengjing. Master, why don't you let the third brother look around in the capital and send her to the fifth brother's room to ease the relationship between the brothers."
Yu Ruhai thought it made perfect sense, so he dipped the pen in ink and started writing the letter.
After passing the crescent gate of the west wing, Yu Jiao saw Fei Ge'er squatting beside Yu Mengshan, staring at him doing carpentry work. Yu Mengshan smiled and touched his head. The old and the young were inexplicably harmonious.
Hearing footsteps, the two looked up, and Yu Jiao smiled and called out, "Dad."
Yu Mengshan couldn't help but be delighted. He quickly responded, wiped his hands with a handkerchief and was about to stand up.
Yu Jiao knew that he had difficulty walking, so she quickly stepped forward to help him, and the family went into the house and sat down.
Song told Yu Mengshan that Yu Jiao was returning home to attend Liu Sanniang's funeral. Yu Mengshan asked with concern, "Have you ordered the coffin?"
"It's ready and will be delivered tomorrow morning."
"That's good. Your mother and I will go there early tomorrow morning. If you have any questions, just ask me and your mother."
Yu Mengshan and Song said the same thing, and Yu Jiao felt warm in her heart.
Song brought in tea and said with a smile, "Fuling would be very happy to know that you are back. She has been talking about you all the time. When you and Qizhe got married, if the child was not still young, she would have gone to the capital anyway."
Yu Jiao was also concerned about Yu Fuling. "My elder sister gave birth, and Qi Zhe and I were unable to return. This time I came back, I also wanted to visit Sister Fuling and the baby."
Song smiled and said, "You and Fifth Brother are far away in the capital, so why would it be worth it for you to come all the way back? When Fuling was giving birth, your father and I were there. Fuling and Brother Yu live in Qiyun County. If not, I would have asked your father to bring her here."
Yu Jiao said, "I will go to Qiyun County after the funeral is over. Then I will be able to see Sister Fuling and her son."
"That's great, it's a good coincidence that I can make it there." Song said happily.
"Dad, how is your leg? Is the prosthesis okay to use?" The wedding days were busy, and she only heard Song say that Yu Mengshan had made another prosthesis to wear. She was worried that he would not be comfortable using it, so she asked.
Yu Mengshan smiled and lifted up his shirt to show Yu Jiao, "I made one based on your original one. It fits you very well." In order to make the prosthesis, Yu Mengshan learned carpentry for a long time. Now he is quite good at carpentry. People who are familiar with him in the village often ask him to make some tables, chairs and benches.
Yu Jiao felt relieved when she saw this, and they chatted for a while. Then the voice of the maid Ping'er came from outside, calling them to go to the main hall for dinner. Before they knew it, it was already noon.
No matter what Yu Ruhai said at the dinner table, Yu Jiao just ignored him and concentrated on eating.
Yu Ruhai seemed to have restrained himself a little and stopped making trouble and embarrassing others.
After the meal, Yu Qiaoshan chatted with Yu Jiao for a long time about the livelihood of the villagers. Their village started growing medicinal herbs last year and selling them to the Shen family's clinic, which really increased their income a lot. Several surrounding villages were jealous and came to Qingyu Village's fields every now and then. Soon the neighboring villages also started growing medicinal herbs.
Because the herbs grown are short-season herbs and are not expensive, as more people grow them, the price of the herbs has also become cheaper. The Shen family did not lower the price of the last batch of herbs because of Yu Jiao, but they also told Yu Qiaoshan that the next batch of herbs would not be able to be sold at the current price, and would only become cheaper in the future.
Yu Qiaoshan was worried about this, and coincidentally Yu Jiao came back. Yu Qiaoshan knew that Yu Jiao was smart and it was Yu Jiao who came up with the idea of letting the villagers grow medicinal herbs. So he thought of asking her for more advice.
After listening to this, Yu Jiao said, "Let the villagers grow grain. Every household should store more grain and not sell it out easily."
"Why is this?" Yu Qiaoshan asked in confusion.
"Just in case." Yu Jiao always felt that if Zhu Yu and his son continued to act so absurdly, the world would change sooner or later. Otherwise, she would not have told the people in Xiyun County to change their crops. If a chaotic world really came, food would be more valuable than money.
Yu Qiaoshan wanted to ask more, but Yu Jiao shook her head and refused to say anything more.
"If you trust me, tell everyone to focus on growing crops and wait for a few years to pass before seeing how the situation develops."
Yu Qiaoshan pondered for a while. Perhaps because Yu Jiao had never made a mistake in her business before, Yu Qiaoshan intuitively felt that what she said was right, and quickly made up his mind, "After the last batch of medicinal herbs is harvested, I will ask the villagers to grow crops well."
Song originally wanted to let Yu Jiao and Meng Fei stay at home today, but considering that tomorrow was the day of Liu Sanniang's funeral, she didn't say so. She sent Yu Jiao out after dinner in the evening.
It was already dark outside. Jianjia lit a lamp and hung it on the wall of the carriage. The carriage left the village and headed towards Mengjia Village.
The path between villages was not as wide as the road leading into the city. Coincidentally, a carriage was coming towards them, but the path was too small for two carriages to run side by side. Wei San pushed the carriage slightly into the fields to make way for the other carriage to pass first.
As the carriages passed each other, a hand suddenly lifted the curtain and looked towards Yu Jiao's carriage. There was wind on the forest path, and through the slightly fluttering curtain, half of the face inside the carriage could be vaguely seen. The hand holding the curtain tightened, and suddenly let go.
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