It was already 9 o'clock in the evening when Jiang Yu and her son returned home after dinner and shopping.

Jiang Yu handed the things in his hand to the servant and casually asked about Yun Yao upstairs.

The servant replied carefully: "The young lady was quite noisy this afternoon."

Jiang Yu curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, "Don't worry about her, she won't die from starvation for a day."

"yes."

Yun Cong now hated Yun Yao to the core. Hearing this, he immediately said, "Mom, one day of starvation is nothing. She should be starved for two more days."

Jiang Yu didn't want her son to be involved in the fights between the women in the backyard, so she slowed down her tone and reminded him, "Xiao Cong, go back to your room and do your homework."

"oh."

Perhaps because she knew Jiang Yu would not let her go, Yun Yao remained quiet and did not make any noise the entire night.

Jiang Yu was also happy to have some quiet time. She watched TV for a while and went back to her room to take a shower and go to bed around 10 o'clock.

It’s cold in winter, so Jiang Yu likes to take a bath in the tub, which inevitably takes a little longer.

When she finished her bath, put on her clothes and went out, she unexpectedly found that her husband had returned and was sitting at the coffee table thinking about something.

Before she could speak, Yun Shixian took the initiative to ask, "What did you want to see me about at noon?"

"It's because Xiaoyao got mad at me..."

Jiang Yu walked to the chair next to him while tying the belt of her pajamas and sat down. She told him everything about Yun Yao stealing her bracelet and selling it to buy a shop.

After saying that, Jiang Yu rolled her eyes at her husband and said, "You are such a fool. Xiaoyao is just a student. How could she get the money to open such a big store? Didn't you ask her?"

Yun Shixian was a little surprised to hear that his eldest daughter used the money to open a clothing store to steal his wife's jade bracelet.

"She said she borrowed the money from a friend and sold some jewelry. I didn't pay much attention to it."

Jiang Yu continued to complain to her husband in dissatisfaction, "You gave the shop to Miss Bai without saying anything, which made me look foolish today."

Yun Shixian rubbed his nose in guilt, "She doesn't have many friends around her. Staying at home all day is not good for her health and the children. Giving her a shop to run can help her kill time."

"What about me? Won't I be bored if I'm alone at home every day?"

"Your wife has so many acquaintances in her circle. If you are bored, you can go to them to have fun. You can also keep in touch with them."

"Those people, on the surface, are polite, but in their hearts, they are all laughing at me. I am too lazy to flatter them. Shixian, why don't you arrange a job for me in the company..."

Before Jiang Yu could finish his words, there was a sudden noise outside.

It was Yun Yao, who lived diagonally opposite, knocking on the door.

Yun Shixian frowned, "What's going on?"

Jiang Yu explained calmly, "She did something like this, and I showed mercy by not calling the police. A small punishment is necessary. If she doesn't learn her lesson, who knows what she will do in the future."

Yun Shixian had no objection to this, and only reminded him, "Don't overdo it. Mr. Zhao still relies on Xiaoyao to work hard. Okay, I have something to go out, you should go to bed early."

Jiang Yu stared blankly at her husband's back as he left, feeling mixed emotions.

Although she hated what her eldest daughter did, as a mother, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable and disgusted when she learned that her own daughter was sold and abused like a bargaining chip by her husband.

Not long after Yun Shixian left home, the noise stopped.

Peace returned to the house, but Jiang Yu became even more upset.

After lying in bed for a while, Jiang Yu got up, found the key, and unlocked the door of his eldest daughter's room.

Pushing the door open, Jiang Yu met Yun Yao's excited and surprised eyes and coldly scolded: "For your father's sake, I will temporarily forgive you this time. If there is a next time, I will definitely not show any mercy!"

She didn't eat much last night and has been hungry ever since. She is already starving to the point of being extremely hungry.

There was no cooking at home that night, but there were two cold steamed buns and half a plate of pickles, which were the leftovers from the servants' dinner.

Yun Yao was extremely hungry, so she grabbed the cold steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth. Even though her face turned red from choking, she was reluctant to spit it out.

After eating two cold steamed buns, Yun Yao finally felt alive.

She made herself a cup of malted milk and drank it to warm her stomach, feeling resentful.

Just wait and see, she will pay you back tenfold the suffering she endured today one day!

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After two days of thinking, Yunmo drew drafts of two styles of rice dumpling packaging boxes.

After school that day, Yun Mo took a ride with Xie Xia and went to Xie's house.

Although Yun Mo had been to Xie's house twice before, it was the first time she met Xie Xia's parents.

The Xie family is a large family. The main branch is in the provincial capital, and there is only Xie Xia’s father’s lineage in Jiang City.

Father Xie is about the same age as Yun Shixian, but he does not have Yun Shixian's shrewdness and materialism. Instead, he has a more elegant and gentle bookish air. In comparison, Mother Xie is more like the head of the family. Her eyes and brows, similar to those of Xie Xia, reveal a bit of competence and frankness.

"You are Xia'er's classmate Xiaomo, right? Please take a seat."

Father Xie greeted Yun Mo with a loud smile. Mother Xie sat there without saying a word, looking her up and down with her beautiful eyes, but she did not look offensive.

Xie's mother did not have the arrogance and elegance of other rich ladies. The way Xie's mother looked at her was completely that of an elder looking at a younger person.

Yun Mo bowed slightly to the two of them politely, "Mr. Xie, Mrs. Xie, hello. I hope I didn't disturb your rest by visiting you without permission."

Mother Xie raised her chin and said, "It's okay, sit down."

His words were concise and cool, just like Xie Xia's. Yun Mo's nervous mood relaxed a little.

After drinking some tea, Father Xie took the initiative to ask about Yun Mo's family situation, "I heard from Xia'er that your hometown is in Lu'an, Anshi?"

Yun Mo nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Anshi is located between the Yangtze River and the Huai River. It has high terrain, vast mountains and hills, and is rich in cotton, linen, bamboo, tea and the like. Especially in Liu'an Town where my grandfather's family lives, it is rich in high-quality bamboo. The bamboo has slender joints, strong toughness, and long and dense fibers. It is one of the best raw materials for bamboo weaving. Liu'an's bamboo weaving has a history of hundreds of years."

After listening to Yun Mo's introduction, Xie's father smiled and nodded, "I have seen the bamboo weaving products you gave Xia'er. The quality and craftsmanship are indeed good. Xia'er should have told you that I need to order a batch of rice dumpling boxes for the Dragon Boat Festival. I have three requirements: they must be beautiful, generous, and affordable."

Yun Mo smiled slightly, "Mr. Xie, I have temporarily made two design drafts for the packaging boxes. Would you like to take a look first?"

"Okay."

Yun Mo took out the first design draft and said, "Mr. Xie, the design of this packaging box is inspired by the steaming grid. For the sake of beauty, the outer surface adopts an oval shape, which is divided into three layers, upper, middle and lower, just like the steaming grid, which symbolizes prosperity. The box body adopts the trapezoidal weaving method, which is both beautiful and simple and generous."

Looking at the design drawings, Mr. Xie's eyes showed some appreciation.

As a married couple, Xie's mother knows her husband best. However, although he appears easy-going on the surface, he is actually picky and difficult to deal with.

Seeing that her husband was satisfied with the design, Xie's mother also became curious.

"show me."

Father Xie handed the design drawing to his wife, and then looked at Yun Mo expectantly, "Have you finished the other design drawing as well?"

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)