Yang Yufen was well aware that she had already taken advantage of the opportunity to make money before, and that others would have already learned how to do it now.
"You're moving out?"
Professor Wen stopped in his tracks.
“We’re not moving now. Xianjun’s injury hasn’t healed yet, the child is still young, and Niannian has a job. Before, Xianjun wasn’t around, but the situation is different now. Besides, the house isn’t far from the family compound, so I can come and help anytime if needed.”
Yang Yufen was used to living alone, and now that everything was developing in a positive direction, that was good enough, so she decided not to get involved.
“My household registration has already been transferred here. I’m afraid that if I go back to farming, I might not be able to get here in time if something happens to Niannian. It’s better to be closer to you. You can take care of us in the compound, and the children go to school in the compound, so it’s very safe.”
The young couple has been married for three years, but they've only really spent a few days together; they're like strangers.
Professor Wen nodded upon hearing this.
"Your mother-in-law is very thoughtful, but it's a pity for you."
“What’s there to feel wronged about? I’m happy to be free. I’ll teach that brat a lesson so he won’t only upset Niannian. Niannian’s personality is just too good; she never argues or makes a fuss. She’s easily taken advantage of in marriage, which isn’t good for a family’s harmony.”
Yang Yufen touched the large gold bracelet with a red string wrapped around her wrist. She had raised such a brat and he had never bought her a single piece of yarn. If it weren't for her daughter-in-law, where would she get a big gold bracelet to wear?
Her household registration was with her daughter-in-law, and she suddenly became a city dweller. Others envied her.
When Professor Wen compared himself to Yang Yufen, he suddenly realized that he was not as insightful as Yang Yufen, who had never been to school.
"I saw that your bamboo weaving was very good, and the furniture you made was also very nice. If you move out, what are you going to make?"
"My skills are just so-so. I've seen others make them, and they're much better than mine. The counters in department stores are so fancy, and only people in the industry don't mind. Weaving everyday items doesn't sell for much money, and it takes a long time. I'm going to go into the food business again."
Yang Yufen also happily told Professor Wen about her plans.
Professor Wen nodded upon hearing this and offered his suggestions.
"Then sell noodles. Your hand-pulled noodles are chewy and the broth is generous. The taste is not only excellent but also very good. You can eat them in hot weather or cold weather, and it's not troublesome."
"This is good, this is something I'm good at."
Yang Yufen nodded; now that she had a goal, things were much simpler.
"I'm thinking of taking that brat back to my old man's grave once he's better.
"That's to be expected. Otherwise, if they get busy with work, they probably won't be able to find the time. Once the children are in school, they'll only have summer and winter vacations."
"Yes, if we go back this time, we don't know when we'll be able to go back again."
Yang Yufen couldn't help but sigh.
That evening, Professor Wen's husband brought up the matter.
“It is indeed time for Niannian to go back and pay her respects. I will grant her leave later.”
Dean Hu nodded.
Why did you bring out so many books?
"Let Xianjun learn more, so that the gap between husband and wife won't be too big and they won't have anything to say to each other."
Dean Hu spoke without hesitation.
"That's too much."
Professor Wen looked at his son, who had quietly added a few more books to the collection, and knew that he was definitely up to something.
“With Niannian here, she can teach you things you don’t understand.”
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