Fang Qing was unaware of what these people were thinking; they went home.
The Zhou family had already sold all 180,000 jin of wheat seeds, and their finances were back in order. Today, Zhou Ning came to settle the previous debts.
Three hundred taels of silver was no small sum, so Zhou Ning, fearing it might be unsafe, exchanged it for silver notes with a face value of fifty taels each.
Faced with so much money, Fang Daniu didn't know how to handle it until Fang Qing urged him, at which point he picked it up with trembling hands.
“The wheat seed sales went very well this time. I wonder if we’ll have the opportunity to cooperate on corn seed sales next?” Zhou Ning asked.
"Of course there's a chance, but I have too much corn at home, and just threshing it would be a lot of work."
Fang Qing said this seemingly casually, and Zhou Ning smiled.
"Don't worry, since it's a collaboration, our family should also do our part. I'll bring some workers over to help when the corn is being threshed."
"That would really trouble you."
Mrs. Zhou rubbed her head.
"Don't be so polite with me. I just saw you harvesting in the field. I heard that's called chili peppers? What are your plans?"
Zhou Ning really wants to work with Fang Qing now.
This single sale of wheat seeds earned them more money than they had earned in the entire previous year, demonstrating the immense benefits this partnership brought them.
"This is for making my secret seasoning, not a staple food, so I don't plan to sell the seeds. However, my peanuts are dried, and I can shell and sell them together with the corn later."
Two orders came in at once, and Zhou Ning's smile widened.
"Okay, I'll go back and have someone prepare, and we'll come over in a few days to pick up the things!"
Zhou Ning was beaming with joy.
After exchanging a few more words, Zhou left in her carriage.
The village roads were difficult to travel on, and the horse-drawn carriage swayed and bumped along.
After leaving Fangjia Village, the carriage suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Ning lifted the carriage curtain and saw a face he didn't want to see.
"Ningning, it's me. Long time no see."
Fang Eryou stood outside, smiling as if he were looking very dashing.
Zhou Ning frowned in disdain.
She lowered the curtain and said to the driver, "Let's go."
"Wait, Ningning, how is our child? The Zhou family won't let me see her. Will she start calling for her father?"
Zhou Ning felt so disgusted he was about to vomit.
They didn't care about their children before, so what are they doing here now?
Seeing that Zhou Ning ignored him, Fang Er quickly followed the carriage.
“Ningning, I was foolish before and did many things that hurt you. I know I was wrong. I wonder if you can give me a chance.”
He went straight up and grabbed the coachman, forcing the carriage to stop.
"We still have a child, and a child can't be without a father, I..."
"roll!"
Zhou Ning suddenly flung open the curtain, glaring at Fang Eryou with a look that seemed to want to kill him.
Fang Er had never seen her with such an expression before, and for a moment he didn't react.
“Ningning…”
Before he could say anything, a horse-drawn carriage without a carriage stopped in front of him.
Zhang Daikui recognized him as the Zhou family's coachman.
"Miss Zhou?"
Zhou Ning saw him too, and her expression softened a bit.
"Brother Zhang."
Zhang Daikui looked at Fang Eryou and asked, "Have you run into trouble?"
Fang Eryou looked displeased as he saw the person who had suddenly appeared.
"This is a matter between my husband and me, it has nothing to do with you, Brother Zhang, you'd better not meddle in other people's business."
"What if I absolutely have to get involved?"
When Zhang Daikui stood in front of him with his burly figure, Fang Eryou's imposing presence immediately diminished.
"you……"
“Our relationship has ended. Don’t bother me. And don’t go to the Zhou family again. Our Zhou family wouldn’t dare to have a relative like you.”
Fang Er, feeling ashamed, pursed his lips and glared at Zhang Da Kui.
"Think about it again. You're a divorced woman with a child. It won't be easy for you to remarry. If you want, I can divorce Xiaodie and marry you right now."
"roll!"
Zhang Daikui kicked Fang Eryou.
"How dare you say such a thing? Miss Zhou is a perfectly good woman. If she wanted to remarry, countless men would be waiting to marry her. Who do you think you are?"
That kick was quite forceful, and Fang Er's face turned incredibly ugly.
"Ningning, think about it carefully."
Fang Eryou didn't dare to confront Zhang Daikui head-on, so he left after saying those words.
Zhou Ning also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you alright?" Zhang Daikui asked her.
Zhou Ning lowered his head in embarrassment.
"It's nothing, thank you for your trouble, Brother Zhang."
“It was nothing. Fang Er is the kind of person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. If he continues to provoke you in the future, just tell me and I'll take care of him for you.”
Zhou Ning's heart was pounding.
Although Zhang Daikui was a rough and uncultured man, he was a good person.
Aside from her own father, this was the first time she had ever felt this kind of protection from a man.
It's hard not to be tempted.
Zhang Daikui didn't seem to talk much; he said a few words and then drove away in his carriage.
Zhou Ning watched him leave before telling the driver to drive off.
"The Zhang brothers are really good."
Zhou Ning responded.
"But I disagree. He lost his wife at such a young age, and he's a grown man raising two sons, the younger of whom is mentally challenged."
"Haven't you remarried all these years?"
"No, I heard it's because she didn't want her two sons to be bullied."
Zhou Ning gripped the handkerchief tightly.
But isn't it precisely this kind of man who is the most responsible?
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