Guo was initially a little uneasy, but she had already made the promise. Besides, she also had to think about her daughter's marriage and her son's schooling. If she really stayed in this poor and remote place for the rest of her life, how could she ever get ahead?
He gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes, my daughter-in-law really wants to go back to her parents' home."
Once back in the capital, his son and daughter would have a bright future, and he wouldn't have to suffer hunger and cold here, working hard in the cloth shop for only a few taels of silver a month.
Just a few days ago, Zhou announced that the cloth shop would get back on track after the New Year, making a profit every month. Each of the four wives would receive six taels of silver per month, and the rest would go into the family coffers for household use.
Farmers can't save more than a few taels of silver a year, so she thought it was a lot for each person to have six taels of silver a month.
They had only just taken over the cloth shop business and were still learning the basics; the risks ahead were unknown. Besides, they had to support such a large family, send four children to school, and prepare dowries for the maids—all expenses. She couldn't give too much at once.
Madam Yun lowered her eyes slightly, and after a moment looked at her, "You must write a letter back to your parents' home immediately. As long as your parents' home agree to your return, this old woman will divorce you on behalf of my son!"
Madam Zhou was greatly alarmed, "Mother! How can this be allowed?"
Li exclaimed in alarm, "Mother, please think it over!"
Yu also advised Guo, "Third sister-in-law, you mustn't!"
Only Su Shi calmly and slowly chewed her food.
She has no right to interfere in the affairs of the Yun family.
She was able to live here and share joys and sorrows with this family entirely because of her aunt. She was polite to those sisters-in-law she had a good relationship with, but she didn't need to rush to make peace with those who gave her a hard time.
The older children at the table were also stunned.
Xiao Si Yun Tianyi tugged at his sister's sleeve, "Sister, if we go home, can I stop practicing martial arts?"
Yun Manyin took a deep breath to suppress the itch in her chest and gritted her teeth, saying, "If Mother protects you, you won't need to practice martial arts."
She doesn't have to marry a farmer.
This time, Mother can't abandon her again, can she?
Guo gritted her teeth and stood up, bowing to Old Madam Yun. "I'll go write the letter right away."
Madam Yun's chest heaved, but she remained silent.
The Zhou family members were truly at a loss for words to persuade them.
In Xiao Youran's view, this was exactly what she expected.
In my previous life, my third maternal aunt had voluntarily divorced and returned home.
My second sister's cough... if she won't even take the medicine, then I really won't be able to help her.
Some things may be changed, while others may be destined.
...
The next morning, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xiao Youran and her brother Tuantuan paid their respects to their grandmother and four cousins, received a bunch of red envelopes, and then happily went to the village.
When Steward Zhang saw the brother and sister arrive, he was very happy and stepped forward to say a few auspicious words. Then he pointed to the young master's courtyard and watched the two of them walk in that direction.
For the past two weeks, my master has finally not fallen again.
Moreover... with these two siblings around, he felt that his master had regained his humanity and was no longer the cold, unsmiling master who seemed to be cultivating immortality and about to drift away at any moment.
The monk Wuwang was picking his toes as he watched Wen Yuanbai move swiftly and gracefully on the plum blossom stakes.
Wen Yuanbai, dressed in white, practiced footwork on the stakes. Although he was only ten years old, he moved with lightness and grace, as handsome as an immortal.
When the Jiang siblings entered, they were both stunned.
However, the monk Wuwang immediately looked at the two men's hands.
It was completely empty.
He was furious. "Where is my breakfast?!"
Jiang Youchen: ...
Xiao Youran looked up at the sun, which was already high in the sky, and asked in surprise, "Master, you haven't had breakfast yet?"
The monk Wuwang angrily said, "Isn't it you who brings breakfast every day? It's already so late today, why isn't it here?"
Xiao Youran still looked shocked. "Master, you said yesterday that we had a day off and wouldn't practice martial arts today! If we're not practicing, why are we bringing breakfast?"
Wu Wang: ...
Are you kidding me? You guys can skip martial arts training, but how can I skip breakfast?
Xiao Youran pointed at Wen Yuanbai, "Besides, Master, you're giving Senior Brother Dabai special treatment, so even if he wants breakfast, he has to prepare it!"
Wu Wang: ...
That seems to make sense.
He suppressed his anger. "If you're not here to deliver breakfast and don't need to practice martial arts, then what are you doing here?"
At this moment, Xiao Youran tugged at her brother's sleeve, and the two of them bowed in unison, saying, "We wish Master a Happy New Year! May all your wishes come true and may everything go smoothly for you in the New Year!"
The monk Wuwang's anger subsided somewhat. "My good disciple, I also wish you success in your studies and that you will find the location of your dantian soon."
At least you have filial piety.
Xiao You Ran: ……
It really touched a nerve.
Master, you don't need to bring up the matter of the dantian.
but……
She reached out her hand to her master.
Jiang Youchen tugged at her brother's sleeve again and reached out her hand at the same time.
Wu Wang asked curiously, "What?"
Little Youran blinked her big eyes and said cutely, "Happy New Year! Bring me the red envelope!"
Wu Wang: ...
You two skimped on my breakfast, and you still have the nerve to ask me for a red envelope?
Seeing that her master didn't move, Xiao Youran threatened directly, "Master, it's one thing for you to give Senior Brother special treatment, but you're also cutting back on my seal of honor. Be careful, I'll cry for you!"
Wu Wang: ...
He glared angrily at Jiang Youchen, "Chen'er, how can you spoil your sister like this?"
Jiang Youchen said respectfully, "Master, I am a fiercely protective brother. I will listen to everything my sister says. She is always right, even if she is wrong."
Wen Yuanbai was leaping on the plum blossom stakes when he heard this and almost lost his footing. He quickly took a deep breath and steadied himself.
What kind of weirdo is this "sister-protecting maniac"?
Nan Zhu laughed heartily and gave Jiang Youchen a thumbs up, "Young Master Jiang, the term 'protective brother' is so apt!"
It's rare to see this monk Wuwang suffer a setback.
Wu Wang slapped away Xiao Youran's hand, which was about to reach for his face, and then pulled out his purse from his waist with a mournful expression.
He pinched out a small, neatly folded red paper packet and placed it in Xiao Youran's little hand. "Take it!"
Xiao Youran took it directly and handed it to her brother, saying, "Brother, this is yours."
Then he reached out towards Wuwang's face again, "What about mine?"
Wu Wang's lips twitched wildly, and he had no choice but to take out another small red packet. "Fine, here you go!"
Xiao Youran took it, squeezed it, and frowned. "There isn't even a copper coin in here, let alone gold or silver notes. Master, you're so poor, it couldn't possibly be a silver note, could it?"
Wu Wang nearly choked on his breath again. "Can you... not be so vulgar? Your master is a recluse, how could I possibly send you such mundane things as gold and silver?!"
Xiao Youran said "Oh," then pointed with a grin at his feet, "Master, is that the silver note you dropped?"
"Where? Where?" Wuwang immediately turned around nervously and searched the ground.
Xiao Youran burst into laughter, "A hermit, indeed!"
Jiang Youchen also held her stomach, not daring to laugh too wildly.
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