"Congratulations, you're a big girl!"
Chi Xingyue felt a little embarrassed. She glanced at the folded bed sheet next to her and asked, "Why are you folding it? Aren't you going to wash it all?"
Ling Jiheng whispered in her ear: "I'll take your space and hide it."
Chi Xingyue glanced at him uncertainly: "What do you want to do? You don't have any special fetishes, do you?"
Ling Jiheng bent his index finger and flicked it on Chi Xingyue's forehead, causing her to hiss in pain.
"I'm that kind of person, you little rascal! If I tell you to keep it, just keep it. It will be useful!"
Chi Xingyue said "Oh" and put the bed sheet into his dormitory.
I found some on the mattress too, and with a blushing face, I rolled it up and put it away.
Fortunately, they had the same mattress at home, and after they tidied it up, there was no trace of the previous mess.
Ling Jiheng asked Chi Xingyue: "Does your stomach hurt?"
Chi Xingyue shook his head: "Not bad!"
Perhaps it was the spiritual spring water that protected her and prevented her from suffering!
Ling Jiheng told her: "Leave anything to me in the next two days, and you just stay at home and take good care of yourself."
Chi Xingyue smiled and nodded: "Okay!"
Ling Jiheng went to the kitchen and brought breakfast to Chi Xingyue, placing it on the small table on the kang. Then he closed the door, told Baozhu not to disturb the Second Young Master's wife, and left.
Baozhu stared at the door intently, worry written all over her face.
Shu Muyun came out and saw what was happening. He hurriedly asked what happened. After knowing the situation, he couldn't stay any longer. He was afraid that something might happen to Chi Xingyue, so he didn't tell them.
Arriving at the door of the west room, he knocked lightly on the door panel: "Xingyue, can mother come in?"
Chi Xingyue quickly put away his headphones, got off the kang with his shoes on, and welcomed the person in.
The couple's room was quite clean, except that the quilt on the kang was not folded and there were signs that someone had slept there.
Chi Xingyue didn't comb her hair either. Her long, straight black hair was draped behind her head, not looking messy at all.
A little embarrassed: "Mom, please sit wherever you want. I just got up and haven't cleaned up yet!"
Shu Muyun didn't care and found a place to sit by the kang.
Seeing this, Chi Xingyue became even more casual. She put on her slippers and got on the kang, crossing her legs.
"Mom, try this pastry, it's delicious."
Shu Muyun smelled the faint floral fragrance from the pastry, and felt a little sour.
Her son is such an ungrateful little bastard. He only cares about being considerate to his wife and forgets that he has a mother.
Chi Xingyue said that the rose cakes were found in the small warehouse. Together with the moon cakes, they were almost drowned.
So, it really has nothing to do with Ling Jiheng.
Of course, Shu Muyun was not the kind of evil mother-in-law who would sow discord between her son and daughter-in-law. After wiping her hands with a handkerchief, she started eating without any hesitation.
The white pastry crumbles away when you bite into it, and the pink filling exudes a fresh and tempting aroma.
Shu Muyun's mouth was watering, and he asked curiously, "What kind of filling is this?"
"Hasn't mother ever eaten roses?"
Shu Muyun shook his head: "It's the first time, and it feels very special."
Chi Xingyue smiled: "Then eat more, mother. I will make it for you next year."
Shu Muyun put down the pastry in his hand and asked, "Xingyue, are you feeling unwell? If you have any problems, you must tell your mother!"
Chi Xingyue felt that she couldn't hide the fact that she was having her period, so she pursed her lips and said shyly, "Mom, I'm having my period."
Shu Muyun was stunned for two seconds, then covered his mouth and laughed. Oh my, my daughter-in-law has grown up, so how far away can a little grandson be?
He told Baozhu to boil brown sugar water and held her hand to remind her what to pay attention to during the process.
How could Chi Xingyue not know this? She was too experienced. But she still nodded obediently, pretending to be taught.
"By the way, do you have enough menstrual pads? If not, I have new ones!"
Chi Xingyue smiled and said, "It's enough. I bought a lot when I went to the county with my husband last time."
Shu Muyun nodded: "Okay, you should have a good rest. If you feel uncomfortable, be sure to tell your mother, don't be embarrassed.
If you feel bored, just call Baozhu to talk to you. If you don’t mind, mother can come and accompany you.”
Chi Xingyue thanked him with a smile, but in her heart she was thinking goodbye and wanted to sleep.
Although my stomach didn't hurt, I wasn't feeling well. I also had some back and leg pain.
Baozhu brought in some brown sugar water, and Shu Muyun gave her a few instructions before turning around and leaving.
Chi Xingyue watched the other person walk away and found that Baozhu's face was blushing. She was even more shy than himself, and he felt a little amused.
But he didn't expose it. He coughed lightly and asked Baozhu to put the bowl on the table.
He smiled and said, "Go and do your work. Close the door. I'll call you if there's anything."
Baozhu nodded: "I understand, Madam Second Young Master. What do you want to eat at noon? I will make it for you!"
Chi Xingyue thought for a moment and said, "Let's have something lighter, like yam and pork ribs soup."
"Okay, I'll leave now. You can have a good rest."
After Baozhu left, Chi Xingyue lay back in bed, took out her headphones, and continued listening to her favorite domineering CEO novel.
But I was really bored and couldn't fall asleep, so I took out the "Mushroom Cultivation Guide" to read.
Since I want to teach you how to grow mushrooms, I have to use some techniques.
Talking without practicing is just empty talk. She talked and practiced, and it was perfect.
On the other side, Ling Jiheng was surrounded by everyone as soon as he brought people to Song Lizheng's house.
Everyone in Qingshan Village was very excited last night, but after a good night's sleep, they were entangled again.
Feeling uneasy, he wanted to come to the village head to seek comfort, but ended up meeting the Ling family.
"Ling family boy, can this mushroom really be grown?"
"Of course, we've done experiments. If the crops don't grow, the Ling family will bear the village's losses."
"If I give you the mushrooms to sell, can you really get them for a hundred coins per pound?"
"We try our best, but the market is something that changes. It could be high or low. I hope you understand."
"What is Yicheng?"
Ling Jiheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Lizheng, thinking, didn’t the uncle Lizheng say that?
"One tenth is one-tenth. For example, if a pound of mushrooms sells for a hundred coins, our Ling family will take ten coins from it, which means you will get ninety coins."
Everyone was shocked, thinking that this was too much.
For every 100 kilograms of mushrooms they sold, the Ling family could get one or two taels of silver. When hundreds of households combined, they earned much more than they did from growing mushrooms.
Facing the doubts, Ling Jiheng remained calm and said, "Selling things requires skills. If there were no Ling family organization, you might sell them cheaply for a few small things, or even engage in a price war.
By then, vicious competition would form, and Qingshan Village would have no advantage. Mushroom cultivation would become a joke.
Although the Ling family takes a cut, it ensures maximum fairness. Everyone gets the same price, and we're creating a brand unique to Qingshan Village.
It will be easier to gain recognition if we start doing other businesses in the future.”
The farmer didn't understand the deeper meaning of this, but Song Lizheng opened his mouth in surprise: "Is Ji Heng planning to continue to lead the villagers to prosperity?"
Ling Jiheng nodded: "I have an idea, but I'm not sure. It depends on how this cooperation goes.
Uncle Village Chief, we share a common interest. If the villagers are good, our Ling family will be more comfortable.
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