Ye Lingyu had never considered this issue before, as she had struggled to even feed herself.
Now that life is gradually getting better, getting a dog isn't out of the question.
The main reason is that Cheng Qingyan wants to raise him.
"Chu Ying, what do you think?" Meng Chu Ying is now part of the family, so I want to ask for her opinion before making any decisions.
Meng Chuying remained silent at first, then asked weakly, "We can't eat this many bones every day, can we? It needs to eat other things to be full."
Cheng Qingyan leaned back in her chair and said slowly, "Of course, our family's financial situation isn't so bad that we'd let a dog go hungry."
Ye Lingyu and Cheng Qingyan were both waiting for Meng Chuying's answer. It seemed that only if she agreed could they decide whether or not to raise the child.
This shows how much importance is placed on Meng Chuying, and Meng Chuying understands this perfectly well.
She looked up again and smiled brightly: "If I can afford to raise them, I will. If I can't, I'll just eat less."
Cheng Qingyan scoffed, "Are you an idiot? Just eat as much as you want, eat however you want. As for what the dog eats, don't worry, we have the means to feed both people and animals until they're stuffed and have more than they can eat."
The decision to get a dog was made happily in this way.
Since the last time he went to town to sell vegetables, Liu Baisheng has been sending people to pick vegetables almost every day.
The vegetables on Cheng Qingyan's two acres of land were so plentiful that they could be harvested in no time; after only a few harvests, they were almost all gone.
Fortunately, the vegetables in the field are growing well, and the yield is sufficient.
One mu of radishes sold for three taels of silver. Half a mu of cabbage and spinach sold for three taels and six mace. The rest, added together, sold for two taels.
These two acres of land, plus the one tael and three mace sold earlier, minus the five taels of silver prepaid, brought the total to approximately five taels and nine mace.
Liu Baisheng never expected that she could grow so many vegetables on her mere two acres of land during the winter off-season.
He sent people to harvest the crops, and they were also responsible for weighing and calculating the weights. Cheng Qingyan only needed to follow along and do the calculations.
So when Liu Baisheng received these numbers, he was genuinely surprised.
And after the vegetables were harvested, he sincerely expressed his desire to continue working with Cheng Qingyan.
Cheng Qingyan did not agree immediately, but said that she would discuss the matter with Liu Baisheng in person when she went to town next time.
After the vegetables were harvested, it was already the twelfth lunar month, and the Laba Festival was the day after tomorrow.
The new clothes I bought for Meng Chuying, she has been reluctant to wear.
She only put on the outfit after being coerced and lured by Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu.
The clothes were bought according to Meng Chuying's height. If she keeps them without wearing them, they will only get smaller and smaller until she can't wear them anymore.
Wearing her new clothes, Meng Chuying didn't go to play with her friends in the village, but instead came to Ye Lingyu's place.
She even wiped the bench before sitting down, leaving Cheng Qingyan speechless.
This child is too fond of his new clothes.
"Chu Ying, clothes are worn by people, and they will eventually get old. You will also grow up slowly, and the clothes you wear now will become too small in a short time."
“Appropriate care proves your affection, but excessive care becomes a burden.” Cheng Qingyan moved a stool and sat next to Meng Chuying. She would buy her new clothes in the future, and she should learn to get used to wearing new clothes.
She needs to understand that this is normal, not something she can only dream of.
Meng Chuying was a little reserved: "I... I haven't worn new clothes in a long time, I'll be careful."
Cheng Qingyan rarely patted Meng Chuying's head to comfort her: "I didn't mean to blame you, I just wanted you to get used to this kind of ordinary life."
"I understand, Brother Cheng."
When her parents were alive, she never felt reluctant to wear new clothes.
Every time her mother made new clothes, she would wear them out to play immediately, and she wouldn't feel bad if they got dirty.
Now, it's probably because of its rarity that it's so cherished.
The last time the villagers went to Shuanghe Village, Cheng Qingyan had someone bring Ruan Banxia a basket of vegetables.
When that person returned, he brought Cheng Qingyan a stack of Chinese herbal medicine recipes for soap made by Ruan Banxia.
While selling vegetables, Cheng Qingyan was also making soap.
With Ye Lingyu's help, she rendered the mutton fat and lard she had bought earlier.
They even had someone make a bed out of the straw mat in the house.
Having gotten used to sleeping on straw mats, she found the wooden plank bed, even with new cotton quilts on it, to be rather hard.
The once empty house has gradually become more furnished and cozy.
Cheng Qingyan touched the newly laid-out quilt and said with some emotion, "Wife, our home is becoming more and more like a home."
From pots and pans, tables and chairs, to new beds and mattresses, everything that needed to be added to the house was gradually being acquired.
Ye Lingyu said with deep feeling, "Fool, no matter what this place looks like, it will always be your home."
"My wife, this is your home too~"
Cheng Qingyan became somewhat awkward; at this moment, her thoughts became impure.
She had stated from the beginning that she could make the bed, but Ye Lingyu still insisted on making the bed for her.
A lonely woman alone in a room, facing the man she loves. To say she felt nothing would be a lie.
Taking Ye Lingyu's hand to straighten the wrinkles, Cheng Qingyan led her to sit down on the edge of the bed.
"Wife, stop tidying up~"
Ye Lingyu glanced at the wrinkles: "There's still a little bit that hasn't been smoothed out. I'll smooth it out for you."
"My dear wife, it's no trouble at all. It'll wrinkle up again soon."
After speaking, Cheng Qingyan pounced on the person and knocked them onto the bed.
"My dear wife, thank you for making this bed for me. I have nothing to repay you with, so I will repay you with my body."
Making a bed and offering herself in return—Cheng Qingyan's skin is getting thicker and thicker just to take advantage of people.
Ye Lingyu, panting heavily, ran back from Cheng Qingyan's room, looking as if she were fleeing in a panic.
After returning to the room, I slammed the door shut with a loud thud.
Cheng Qingyan curled up on the bed, covering her face and laughing. How could her wife be so shy! She was just kissing and touching her, and she was like a startled fawn, almost crying under her!
It made her feel incredibly guilty, as if she had committed some heinous crime.
It seems I'll have to blindfold Ye Lingyu next time.
As the weather gets colder, fewer and fewer people in the village go out.
With things in the fields temporarily settled, she could now focus on making her soap.
Wood ash is always available; she just needs to keep experimenting.
I had never done it before; all I knew were the simple steps others took to make soap.
She couldn't guarantee that she would be able to make it in one or two tries, but she would keep experimenting, believing that she would eventually succeed.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com