As soon as the villagers got on the ox cart, they saw the large and small bags of things that Zhou Yunzhou and Jiang Qingyuan bought. Their eyes widened. How much money did it cost? Meat, big apples, peaches, cloth, milk powder, malted milk, and a whole bag of other things. My God, how much money does it take to spend like this?
After arriving at the village, the three of them took their things and went home. Who cares what they say? How can they not spend the money they earned with their own ability?
Nowadays, there are always some people who don’t want others to live well just because their own family is not living well. They are always jealous but can’t do anything about it.
During lunch, Jiang Qingyuan asked Jiang Qingwu, "Qingqing, you just told me that you're making money writing articles?"
Jiang Qingwu nodded. "Yes, Yunzhou doesn't let me go to work. I'm too bored at home. Little Sun sleeps a lot every day, so I just write manuscripts and review what I learned."
Jiang Qingyuan still agreed with his sister's idea. Although the family could support his sister even if she did nothing, she was married and had a family now. If she had a job and could earn money by herself, her brother-in-law would pay more attention to her, and the villagers would not dare to say that she was doing nothing.
"Okay, write if you want to, and rest when you are tired," Jiang Qingyuan instructed her.
Jiang Qingwu poured him a bowl of pig's trotter soup and placed it in front of him. "I know, brother, you don't need to send me money or tickets anymore. You can see that I'm doing really well. You should save the money for your wedding."
Jiang Qingyuan directly rejected his sister's request. "No, I won't worry if you have money. At worst, I can send less money in the future. I used to send 25 a month, and then I will send 15 a month. Okay?"
Jiang Qingwu had no choice but to agree, "Okay, okay, then remember to write to me every month. You and Mom and Dad are really something. I didn't let them send money last time, but they ended up sending me 500 and Yun Zhou 500. I really don't need the money."
Zhou Yunzhou knew that his daughter-in-law's family was worried about her and worried that she would suffer. This was probably because his daughter-in-law's relatives cared about her. He had never felt this kind of feeling before.
"Then the letters and money from grandpa, grandma, and uncles shouldn't have arrived yet. It's impossible for you to stop them from sending them. The last time I wrote to grandpa, he said that my aunts went out shopping and bought you a lot of beautiful clothes to send over."
Although Jiang Qingwu was very touched, she also felt a headache because she could not stop her family from doting on her madly. But she was really rich. She had made a lot of money from selling supplies, and the things that Uncle Dong left for Zhou Yunzhou were in her hands. She could never spend it all.
Jiang Qingwu drank two bowls of pig's trotter soup silently. The pig's trotter soup stewed by her brother was as delicious as in her previous life.
Seeing how much she loved it, Zhou Yunzhou said to her, "Wife, I just learned how to make this soup from my brother. If you want to drink it in the future, I will make it for you."
Jiang Qingwu smiled sweetly and hummed, showing off her husband to her brother, "Brother, look how good my husband is, he's good-looking and loves me. Thanks to him, my son is so handsome and so cute."
Jiang Qingyuan rolled his eyes at her, "Huh, people always say that nephews resemble their uncles. Little Sun's cuteness is obviously influenced by the appearance of our Jiang family."
Jiang Qingwu started bickering with her brother again, "No, that's not true. My husband is so handsome. He's the best."
Zhou Yunzhou watched the brother and sister bickering adorably, it was really lively. His wife couldn't win the argument with her brother and was so anxious that she didn't even bother to eat. Zhou Yunzhou stood by and fed her some vegetables and rice from time to time.
"Husband, you eat it too. Brother is just jealous. He's jealous that I favor you." Jiang Qingwu's face turned red from arguing with her brother just now, and it was still a little red now.
There were two people arguing and an audience, the scene was really funny.
It was really hot while eating in this weather, luckily there was a basin of ice made by Jiang Qingwu to cool down. After eating, Jiang Qingyuan was still staring at the basin of ice.
"Brother, what are you looking at? Isn't this just ice?"
Jiang Qingyuan knew it was ice, but how could there be ice in his sister's house? "Qingqing, can you make ice?"
Jiang Qingwu nodded, "Yes, I was just playing around with it at home, and it took me many attempts to make it."
Jiang Qingyuan said that he wanted Jiang Qingwu to teach him, not for any other reason, but because he was interested and thought it was magical.
Jiang Qingwu took out the raw materials. At this time, Zhou Yunzhou came into the room after washing the dishes. Jiang Qingwu taught them how to make ice since they had nothing to do anyway.
Jiang Qingyuan even tried it himself, thinking that it was incredible that his sister actually knew how to make ice.
"Sister, this hot weather will take a while to pass. If you can make popsicles, you will make a lot of money."
Jiang Qingyuan's unintentional words suddenly gave Zhou Yunzhou an idea, but he still had to discuss it with his wife.
"I know how to make popsicles, but I don't want to sell them. It's too hot," Jiang Qingwu answered casually.
Jiang Qingyuan was just joking. How could he let his sister go out to bask in the sun? The family is not short of money.
In the afternoon, when they closed the door and entered the space for lunch break, Jiang Qingwu lay on Zhou Yunzhou. Zhou Yunzhou's big calloused hands were rubbing her back, and he pinched her little butt from time to time.
"Darling, I have an idea, do you want to hear it?"
Jiang Qingwu was absorbed in touching his Adam's apple, biting it from time to time, and hummed when she heard what he said.
"Should we teach Aunt Zhang how to make popsicles? That way, she can sell them in the fields, and Brother Zhang can sell some on the black market in town, which will provide some income for the family."
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