Manager Wan had lunch at Baolinju Restaurant and then visited the cardboard box factory.
Under the wooden shed, six or seven workers were busy, with cardboard drying all over the riverbank.
The waterwheel, along with several wooden pestles, continuously churned the pulp in the pulp vat.
Everything was in perfect order.
Manager Mu was in charge of Song Liyun's cardboard box warehouse. Manager Wan coordinated the delivery order with him and then took away his own order.
After Manager Wan left with twenty taels of silver and a cartload of cardboard, Song Liyun was still not at ease. She was still thinking about what Manager Wan had said earlier: "When buying land, you must first get a deed. No matter what others promise, it's useless."
It was afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly in the sky.
Although the journey from Baolinju into town is only two miles, Song Liyun still led out Juqing horse.
She had just learned to ride a horse and immediately felt the benefits. She felt like she was living on the horse's back every day and didn't want to strain her legs anymore.
Xue Zhuang is also a military household member, so we'll have to ask him about the land.
It's not appropriate to discuss this at the town hall; you have to go to someone's home to find them.
As they slowly rode their horses into town, Song Liyun immediately frowned.
Now dilapidated houses are being demolished everywhere, and dust flies everywhere under the bright sun.
Xue Zhuang's first courtyard was burned down, so he moved his second place slightly away from the center of the settlement.
There is a large locust tree with a lush green canopy in front of the gate, which is perfect for tethering horses.
Just as Song Liyun finished tying the rope, the gate to Xue Zhuang's house creaked open, and a six or seven-year-old boy wearing a gray short jacket poked his head out.
The little boy's eyes darted around and he spotted the horse next to Song Liyun, his eyes lighting up immediately.
Waving a tree branch tied with a red ribbon, it galloped over and lunged straight at the horse's rump.
He was shouting loudly, "I want to ride a horse! I want to ride a horse!"
Song Liyun was startled. Just as the little boy was about to get close to Juqingma, she grabbed his arm and pulled him back, saying irritably, "What are you doing? Didn't your parents teach you not to hug a horse's leg?"
Animals are afraid of being attacked suddenly from behind. If a child is startled and kicks him, he might lose half his life.
Although Juqingma is now more obedient, she is not exactly good-tempered, and only members of the Song family can get close to her.
Sure enough, just as Song Liyun grabbed the little boy, Ju Qingma jumped up and kicked with his hind legs, splashing dirt everywhere, and a piece of dirt even hit the little boy's face.
The little boy was terrified. He stood there for a moment, stunned. Before Song Liyun could wipe the dirt off his face, he burst into tears, crying, "Mom, someone hit me!" He turned and ran into the yard.
Song Liyun pursed her lips: These brats are really annoying.
She patted the neck of the chrysanthemum-green horse to calm it down. This was a horse training technique that Zhao Ashi had taught her: treat the horse like a child and take good care of its emotions.
Before she even entered the courtyard, she heard a commotion inside. A woman was shouting in a shrill voice, "Who dares to hit my baby? This is outrageous! Don't they know who this is? How dare they cause trouble?"
Song Liyun frowned. Ever since she saved Xu Yan'er, that woman had never appeared in front of her again. Even if they met face to face, she would avoid her from a distance.
Xue Zhuang also apologized and explained, saying that Xu Yan'er was shy and felt embarrassed to face Song Liyun, etc.
Actually, Song Liyun didn't want to argue with anyone.
Whether Xu Yan'er felt grateful or ashamed, she didn't expect anything in return for saving people.
Therefore, even though she heard from others that Xu Yan'er was somewhat arrogant and domineering, she didn't care.
The courtyard gate opened, and Xu Yan'er, wearing hairpins and a long silk dress, rushed out. Just as she was about to open her mouth to curse, she saw who it was and immediately fell silent.
Song Liyun looked at her and said calmly, "Is Xue Zhuang home? I need to talk to him."
Upon seeing Song Liyun, Xu Yan'er was immediately struck as if by a stick, her face flushed red and she froze on the spot.
Everyone in the town, including the garrison, knew that Song Liyun was her savior.
If Song Liyun hadn't rushed into the burning house and carried Xu Yan'er out, she would have been reduced to a pile of bones by now.
However, Xu Yan'er was not convinced.
She only resented why it couldn't be someone else who saved her, but instead had to be saved by Song Liyun, leaving her unable to vent her resentment.
Seeing that Xu Yan'er was stunned and didn't speak, Song Liyun had no choice but to step forward and say again, "Is Xue Zhuang here? Tell him to come out. I'll ask him a few questions and then leave."
Anyway, I'm only asking about the land title, and it's cool to talk about it under the shade of this tree.
Xu Yan'er's lips trembled as she mustered her courage to invite Song Liyun into the house: "Song... Liyun, Zhuang-ge isn't home. He went to Hu Qing's house to say something and will be back soon. Please come in and sit down!"
More than half a year has passed since she was beaten, and she now knows that Song Liyun and Xue Zhuang are not what she thought.
If he stopped Song Liyun outside, Xue Zhuang would definitely be angry that she didn't know how to behave properly.
Hearing that Xu Yan'er wanted to invite her into the courtyard, Song Liyun was a little surprised, but she didn't stand on ceremony. She smiled and agreed, then walked into the courtyard.
Just then, the little boy suddenly rushed over and shoved Song Liyun hard, shouting, "Don't come in! I'll beat you to death, you damned woman! Don't come into my house!"
Song Liyun dodged his dirty hands and frowned as she asked, "Whose child is this? He's so rude."
Xu Yan'er's face turned bright red as she stepped forward to stop the child: "Xiao Bao, stop making a fuss, this is your aunt's guest."
Song Liyun frowned as soon as she heard the name Xiao Bao.
The Song family in Xiaoshi Village has a son named Xiaobao, who is spoiled rotten. It seems he's just as bad.
Even after being stopped by Xu Yan'er, the little boy continued to make a scene, pulling at Xu Yan'er so much that she almost fell over.
Seeing that Xu Yan'er's waist seemed inflexible and her movements were awkward and stiff, she couldn't even hold a child's hand. A thought flashed through Song Liyun's mind: Xue Zhuang had been married for more than half a year. Could she be pregnant?
Regardless of whether it was true or not, nothing could happen under her nose. Song Liyun quickly stepped forward, grabbed the little boy, and angrily said, "This is your aunt, why did you push her!"
Xu Yan'er's face was practically dripping blood when, just then, another woman's voice rang out from the courtyard: "Oh! You're about to become a mother, yet you can't even get along with your child. You're making a scene every day. If people knew you, they'd say you're Xiao Bao's aunt, but if they didn't, they'd think you were his stepmother!"
As the voice spoke, a young woman in a deep purple dress, who was quite attractive, swayed out of the door.
She ignored her son, who was jumping and hopping around, and focused her attention solely on Song Liyun.
Because she rides horses, Song Liyun is used to wearing trousers.
At this moment, she was wearing a white cotton undershirt, dark blue trousers, and blue embroidered cloth shoes, with a light green long jacket over them. She was dressed neatly and gently, but her attire was a bit too plain.
The woman's eyes quickly swept over Song Liyun's bare earlobes, neck, wrists, and the few small braids on her head that were only tied with hair ribbons.
So he snorted and said, "Who are you? What are you doing making such a scene at Master Xue's door? Don't you know it's nap time? If you disturb Master Xue, you'll get a beating."
Song Liyun saw the undisguised disdain in her eyes and simply said, "Master Xue is so generous. When did you even have a doorman?"
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