??Chapter 98: Chapter 099: Delivering the Purse_1
Chapter 98: Chapter 099: Delivering the Purse_1
After dinner, Mrs. Fang took the initiative to co and help collect the bowls. Muniang knew she wanted to make ands and seek a chance to show off her efforts, so she didn’t stop her. Instead, she pulled Madam Liu to the inner room to have so private conversation.
“Auntie, what’s happened to you? Weren’t you just reconciled with Third Uncle the other day? How did it get like this in just a few days?” Muniang asked.
Madam Liu sighed heavily, “What else could it be? Isn’t it his mother? A few days ago, during the recruitnt of embroiderers in the village, the old lady made a scene in front of everyone without any regard for face. Whatever he says, ‘Mother, when your son earns money, won’t you be provided with all kinds of delicacies?’ The old lady got on her high horse, actually said these words in front of everyone as witnesses, and he was single-minded in agreeing to her. In his eyes, his parents are more important than his own life, so what do our struggles as mother and children count for?”
Hearing this, Muniang’s brows furrowed. How could Qiao Yuanming be so foolishly filial to this extent? The money hadn’t even been earned yet, and it was already reserved by that old lady. If they really started earning money later on, wouldn’t it all be taken by him to honor his parents?
Moreover, this money can’t be said to be earned by him. If anything, it was Madam Liu’s capability. Even if the money were to be allocated, it should first be discussed with Madam Liu, right? What gives him the right to decide for his own parents?
“Auntie, I’m not trying to criticize, but Third Uncle is really unreliable, right? Now that he’s agreed to this, the grandparents will be asking for money endlessly. The money should be considered as earned by you, how can he make decisions like this?” Muniang said indignantly. As a 21st-century woman at heart, naturally hoping to be respected, Muniang felt more frustrated.
However, Madam Liu said, “Whether he asks
or not is the sa. Even if he does ask, it would just lead to more argunts. Let it be, I already knew his character long ago. What can I do about it? It’s just that I’m angry in my heart. The idea of living with him in harmony has faded in an instant. I’ll just make do.”
Her tone was full of disappointnt.
Listending to this, Muniang also felt distressed. Thinking about how a woman as proud as Madam Liu had endured so many years in such a family, what else could be done? Muniang was on the verge of suggesting divorce, but she instantly realized how naive her thoughts were. This was ancient tis, not the 21st century, where child custody was not up for negotiation. Those four children, they were all the Qiao family’s blood. If Madam Liu insisted on a divorce, she would be left to pack up and leave alone.
Muniang could only comfort Madam Liu for a while but couldn’t think of any good solutions.
“You shouldn’t worry too much about it. Why upset yourself for nothing? If we make big money later on, and if the grandparents really act like vampires wanting a large share, then you can just bring it up with . I will support you then,” Muniang advised.
Madam Liu smiled gratefully, “Muniang, thank you so much.”
“What are you thanking
for? You’ve been running around helping
manage the Embroidery House, and I haven’t had the chance to thank you yet.”
Muniang’s words were genuine; getting the Embroidery House up and running was indeed not an easy task. The first batch of embroidery needed to be rushed, various grades of fabrics to be purchased, and the supervision of the embroiderers could be overwhelmingly busy. Yet Madam Liu managed everything in an organized and efficient manner, which reassured Muniang and confird she hadn’t misjudged her.
The Liu Family were not idle people. After lunch, they left. Mrs. Lin didn’t have much strength, so she went to the bed and fell asleep after eating.
Muniang, who had just co out from speaking with Madam Liu inside the house, saw Qiangzi splitting wood in the yard; most of the ga at ho was caught by him from the mountains.
For so reason, Muniang found even his simple actions of swinging an axe incredibly attractive. Perhaps heaven had truly not treated her badly. Such a man, better than many others, cared for her only, always thinking of her first. Although an imbecile lived in a simplistic world, Muniang had now co to love such simplicity: the feeling of being cherished wholeheartedly was indeed wonderful.
“Wife, what’s the matter?” Qiangzi asked, looking up blankly.
Muniang laughed softly, walked over, and wiped off his sweat, “We’re not in a hurry to split these firewoods; there’s still a lot at ho. Go wash your face, and let’s go to the town. It’s ti to rent a storefront for the Embroidery House.”
Er Liang imdiately put down his axe, “I’ll go wash my face now.”
“Hey, wait,” Muniang caught his hand.
“Hm?” Er Liang looked at Muniang curiously, sensing sothing particularly different about his wife today.
Muniang, awkwardly stuffed sothing into Er Liang’s hand, “Take it, it’s not very pretty, but you’ll just have to make do.”
Er Liang spread it out to look, and it turned out to be a money pouch. He was both stunned and overjoyed, and abruptly hugged Muniang, “Wife, you’re so good to . I knew my wife would definitely be so much better than other n’s wives, Qiangzi’s wife made one, and so can mine!”
Muniang pushed him away, took a look around, and scolded indignantly, “We are in the yard, others might see.”
Er Liang, thrilled, kept looking at and touching the money pouch, utterly content, “Wife, the money pouch you made is really beautiful!”
Muniang’s cheeks turned sowhat red; how was this beautiful? It was just two awkwardly crooked simplest little flowers, with a crooked “Er Liang” stitched haphazardly at the edge; it was a dreadful second-rate product. Could it be that this fool’s vision was different from normal people’s?
She had not wanted to give it away because the embroidery was so poor, but seeing Er Liang so eager, Muniang couldn’t harden her heart to douse his enthusiasm. Moreover, it was strange that she wasn’t better at embroidering, lacking both skill and patience. It had been quite difficult for her to embroider even this money pouch.
Muniang deliberately put on a stern face, “This money pouch took
several hard days to embroider, you’d better not lose it.”
Er Liang, as if cherishing a treasure, quickly tucked the money pouch into his bosom, “Don’t worry, wife, I would lose myself before losing it!” This was sothing his wife made especially for him; such a precious thing could not be lost.
“And another thing!” Muniang coughed awkwardly, “You mustn’t show it to anyone!”
Er Liang looked at her puzzled, “Why not?”
Muniang raised her head, as if trying to give herself so confidence, “Because I said so!” Such an ugly money pouch would be laughed at if others knew, right?!
Er Liang’s face instantly lit up with a smile, “I’ll definitely look at it by myself!” His wife must have him in her heart for sure; she gave him a money pouch that no one else was allowed to even glance at. Didn’t that fill him with a sense of achievent?
Muniang, looking at Er Liang’s faces beaming with happiness, felt bafflingly amused and couldn’t be bothered to ask more, urging him to go wash up quickly as they still needed to rent a shop in town later.
However, the Liu Family didn’t have an easy ti when they got ho. As soon as they entered the yard and were about to return to their own room, they were t with Madam Zhao’s furious tirade.
“So, you still know to co back! Why not simply stay at that little tramp’s house?”
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