Yang Ruoqing said to Sun: "It's good for my aunt and others to think so. You can never make enough money. People come first. Just live a comfortable life. There is no need to be so tired."

Mrs. Sun also smiled and nodded, "I think so too. I often tell your father, don't be so tired. We already have so many fields at home. Don't buy any more. If you buy them, you won't be able to plant them!"

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled.

"Mom, my father can buy it. The more fields the better," she said.

"However, please advise my father not to do everything by himself. It would be easier to just rent out the land and collect the rent."

Sun said: "Your father is a restless man. In his own words, he has been used to holding a hoe all his life and cannot let it go."

The three of them laughed a few more times, and then they dispersed when the night got dark.

Lying on the familiar bed, she casually picked up Luo Fengtang's pillow and held it in her arms, imagining that it was him and sleeping with him in her arms, Yang Ruoqing felt much more at ease.

Today, Zuo Junmo and Zuo Junmo parted ways in Qingshui Town. Before leaving, Zuo Junmo reined in the horse, his eyes as gentle as ever.

He told her: "Qing'er, go back and tell your aunt and others to relax."

"Dajie went to Huguang County to serve as county magistrate. If you can use me, Zuo Junmo, just ask."

"On the three-acre boundary of Huguang County, both the black and white parties still want to give me Zuo Junmo some face."

This sentence still lingers in Yang Ruoqing's ears.

Therefore, Yang Ruoqing was basically not worried about Zichuan and Dajie going to Huguang County to take up their posts.

Zichuan's work ability is there. He did a great job in the disaster relief work in Helanzhou.

Now that he is the current incumbent, Yang Ruoqing believes that he can handle it.

Relatively speaking, Dajie's abilities lack a lot.

However, with Zichuan as the county magistrate and Zuo Junmo as the local squire taking care of him, Yang Ruoqing believed that Dajie would also be happy at work.

Yang Ruoqing planned to go to bed early and go to see Zichuan, Dajie, and Huang Mao off early tomorrow morning.

…

She got up at dawn the next day, lit a lamp and finished washing and dressing.

It is really a painful thing to get out of bed in the morning in the first month of the year.

Hey, it would be nice if there was air conditioning.

Fortunately, school does not start until after the Lantern Festival, otherwise it would be really distressing for the children to get up so early.

After finishing tidying up and shivering, Yang Ruoqing carried a lantern and walked out of the yard. On the road outside the yard, the Sun family, Yang Huazhong and Sun, and Mu Zichuan's mother and son were all there.

There were four carriages parked on the road. Muzichuan and Dajie were surrounded by everyone talking on the roadside. Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming over with a lantern, Dasun shouted excitedly.

Mu Zichuan really turned his back to this side at this time, listening humbly to his mother, Widow Liu's instructions.

Suddenly hearing Yang Ruoqing's name, he turned around and saw the whole person huddled in a red cloak with white fox fur inlaid on the edge.

The light of the lantern she held in her hand reflected her pretty face, with a few air bangs hanging on her forehead, her brows growing like distant mountains, her eyes like stars, and her lips like cherry blossoms.

Pingpingtingting came, and behind her was the undulating courtyard wall with white walls and black tiles, which actually had the charm of an ink painting.

Mu Zichuan was a little distracted for a moment, and he didn't come back to his senses until his elbow was pinched hard.

Then he saw his mother, Widow Liu, glaring at him with eyes that were filled with hatred.

Mu Zichuan quickly lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed his frantic heartbeat, and did not dare to look at Yang Ruoqing again.

Here, Yang Ruoqing has arrived in the middle of the crowd. She handed the bundle roll in her other hand to Dajie and glanced at Mu Zichuan with a smile.

"These are some flower tea cakes I brought back from Xiaoyao Village. You two can take them with you and make dry food if you are hungry on the way."

"Besides, there is this. You can take it with you. It will come in handy when you get there to take care of the servants."

She took out two bulging purses from her sleeves. They were filled with broken silver.

One was given to Dajie, and the other was given to Mu Zichuan.

Dajie didn't want it, so Mrs. Sun held Dajie's hand and said, "Just keep it as your cousin gave it to you. It's the first time you've grown up and gone to a strange place to run errands. You have some money to take care of the people under you, and you're also diligent in running errands."

"

"Auntie, I'm an adult now, how can I ask for my cousin's money..." Dajie still made this point very clear.

Da Sun said: "Your cousin is not an outsider. She will take it after she gives it to you."

Dajie had no choice but to thank him and stood aside, letting Huang Mao help him collect the money properly.

Here, Muzichuan also doesn't accept the money.

"Qing'er, I appreciate your kindness, but I won't ask for the money. I still have money to help my servants," he said.

A man, no matter what the reason, cannot ask for a woman's money.

Especially when that woman is the woman he likes, he can't even want her.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "Of course I know you are not short of money. This is a congratulatory gift for you to congratulate you on your new appointment."

Since it's a gift, it's hard to refuse.

Mu Zichuan then thanked him, reached out to take it, and weighed it secretly. He estimated that the silver in his wallet was about ten taels.

Well, it wasn't a lot of money, so he felt a little more at ease.

"Brother Zuo said that when you get there, he will take care of you." Yang Ruoqing said again.

This also hints to Mu Zichuan that if a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, if he encounters any trouble, he can go to Zuo Junmo.

Mu Zichuan was not stupid. He smiled knowingly and said, "Of course I will go back to visit Master Zuo. There are also New Year's gifts for Mrs. Zuo in the car."

Yang Ruoqing forgot to glance at the carriage behind him and smiled knowingly.

"Work hard and bring honor to our Changping Village," she said.

Mu Zichuan smiled and nodded.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Dajie who was surrounded by Da Sun, Sun, Huang Mao, Xiaojie and other women, and frowned a little worriedly.

"Don't worry, I will take care of Dajie." Mu Zichuan saw her worries and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Yang Ruoqing smiled gratefully: "Okay. My godmother is at home, so you don't have to worry. I, my goddaughter, will take good care of my godmother."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zichuan took a step back, bowed to Yang Ruoqing with both hands.

"Zichuan has entrusted me to my foster sister."

Yang Ruoqing also turned sideways and bowed slightly in return, "Since she is my godmother, it is only natural for me to take care of her."

Here, Widow Liu felt a little relieved when she saw the two of them like this.

She took Yang Ruoqing's arm and said to Mu Zichuan: "With your adopted sister taking care of the family, you can rest assured and attend to the big things outside. My mother-in-law has chosen a wife for you and sent you a message. You must remember to come back to meet her."

Take a look!”

These words made Mu Zichuan a little embarrassed. He glanced at Yang Ruoqing from the corner of his eye and found that Yang Ruoqing was also looking at him with a smile, as if he was looking forward to it and happy.
Chapter completed!