But when Yang Shuirong heard what Mao Caiwei said, her face turned black instantly, like black charcoal.

"Then I won't go see it anymore, so I can save you some trouble!" Yang Shuirong thought that there was only Mao Caiwei in her heart. If she went to rescue a strange girl and caused a disagreement between her husband and wife, then let it go.

"Oh, if you want to go and see, just go and see. I won't say anything about you!" Mao Caiwei covered her mouth and smiled.

Mao Caiwei thought to herself that you would be afraid of one day too?

When Mao Caiwei's little abacus was making a crackling sound, Yang Shuirong smiled faintly and said.

"Madam, I am the one who Bei'er is afraid of trouble. I'd better not take care of this kind of matter!" Yang Shuirong finally decided not to care about it, because the wife's warning just now was equivalent to her being jealous.

"Aren't you afraid that the girl is so delicate and weak, she will be bullied by gangsters?" Mao Caiwei looked at him and smiled sweetly.

"Since my wife wants to help her, I'll change the way. Let's watch the show from the side. What do you think, madam?" Yang Shuirong reached out and gently stroked Mao Caiwei's pink and pretty face, and said with a doting smile.

"Okay, I want to watch it." Mao Caiwei thought to herself that there was no entertainment program in ancient times, which was really boring. Now that my husband wants to show off, why don't she give him a chance? Let's take a look.

After Yang Shuirong got off the donkey cart, he went to call an ugly young man and asked him if he had a marriage.

The young man claimed his surname was Ruan and was named Ruan Lang. He said that his family was poor and had not yet married.

So Yang Shuirong and Ruan Lang went to the front of the woman who sold her body to bury her father.

Mao Caiwei opened the curtain on the donkey cart and watched from a distance. Because they were too far away, they couldn't hear their voices clearly.

Mao Caiwei frowned and thought to herself, Yang Shuirong, you are so idiot, you are so pretty, the woman who sells herself to bury her father will definitely look down on you!

Little did he know that when Mao Caiwei was thinking this, Yang Shuirong was turning around to look at her from time to time, and he felt very proud. Yes, he realized that Mao Caiwei cared about him very much.

After waiting for a while, Ruan Lang followed Yang Shuirong back in dejectedly. The woman who sold herself to bury her father left with another fat and big-eared young man in Jinyi.

"Husband, what's going on?" Mao Caiwei stared at Yang Shuirong's handsome face, puzzled and asked anxiously.

"There are a lot of money, so I can't watch this drama." Yang Shuirong said helplessly.

"How much does the other party pay?" Mao Caiwei said curiously.

"It's ten times more than what we paid, and it's said that we're taking it back to be the Eighteenth Aunt." Yang Shuirong explained to Mao Caiwei.

"Oh my God, the Eighteenth Aunt, that is to say, there are seventeen in front of you? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, why don't you be a head-on lady? You have to be a concubine?" Mao Caiwei opened her eyes wide and muttered.

"Don't you think I'm poor?" Ruan Lang sighed.

"Thank you today. There are fifty cents here. It's time to close. You can cut some pork to eat." Yang Shuirong said to Ruan Lang.

After Yang Shuirong planned to help the woman, he was worried that the woman would say something to him, so he pulled Ruan Lang up. After a long time, the woman valued money, so the higher price was obtained.

"I didn't help much, I can't ask for this money." Ruan Lang raised his hand and touched the back of his head embarrassedly, and said with a sound like a mosquito.

"This is my little wish. Otherwise, you should borrow it from me. When you become rich, you can come to a delicious restaurant to thank me." Yang Shuirong said to him with a smile.

Ruan Lang nodded gratefully when he heard this, and then said goodbye and left.

"Although this person is ugly, his heart is not bad." Mao Caiwei gave a comment.

"That's true. I thought I could get together a pair, but now it seems that I'm overthinking. Do you still want to eat the mutton soup I ate at my father-in-law's house?" Yang Shuirong smiled and changed the topic.

"Of course I want to eat it. If I buy a sheep and slaughter it, make mutton soup, lamb cake, braised lamb chops, oh, think about it, I will be greedy." Mao Caiwei said happily when she heard Yang Shuirong mention what she had eaten.

"Okay, madam, let's take you to the market to buy sheep while it's still early." Madam's wish was still satisfied. After thinking about it, Yang Shuirong agreed.

Yang Shuirong took Mao Caiwei again and drove the donkey cart towards the direction of the market.

It was still because the Chinese New Year was approaching, and it was already noon and the market was still crowded.

Yang Shuirong parked the donkey cart and then pulled Mao Caiwei to the sheep-selling stall.

"Oh, this sheep is good, it's very fat and tender." Mao Caiwei didn't know how to pick sheep, but Yang Shuirong understood.

After paying the money, Yang Shuirong asked the sheep seller to slaughter the sheep in the back hut, and put the mutton in a large bamboo basket and took it back to the donkey cart.

"Do you want sheep blood?" the sheep seller asked suspiciously.

"How can you not? You put it in a bamboo bucket for us and we can take it back." Mao Caiwei didn't want to waste it, so she immediately gave the sheep seller a smile and made suggestions.

"Madam, this mutton smell is too strong. Can you bear it?" Yang Shuirong asked worriedly.

"It's just a while, I can bear it. Let's go to Bali Bridge quickly." Mao Caiwei was worried that Zheng was anxious and hurriedly urged Yang Shuirong Road.

"We're almost time here, don't be too impatient." Yang Shuirong smiled, only to hear him answer slowly.

"Of course I'm anxious. It's too cold this day, Zheng's child is so young..." Mao Caiwei pouted and explained.

Yang Shuirong felt more and more that Mao Caiwei was better, maybe she was kind-hearted.

There were many people and cars along the way, so Yang Shuirong rushed all the way and finally arrived near Bali Bridge.

Sure enough, Zheng was already holding the child and waiting for them in the pavilion near Bali Bridge.

"Shui Rong family, thank you for yours." Seeing that they were finally here, Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward with a smile.

"My fellow villagers, what are you grateful to? Come on the donkey cart quickly. It's windy outside." Hearing this, Mao Caiwei said with a smile, reaching out to take the child in Zheng's hand first, and then waiting for Zheng to get on the cart, and pull the curtains of the donkey cart.

"Ah, the child is asleep." Mao Caiwei lowered her head and looked at the child's sleeping face, and whispered.

"This child is easy to take care of. He just fell asleep a little heavy." Zheng replied with a smile.

"How long have you been waiting?" Yang Shuirong asked.

"I haven't waited for a long time. I guess I'm waiting at Baliqiao. Anyway, the matter has been done, so I don't rush to go back to the village." Zheng first glanced at Mao Caiwei, and then answered Yang Shuirong's question.

A hint of envy flashed in Zheng's eyes, thinking that the Shuirong family's fate is so good. It's time for her to marry into the house, but her man treats her really well. She buys hairpins and mutton.

When Mao Caiwei saw Zheng staring at the hairpin on her head for several times, she smiled and explained, "Justower just now, I thought that only a silk flower on my hair bun was not good-looking, and said that it would be much better to wear a hairpin, so I bought it now."

"The good fortune of Shui Rong Family is not like me, hey." Zheng's eyes were a little wet, obviously thinking of her dead man.

"I have something I don't know whether to say it or not, but I'm afraid you will get angry if I say it." Mao Caiwei frowned, thinking about whether to say it or not?

"Shui Rongjia, just say it if you have something to do, don't worry." Zheng felt embarrassed when he saw Mao Caiwei helping her hold the child for a while, so he reached out to Mao Caiwei's hand to take the child over.

"You are still young, why don't you want to remarry? It's so difficult for you to live with your children alone! If you think I've said the wrong thing, just pretend I haven't said this before, don't take it to your heart. I just want to care about you." Mao Caiwei said to her, with a gentle tone. In fact, Mao Caiwei rarely cares about someone, but now she sees this orphan and widowed mother, she always wants to care more.

"The child is still young, and I don't want him to be angry with his stepfather. I can raise him by gritting my teeth alone." Zheng said with a smile.

Seeing that Zheng was not angry, Mao Caiwei thought that maternal love was indeed great.

"My house is ahead, thank you today." Seeing that her house was not far ahead, Zheng hurriedly said gratefully to Yang Shuirong and Mao Caiwei.

Mao Caiwei handed her a piece of cloth she bought, but Zheng refused.

"Thank you for your kindness in Shui Rong's family, but I can't accept this piece of cloth." Zheng believed that he would not receive any reward without merit.

"Then don't refuse this bucket of sheep blood. You can cook food when you go back, so you can eat it, mutton blood vermicelli bean skin soup, mutton tofu pot, don't refuse me, I'll help you bring this bucket of sheep blood to your house." Mao Caiwei took advantage of Zheng's inattention and put a piece of mutton into the bamboo bucket containing sheep blood.

Zheng was very grateful and blessed Yang Shuirong and Mao Caiwei, and sincerely said thank you in his mouth.

After Mao Caiwei left, Zheng discovered a piece of mutton in the bamboo bucket containing sheep blood, and tears flowed involuntarily on her face.

Zheng closed his eyes and was looking forward to the early pregnancy of Shuirong Family. Such a good woman, God wants to bless her to get pregnant earlier! Amitabha...

Mao Caiwei returned to the donkey cart, but heard Yang Shuirong say, "Madam, mutton is very expensive."

"The Zheng family is poor. It's the New Year. She doesn't accept it. She is a very strong woman. Lamb is expensive, but I hope she has a happy New Year." Mao Caiwei knew that Yang Shuirong was unintentional when she said this, so she looked back at him and smiled and replied.

"Madam, sit down. I'll take you home first and unload the things on the donkey cart. Then clean the donkey cart and I'll return it." Yang Shuirong didn't think that his wife was working too hard.

"The donkey cart is full of mutton smell, haha..." Mao Caiwei said with her nose covered.

"It's not for your preference. However, the mutton soup is really delicious. We should eat more tonight." Yang Shuirong said with a smile.

Mao Caiwei nodded coquettishly, and then shyly refused to answer him.

Several children in the village were playing with snow together, so when their donkey cart passed by, they could hear the noise of the children laughing and joking.

"Bangbangbangbangbang... It's dead, it's dead. Everyone, hurry up and go to the Wang family to watch the fun." Suddenly, someone shouted in the village over and over again.

"Wang Family?" Mao Caiwei frowned and did not think deeply. She looked at Yang Shuirong's direction, and saw an unfathomable smile on the corner of Yang Shuirong's lips, which made her feel a little unreal.
Chapter completed!