The growth of the eldest daughter-in-law of the farm gate

Chapter 135 (Chapter [-])

Zhao Yunlan thought about this Yang Sanyuan. She had little contact with Yang Sanyuan before. She only knew that she was a sister-in-law from Dawang Village, who was recommended by Zhang Lan.Zhao Yunlan thought about going to the main courtyard to ask Mrs. Wang.

In the children's hall of the main courtyard, Zhao Yunlan took a sip of tea and asked, "Mother, do you know Yang Sanyuan?"

"Yang Sanyuan? Is it from Dawang Village where you work in your workshop?" Wang asked.

"Well, it's her."

Wang: "Yes, I do. She has only been married to Dawang Village for a few years! You also know the situation of our family before. In those years, my mother seldom went back to Dawang Village. The family she married is the second son of Wang Damu's family. Wang Damu is an honest man, but his wife is a hot-headed person. She has dealt with several times when she was young. The sons and wives of his family I don't really know."

Zhao Yunlan: "Well, Li Zhongyou went to inquire about some things, but I'm not sure yet."

Mrs. Wang nodded: "Is the workshop going to start in the next few days?"

Zhao Yunlan shook her head: "We won't start work for now, we'll talk about it after Qingming."

Wang: "Well, don't worry too much. I'll go back tomorrow and ask your uncle to see what's going on at Wang Damu's house."

Zhao Yunlan: "Tomorrow is Qingming, isn't mother at home?"

Wang: "Hey, I haven't gone back to worship ancestors for several years. I want to take advantage of this Qingming to go back and offer incense sticks to my parents. Your father will stay at home to worship ancestors tomorrow."

Zhao Yunlan nodded, "Mom, let me go and see my little sister. This incident must have scared her!"

"Yeah, I didn't eat much yesterday, and I was in the house all day today. Hey, go and see her!"

Zhao Yunlan ordered Chunxiang to go to the kitchen to bring a cup of soup, and then went to Li Mingmei's house.

Li Mingmei was leaning on the soft couch, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her face was full of melancholy.

"Little sister, I asked Chunxiang to go to the kitchen to bring soup. Sister-in-law Xia's stewed tremella soup today, get up and drink some." Zhao Yunlan pulled Li Mingmei to sit up and helped Li Mingmei tidy her hair.

Li Mingmei blamed herself: "Sister-in-law, it's because I didn't take care of it that this happened."

Zhao Yunlan: "It's just that you didn't take good care of it. I am the first person in charge. If you say it like this, it should be my problem."

Li Mingmei's eyes turned red when she heard this.

Zhao Yunlan looked at the situation and said quickly: "Don't worry, this matter is not your fault, Li Zhongyou has already found some clues."

Li Mingmei sniffed and asked, "Who did it?"

Zhao Yunlan: "Not sure yet, let's not think about it for now, come and drink white fungus soup with me." Chunxiang brought two cups of soup over.

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This year's Tomb Sweeping Day, the Li family still worshiped their ancestors for dinner as usual, but this year Li Mingren is already a scholar, so the etiquette is a bit more complicated.

Zhao Yunlan was cooking at home, and seeing Li Mingmei unhappy, she took Li Mingmei to work in the kitchen together.

This year's Qingming Festival, Li's family lived a bit deserted. Although the food was still plentiful, but this incident has not been resolved, and the Wang family is not at home. The Li family has no appetite. After eating, they went back to their houses .

In the evening, old man Li heard the rattling sound of a carriage outside the door, and rushed out to greet him.Dongxiang wanted to go forward to help Mrs. Wang get off the carriage, but Old Man Li took the lead.

"Dongxiang, go in and make a cup of hot tea for Madam," Old Man Li ordered.

Dongxiang stepped back.

Seeing old man Li's appearance, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but smile, "Hey, I'm an old husband and wife, and it's still a joke!"

"Hmph~ I see who dares to make a joke!" Old man Li looked around with sharp eyes, trying to find out the kid who read the joke.

"Come on, let's go in." Mrs. Wang pulled the old man Li to go in, not forgetting to order: "Daniu, move your things to the kitchen."

Old man Li: "What is it?"

Wang: "Brother and sister-in-law packed the dishes for me!"

Zhao Yunlan and Li Mingmei also learned that Mrs. Wang had returned, so they hurried to the main courtyard.

"Mother, you're back..." Li Mingmei wanted to ask Mrs. Wang if she had heard anything, but was pulled by Zhao Yunlan.

Mrs. Wang waved her hand: "Sit down, let me talk about Wang Damu's family first."

Zhao Yunlan and Li Mingmei just sat down.

"This Wang Damu is still the same as before, honest and responsible, but her mother-in-law is getting more and more aggressive now, and the three daughter-in-laws in the family are afraid of her. Wang Damu's wife is partial, and she only cares about the eldest son on weekdays. There are more or less quarrels in this family.

I heard from the villagers that the second and third children in his family said that they had quarreled several times and kept arguing about the separation of the family, but Wang Damu insisted that he never got what he wanted, and now there were more conflicts in the family.

Later, when Yang Sanyuan came to work in the workshop, he went back with a bag of money and asked the second son of the Wang family to tell Wang Damu and his wife about the separation of the family. They agreed well at the beginning, but Wang Damu and his wife got it. Qian Hou somehow disagreed with the separation. "Speaking so many words in one breath, Mrs. Wang felt dry mouth, but old man Li was quick-eyed and handed tea to Mrs. Wang.

"Then how much money did Yang Sanyuan bring back?" Li Mingmei asked suspiciously.

"Let's say there are twelve taels!" Wang said.

Zhao Yunlan asked: "Then how long did Yang Sanyuan work here before returning with money?"

Wang: "It didn't take long. I heard it was two months. At that time, people in the village said that Yang Sanyuan was lucky. No one else from Dawang Village was selected, so she was selected."

Zhao Yunlan didn't ask about the afternoon, but looked at Wang's tired face, and said, "Mother, let's eat first! After dinner, go to bed early, mother has worked hard today."

At night, Zhao Yunlan and Li Mingren lay in bed and chatted about it.

"What do you mean by Yang Sanyuan or Wang Damu's family doing this?"

Li Mingren: "Try to make money! Your soap is selling so well now! Many students in our county can't buy it even if they line up to buy it."

Zhao Yunlan continued to ask: "Then they also want to start this soap business?"

Li Mingren: "Perhaps there are more people who also want a share."

Zhao Yunlan sighed: "Hey, I thought we could keep going smoothly!"

Li Mingren held Zhao Yunlan in his arms, and gently stroked Zhao Yunlan's back: "Go to sleep first!"

The next day, Li Zhongyou came back with news from the town.

In the main courtyard, the Li family gathered together, and Li Zhongyou was reporting the news: "Young Madam, I have already confirmed that Yang Sanyuan did it, maybe it should be the person behind Yang Sanyuan, and the person behind this is the owner of Fucheng Yuelaibuzhuang Xu Yinduo."

When Zhao Yunlan heard that it was another cloth shop, she probably understood the matter. It was nothing more than seeing that the business of Qing Ya cloth shop was good, and wanted to find some stumbling blocks. The current business of Qing Ya cloth shop has doubled compared to before, which is of course Thanks to Zhao Yunlan's soap, those cloth shops must be vigilant, and Zhao Yunlan's troubles will be pinned on Zhao Yunlan's head.

Just as Zhao Yunlan guessed, after Li Zhongyou finished speaking, the Li family sighed.Yang Sanyuan is not from the village, and the family relationship is also very bad, so Yuelai Cloth Village has the opportunity to take advantage of this opportunity to buy Yang Sanyuan.

This matter can be regarded as the truth.

Zhao Yunlan finally had a solid idea in her heart, but fortunately Yuelai Cloth Village can still deal with it, but the people in this workshop should also be rectified.

(End of this chapter)