After the house was confiscated, I relied on billions of dollars in supplies to become a group favor

Aunt Zong really couldn't ride a carriage, especially the bumpy mountain road from the exile village to the county seat, which was even more unbearable for her. Every time she got on the carriage, she couldn't help but turn blue and frown, and she never talked with her family. The leader said this, but Mrs. Mutai secretly remembered it in her heart.

Hearing Mrs. Mutai's heartfelt words, Aunt Zong was stunned for a moment, her eye circles turned red for a moment. When she met Mrs. Mutai's sincere gaze, she lowered her head silently and responded in a low voice.

Madam Mutai cared so much for her junior, how could she not be moved, her heart trembled, Aunt Zong had such a gentle and reserved temperament that she couldn't say too many false words, so she could only secretly keep Madam Mutai's words in her heart.

Ruan He naturally stood aside and listened and understood. Seeing the relationship between the two of them that seemed like a real mother and daughter, the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up into a faint smile.

"Then when we go back tonight, Aunt Zong will go to the shop with me to help take back the fabrics and new year's goods."

Aunt Zong nodded silently, agreed softly, then lowered her head, picked up the rag on the table, and said at the same time: "Madam, you have been working for a long time, please rest for a while. Let’s just do it.”

She picked up the rag that Mrs. Mutai had put down before, and carefully wiped the half-wiped table.

"By the way, grandma." As he was talking, Ruan He remembered the scene he had just seen while wandering around the market, and said, "I just saw Yun Chao. He was setting up a stall on the street to write letters to people. I guess I want to save more money for my family for the New Year."

Since buying that house, their family has almost no money left. In order to prepare for the winter and have a comfortable New Year, the family has been more or less making a living and earning money. .

When he returned home a few days ago, Ruan He also discovered that Mu Yunxiao was on duty during the day and secretly lit a candle to write and draw in the dim night. She caught him and explained that he was selling calligraphy and paintings. Supplement household income.

Mrs. Mutai naturally knew that none of the juniors in the family were lazy, so she couldn't help but show a helpless look, sighed and complained: "This child... finally had a day's rest, and he didn't spend a good time at home. Sleep and rest.”

Although the words in her mouth were filled with complaints, she couldn't help but show a look of relief. The Mu family could have such a junior descendant, so why worry about returning to its former glory?
"Bang bang..." There was a knock on the door outside. Ruan He and Mrs. Mutai glanced at each other subconsciously. She pressed the button on her grandmother, stood up and walked outside, "Grandma, please rest." Wait, let me open the door and take a look."

Who else could come to this house so early in the morning?

"Creak." Following a long and harsh sound when the wooden door opened, Ruan He looked at the figure standing outside in surprise, paused slightly, and then called out politely, "Mr. Jia. "

She also didn't expect that they had met in the clothing store not long ago, and now they met again in their big house. It couldn't be a coincidence.

It seemed that Jia Yue was not surprised to see her here. He nodded slightly and Quan took it as a greeting. He clapped his hands back and motioned for the few coolies behind to come forward.

"Mrs. Mu, I asked the old lady to send you the finished plaque." Behind Jia Yue, four workers came up carrying a plaque with ink characters inlaid with gold. The two characters "Mufu" are written in majestic ink characters.

Such a large plaque would probably cost a lot of money. It was impossible for Ruan He to accept this favor for nothing. When he was about to ask about the price, Jia Yue seemed to have guessed her intention and spoke first.

"This plaque was ordered by the old lady. The silver has already been paid, so Mrs. Mu doesn't have to worry."

The words Ruan He originally planned to blurt out were choked back. She paused slightly, and could only raise her lips with a polite and distant smile, and said thank you, "Thank you Mr. Jia for coming all the way to deliver it to us."

Jia Yue waved his hand to the workers beside him to carry the plaque into the yard first. Hearing Ruan He's particularly polite thank you, he also silently responded: "It's a small effort. I have to do whatever the old man ordered me to do myself. Otherwise, the old man will be unhappy too.”

These words were naturally false. The old man only asked Jia Yue to find a carpenter to help make a decent plaque for the Mu family, and he never asked Jia Yue to deliver it himself.

Jia Yue only sent this plaque and didn't seem to say anything more. He glanced at Ruan He hurriedly, then politely said goodbye and left.

"Creak..." There was another repeated sound of the door closing. Ruan He didn't think much, turned around and entered the yard, rubbing his cold fingertips while looking at the plaque placed in the yard.

The workmanship of this plaque is absolutely exquisite, and the trim is made of pure gold. It shines brightly and is very eye-catching. The words written on it also look majestic.

Ruan He didn't know much about Yuecheng's calligraphy, but based on her shallow knowledge, she could probably guess that this plaque was definitely made by a calligrapher, otherwise it would be such a powerful font.

Just comparing the calligraphy of Mu Yunxiao and his brother, it can be seen that they lack a little proficiency.

Ruan He just stood there and looked at it for a moment. It was already winter, and even the winter in the south could make people's hands and feet cold. She stood there and looked at it for a moment, and then rubbed her almost frozen fingertips. , then hurriedly entered the house.

Even if her physical condition improved after her exile, she still couldn't withstand the cold winter wind blowing so hard. She almost froze to death after just standing for a while longer.

Mrs. Mutai was sitting at the table in the house. She heard the noise coming from outside. She looked over, looked at Ruan He, and asked casually: "Xiaohe, who is here? Why are you still standing outside? Have you been here for a long time? Are you freezing?"

Ruan He walked in in a hurry. It could be seen from her hurried steps that she was almost freezing outside. She vaguely picked up the remaining hot tea on the table and took a hurried sip to warm herself up. Then he responded: "The old man asked someone to deliver the plaque. It was sent by Mr. Jia. I went over and said hello, and now the plaque is placed in the yard." (End of Chapter)