Wanjin Lady

Chapter 55 Lovers Meeting
Now, Old Man Zhou’s wife no longer blamed her husband for buying wine without her knowledge. She loosened her grip and An Zhongrong immediately ran away with a whoosh. Old Man Zhou’s wife was completely unaware and was immersed in the joy of spending half of the money to buy good things.

Seeing this, Lu Ping immediately started beating the gongs and drums loudly. Feng Shuigen shouted at the top of his lungs, "The old man from the Zhou family has won the first prize. I'll exchange it for 200 coins right now!"

Amidst the congratulations, Old Man Zhou felt that he had never been surrounded by so many people in his life. His feet felt light and he could hardly catch the two hundred copper coins that Aunt Chen gave him.

But his wife grabbed it impatiently and started counting it immediately.

The people around him counted along, and their hearts also felt itchy.

Two hundred coins, not a penny more, not a penny less.

But the wine was——

Wen Wan laughed out loud, "Since this is the opening of a new business, I'd like to wish you both good luck. Lu Ping, give Mr. Zhou another bottle of gold-grade cellar wine to make up for his losses."

The young lady smiled and said to everyone, "Uncles, aunts, please be careful. I won't recognize you next time if you leave the counter."

"Shopkeeper Wen is so generous!"

Everyone was praising and excited. Seeing more and more people around them rushing into the wine shop, the people behind were afraid that their various benefits and discount coupons would be snatched away, so they tried their best to squeeze into the crowd.

But two of them looked at each other.

"Hey, didn't Brother Zhao just say that business people would never give us money? Why did you buy two jars of gold-grade aged wine?"

The man looked embarrassed. "Brother Liu, didn't you just say these are just business tactics? So you came in here to grab the discount coupons, but told everyone not to get fooled?"

Another person was squeezed in between the two people by the crowd. He waved his hands and said, "Hey, what are you doing standing in the middle? Can't you see there are so many people? Are you trying to cut in line? I'm telling you, we're all paying here, and everyone's lined up. No cutting in line!"

In the corner, An Zhongrong winked at Wen Wan with a playful smile.

Ma Changshun was not blind, so he naturally saw the two people's little tricks and roughly guessed that the young master was using Old Man Zhou as a raft. He couldn't help but ask Wen Wan: "How did the young master know that Old Man Zhou's wine jar would win the prize?"

Isn't it said that the jars are sealed randomly and no one knows which jar will win?
Wen Wan smiled cunningly, "Of course it's...cheating."

Cheating?

How to cheat?
These jars were all made in the same workshop and looked exactly the same. Apart from the different colors of the stickers on the belly of the jars, he couldn't tell the difference.

Ma Changshun wanted to ask for clarification, but Wen Wan had already left, leaving him alone and feeling anxious.

However, soon, more and more people came into the store, and the socially anxious Master Ma still could not escape. He was forced by Chen Ma to move the wine from the backyard.

On the street not far away, Wen Weiming was craning his neck to look towards the tavern.

Seeing the crowds of people surging inside and hearing the commotion, he wished he could go over immediately to calm the situation down for Wen Wan.

My daughter is still young, only sixteen years old. She has never done business before, and this is the first time she has taken on such a big task!

As a father, he had been worried for the past few days, worried that his daughter would be stubborn and not come to him for help when she encountered difficulties. He was also worried that his daughter would lose confidence if she didn't make any money after clearing out her stocks. His heart was in turmoil and he couldn't sleep for several nights.

Last night, the old man secretly went to Wen Wan's yard under the pretext of taking a walk, but he heard Aunt Chen talking about Wen Wan's mother's past. The old man felt even more heartbroken and blamed himself for not taking good care of the only flesh and blood left by his wife.

If he were useful, Wen Weiming could raise his daughter to be fifty or sixty years old. Fortunately, not long after, he saw Old Man Zhou and his gossipy old wife carrying a pot of wine, walking out with beaming smiles.

His old wife never spares anyone with her words, but this time she said a few kind words.

"The little girl from the Wen family is so generous!"

When Wen Weiming heard this, he was delighted. It was not easy to get a few good words from this old woman.

A moment later.

"More generous than Wen Weiming! I think that girl is better than her father!"

Wen Weiming twitched his lips and said, "You old man, you know what you are talking about! Of course, his daughter, Wen Weiming, is not bad!"
Wen Jing held her father's hand, and looked up to see her father sometimes anxious and sometimes happy, just like a bride waiting to be married.

The child was full of questions, "Dad, if you are really worried about my sister, why don't we go to the tavern and take a look?"

Wen Weiming said, "Since I said that Wen Wan would be responsible for clearing the warehouse, I can't go back on my word. If I interfere, your sister will say that I don't trust her."

Wen Jing said she didn't understand. She looked around and saw a familiar figure in the crowd. She immediately let go of Wen Weiming's hand and rushed out like a cannonball, "Auntie! Auntie!"

Wen Jing rushed into Aunt Liu's arms. The little girl hadn't seen her mother for a long time. When she looked up, her eyes were wet. "Aunt! Have you come back from collecting herbs for Daddy?!"

Aunt Liu hugged her daughter and wiped her tears. "You are almost seven years old, why are you still crying?"

She wiped the child's tears and said, "Collecting herbs? What herbs?"

Wen Jing pouted, "Sister said you went to collect herbs for Daddy and will be back soon. Mom, I thought you didn't want me anymore!"

"Oh." Liu Yiyi immediately understood that Wen Wan was coaxing her sister. She glanced at the man who followed her across the street and lowered her head to continue coaxing Wen Jing, "Well, Auntie has already given the medicine to Doctor Yan. Look, Daddy has recovered after taking the medicine, right? How could Auntie not want Wen Jing?"

Wen Jing raised her head, wiped her nose, and her eyes were as red as a rabbit. "Why doesn't my aunt come home? I heard from Lan Xin that my aunt is now living with my grandfather in the Liu family and she won't be coming back anymore."

Wen Weiming then slowly walked over. He raised his eyes to look at Liu Yiyi's face, then lowered his head shyly as if a young girl was looking at her husband.

The two people who were once the most familiar with each other felt extremely awkward when they met at this moment.

Liu Yiyi didn't answer, but smiled and instructed Wen Jing: "No matter where I am, you must practice calligraphy and study hard. Your sister is knowledgeable in poetry and literature, can recognize words, and can read account books. Today's clearance event was so successful. You must learn from her and become as capable as her in the future. Share more of her burden, understand?"

"Yes! My daughter knows. She practices calligraphy every night! My brother-in-law also teaches me to read and write!"

Wen Weiming, however, heard that Liu Yiyi had no plans to return to the Wen family for the time being, and with a slightly red face, he told Liu Yiyi: "Yiyi, come back. The Wen family can't live without you."

As if seeing through Wen Weiming's thoughts, Liu Yiyi asked him with a sneer on her face, "Then how will the master welcome me? A sedan chair carried by eight men? Three letters and six ceremonies?"

Wen Weiming pursed his lips, a hint of annoyance on his face. "Of course... just like before."

Liu Yiyi refused, "I, Liu Yiyi, am not someone who can be summoned and dismissed at will."

(End of this chapter)