After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 234

After reading the account book, Feng Yin said with a cheerful smile: "Well, Yaxianju is a big money maker, and for my part, I earn more than a thousand taels in half a month."

Zhang Yiming listened to her cheerful tone and looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.

Ding Zhenyao didn't pay attention to Zhang Yiming's eyes, just looking at Feng Yin like this, he suddenly felt that his aunt was shining.

It's only been half a month since I saw him, and he actually had the illusion that Aunt Zhang's family was several years younger.

"Hey, this income is actually more than that of Yaxianju."

Feng Yin didn't even pay attention to the gazes of the elder and the younger. Looking at the numbers on the last page, she blinked suspiciously.

Although she didn't say what this income was, everyone present knew what she was referring to.

Zhang Yiming didn't speak, just quietly admiring her appearance like a little money fan who has never seen the world, feeling funny in his heart.

How can someone who has seen tens of billions of orders in his previous life be dazzled by such a small amount of money?

But seeing her serious performance, the man still secretly applauded her sincerely.

Ding Zhenyao finally saw Feng Yin showing the horror that only a country girl could have, and couldn't help laughing: "It's better to use Auntie's method, so I can earn more."

Feng Yin closed the account book and handed it back to Ding Zhenyao: "The account is correct, I will accept the bank note."

"Auntie, don't you count?"

Ding Zhenyao saw that she casually picked up the silver bills thrown on the kang and put them in her sleeve pockets, so she couldn't help reminding her.

Feng Yin kept moving, blinking her simple and honest eyes and asked: "Is Zhen Yao going to deceive aunt, or is your father going to deceive aunt?"

"No, no, how dare my nephew deceive my aunt."

Listening to what he asked casually, Ding Zhenyao waved his hands again and again, "Of course, my father will not lie to my aunt either, this little nephew has to learn from my father."

"It's not worth it."

Feng Yin put the banknotes away and patted her cuffs contentedly, "Since neither of you father and son will deceive me, why should I count it? As long as the accounts are matched."

Ding Zhenyao: "..." Auntie's words make sense.

Doing business with such a generous aunt will make the whole person feel happy.

Zhang Yiming observed Ding Zhenyao's face calmly, and wanted to laugh in his heart.

This brat, no matter how mature he is, he still lacks experience, so he was moved by Feng Yin's simple words.

Feeling Zhang Yiming's gaze, Feng Yin gave him a quiet look, signaling him to restrain himself in front of people.

That's why Ding Zhenyao was here to talk with Zhang Yiming, and went out to arrange breakfast by himself.

Because there were guests at home, Feng Yin arranged for Ding Zhenyao and his servants to dine with Zhang Yiming and Niu Lao in the main room during breakfast.

I took my daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law to eat in the kitchen.

After breakfast, Ding Zhenyao didn't stay any longer, and hurriedly said goodbye and left Zhang's house.

"Daughter, the old man thinks that Ding Xiaodong's family is not bad."

After the people had gone far away and Tang Jiu took the dung eggs and they went to work in the field, Niu Lao (Little Que'er) came up to Feng Yin and whispered.

Feng Yin stopped in her tracks and looked at him with a half-smile: "I never imagined that Mr. Niu is so accurate at seeing livestock, and also has some skills at seeing people."

Xiao Que'er was embarrassed in her heart, but her face didn't change at all, she smiled naturally: "That's right, the eyes of this old man can see through people's hearts."

"Daughter, through the conversation between the little boss and Mrs. Zhang, the old man heard that you want to do business?"

Feng Yin maintained a smile that was not a smile: "What advice does Boss Niu have?"

Xiao Que'er's eyes lit up, and she asked excitedly, "Did the eldest girl agree with the old man to stay?"

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　　Feng Yin: I have a small amount of money, it smells so good.

　　Ding Zhenyao: My aunt finally looks like a country woman.

　　Zhang Yiming: My wife has seen tens of billions of money, how can she be blinded by such a small amount of money?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)