Exiled to Lingnan, the Crown Prince's wife raises children, cultivates the land, and leads the

"Thanks."

Cheng Qiqi replied politely.

When Zhuang Lizheng and Granny Leng arrived, Cheng Qiqi was immediately called away. Hei Tu watched her departing figure, his eyes revealing determination: he would clear his name as soon as possible and stand openly by her side.

We will no longer leave her alone.

"Qiqi, look, everything's already loaded onto the cart. Do you want to check it again?"

Granny Leng carefully checked every single item delivered by the sugar shop, which meant that their sugar shop would be able to make money in the future!

Even the old woman wanted to go back in time and slap herself!

The sugar shop made more money in half a year than Cheng Qiqi did in a year!

What's more, their work is now easier than before.

Back when the old man worked at the sugar mill, one or two out of ten batches of sugar would spoil, or one batch would burn!

Since Cheng Qiqi improved the sugar workshop, the sugar they make is different. Every batch is good. Even if there are occasional mistakes, the quality is still better than the sugar they used to make!

I wonder if it's related to the unified standards Cheng Qiqi mentioned.

The juicing process has been improved, resulting in even greater benefits. Not only is there a significant increase in sugarcane juice, but the sugarcane residue can also be used to brew vinegar. Although sugarcane vinegar is a family-friendly product, it's better than burning it as firewood; at least it can be exchanged for some money.

No one in the village needs to buy vinegar anymore.

"No problem. We'll have Jin Cizhi and Elder Zhuang from the village do the accounting together and make sure our accounts are clear and transparent."

Cheng Qiqi glanced at it and then tossed it to Jin Cizhi, intending to be a hands-off manager.

The old woman took the list and went to find Jin Cizhi.

Zhuang Lizheng said, "The oyster sauce jar is already sealed with three layers, so it won't be a problem even if it rains."

"Do you need any help with the floral dew?"

The village is taking that batch of floral dew very seriously. Don't be fooled by the small bottles and the tiny basket; it's worth over seventy taels of silver!

Thinking about this, Zhuang Lizheng couldn't wait to go and see for himself again.

"Don't worry, my father-in-law and his men have already packed it up. There won't be any problems."

Cheng Qiqi smiled slightly. The Jin family might have a special method for tying ropes, and the ropes themselves seemed to be made differently from the usual ones. Anyway, they were sturdy and secure, and she didn't want to ask any questions!

People have to learn to be hands-off managers. If she interferes in everything, wouldn't she be treated like a slave?

At the entrance of the Jin family's house, Cheng Qiqi had just finished preparing the dry food and the pancakes made by Liu Suyi and was about to give them to Heitu and Chongshan when she saw that the two of them were surrounded by enthusiastic villagers.

"I can eat this dried fish as a snack."

"My dried shrimp is so delicious when cooked into porridge it'll make your eyebrows fall off."

"..."

The villagers all brought some of their own local specialties. They live off the land and the sea. Lingnan has little farmland but plenty of sea, so there is no shortage of dried seafood!

The sugar mill distributed money to everyone last time, and the villagers thought they'd give Chongshan and Heitu some food for their journey: "We'll be waiting for you to come back in the village!"

"Go safely, return safely!"

They're waiting to share the money they make from selling the goods with everyone.

Heitu clearly didn't like this scene and grabbed Chongshan right in front of him.

With an embarrassed expression, Chongshan accepted all the money, saying, "Don't worry, ladies, we will definitely bring the money back safely."

Cheng Qiqi didn't look at the farewell scene any longer, but instead focused her gaze on the Marquis Zhongyong, whose eyes were red-rimmed.

A dignified marquis, with only two guards, even guards who can earn money, would he be so jealous?

Could it be that they went to Rongcheng to search for evidence at Pingsha Pass?

Cheng Qiqi automatically filled in the blanks in her mind and then understood.

In a case like Jin Mozhi, where a promising son gets into trouble, it's a case of an elderly person burying their child. The Marquis of Zhongyong might not show it usually, but in reality, he must still care a lot.

After watching Heitu and the others leave, Cheng Qiqi realized that her daughter was missing.

"An'an?"

Cheng Qiqi glanced around; her daughter wasn't in the house. She went outside and asked, "Chuntao, have you seen An'an?"

Chun Tao replied uncertainly, "I saw An'an take her little basket to the back. Could she have gone to pick rabbit grass with Yunyun?"

"I'll go take a look."

Cheng Qiqi went next door and, sure enough, didn't see Jin Yun. Perhaps her daughter really did go to pick rabbit grass?

Because Jin Sui'an loves her little wild rabbit, as long as it's still alive, she picks rabbit grass every morning just to feed it!

There are seven or eight wild rabbits in the house, all fed by Jin Suian, who is very meticulous in feeding them.

"Waaah, why is Uncle Beard leaving?"

"I don't want Uncle Beard to leave."

"Waaah, Uncle Beard is a bad guy, he just left like that."

Jin Sui'an's sobbing was mixed with her cursing. Her childish voice, when she cursed, didn't sound fierce at all; instead, it sounded aggrieved.

"Don't cry, An'an."

Jin Yun took a handkerchief and tried to wipe away her sister's tears, saying, "Uncle Beard and the others have to go out to work, so they definitely can't stay with us every day."

"Then why does he have to walk so far to work?"

Jin Sui'an raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears.

Jin Yun: "..." At only six years old, she didn't understand.

But seeing her younger sister crying so hard, sobbing uncontrollably, she tried to explain, "Maybe it's because his surname isn't Jin?"

"Waaah~"

Upon hearing this, Jin Sui'an cried even harder: "I want him to have the surname Jin, so that he can stay?"

"Maybe?"

Jin Yun wasn't sure either. Seeing her sister crying even more, Jin Yun didn't know how to comfort her. She just awkwardly wiped away her sister's tears.

Mother said that An'an's mother had helped them a lot, and they should take good care of their younger sister.

In the shadows, Cheng Qiqi listened to these words with a mixture of helplessness and confusion. Her daughter seemed to have an unusual affinity for Heitu.

Logically speaking, shouldn't it be Chongshan?

Perhaps Chongshan is honest and simple, and doesn't know how to talk much?

Without thinking much, Cheng Qiqi heard her daughter crying so hard, so she stepped forward and hugged her tightly: "An'an, be good. Uncle Beard has gone out to deliver goods. He'll be back."

"Mom, can Uncle Beard take An'an's surname, Jin?"

Jin Suian kept this matter on his mind.

Cheng Qiqi: "..."

After finally coaxing their daughter home, the Jin family returned to peace. Heitu and the others left to deliver the goods, and the men of the Jin family began to busy themselves with spring planting.

During dinner, Jin Sui'an surprised everyone by asking, "Grandpa, can Uncle Beard take An'an's surname, Jin?"

Cheng Qiqi: "..." How persistent is my daughter about this?

"Pfft~"

Jin Yanzhi had just finished eating and was drinking water when he heard this, he almost spat out the water and coughed violently.

Marquis Zhongyong's pupils contracted. He pulled his granddaughter aside and asked seriously, "Why does An'an want Uncle Beard to have the surname Jin?"

Is this the natural bond between father and daughter?

Even though An'an didn't know that Heitu was her biological father, she still liked him and wanted to be close to him!