I bring bad luck to my husband, you bring bad luck to your wife.

After dinner, Yang Tongchuan and Yang Tongshan discussed buying a dog.

"Sure, your sister-in-law isn't afraid of that stuff, go ahead and buy it." Yang Tongshan also felt that after what happened last time, it was still necessary to keep a good dog at home.

The next day, Yang Tongchuan inquired with his colleagues about buying a dog.

Everyone suggested that he go to the countryside and buy a dog from a hunter, because dogs raised by hunters are intelligent.

After making several inquiries, Yang Tongchuan went to the home of a hunter with a good reputation.

His family just happened to have a litter of puppies.

Yang Tongchuan went to take a look. It was good, but it was too small. He would have to wait a few more months until it was separated into its own nest before he could take it away.

By chance, I found a black dog locked in a cage in the corner.

The dog was very handsome, with shiny black fur that looked like it had been oiled, without a single stray hair, and bright, intelligent eyes.

"Senior, are you selling this dog?"

"I can't sell this dog. It had a broken hind leg, and although it's healed now, it can't be strenuous and can no longer chase horses or hunt. So I'm keeping it at home to guard the house."

"Let's take it out and have a look. I don't take it outside; it's fine as long as it can guard the house."

The hunter led Wu Hei out and took a few steps.

There is indeed a problem with my right hind leg. I'm fine when I walk normally, but when I run, my right hind leg tucks in, and I run on three legs.

Yang Tongchuan touched Wu Hei's right hind leg and felt that it was a bit thin, unlike its left leg which was as strong.

"Look, I never lie when I sell dogs. Its leg will stay like this forever; it won't be able to be raised properly."

"How old is this dog?"

"He's exactly one year old. If it weren't for his injured leg, he would be a great hunter."

"Take this one, it's enough for guarding the house. Give me a discount."

In the end, Yang Tongchuan took the black dog home at a price that was practically giving it away for free.

Mr. and Mrs. Yang took a liking to the dog at first sight. Since it would be staying in the yard anyway, their leg problems wouldn't be a problem.

Xiangxi was a little scared at first, but gradually accepted the dog's gentle nature.

The eldest sister-in-law thought her second brother would bring back a puppy, so she built a doghouse in the corner that was too small. She is currently taking Yanzi to get the size adjusted.

Yang's father gave Wu Hei a name with the character "zhen" (镇), which means "to ward off evil spirits," so he named him Zhen Lai Fu (镇来福).

Zhen Laifu is very adaptable. He spent an afternoon walking around the courtyard. When he met his family members, he even knew to go up to them, expose his belly, and act cute.

If it weren't for a neighbor aunt visiting in the evening, who was startled by Zhen Laifu's barking and tripped over the threshold, the women of the Yang family would have thought that this black dog was good-natured.

However, because he had frightened the neighbors, Yang Tongchuan took a thin iron chain from the government office and made a dog leash for Zhen Laifu with leather straps. He kept the dog leashed in the yard during the day and untied it when he went to bed at night.

At first, Zhen Laifu was not used to it and always tried to break free of the chains. After being taught a lesson by Yang Tongchuan, he is now well-behaved.

After June, the weather got hotter and hotter.

Xiangxi's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and Yang Tongchuan wants to take him out to have some looser clothes made.

Xiangxi felt it was unnecessary; she could just alter the old clothes, since she wouldn't wear them after giving birth anyway.

"Don't settle for this; you can wear it again when you get pregnant later."

Xiang Xi angrily punched him repeatedly, saying that the baby in her belly hadn't even been born yet, and she was already thinking about the next one.

In the end, Xiangxi followed Yang Tongchuan to the clothing store.

The shopkeeper had his husband come out to help Xiangxi take her measurements.

This husband is quite experienced; he's packed plenty of extra clothes so they can be worn until autumn.

Xiangxi ordered three outfits, which cost a lot of money. She felt a little heartbroken, but her handiwork skills were really too poor to make clothes well.

After leaving the clothing store, Xiangxi and Yang Tongchuan encountered Xiangqiang on their way back.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Xiangxi remembered that at this time, her brother should be setting up a stall at the dock.

"I need to buy flour. Business at the market has been good lately, and we've run out of flour at home."

"The market? You're not setting up a stall anymore?" Xiangxi thought her brother had run into some trouble.

"I'm not setting up a stall at the dock anymore. There's too much work and not enough money at the dock. Your husband helped me find a stall in the West City Market. The rent is reasonable, and there's business morning, noon, and night. I'm earning much more than before. Didn't he tell you?" Xiang Qiang has been moving his stall here for a few days now, and business is getting better every day.

"I haven't had a chance to tell him yet."

While patrolling the streets, Yang Tongchuan discovered that the wonton stall he used to frequent at the market in the west of the city had closed down.

Upon inquiry, it turned out that the owner was too old to work anymore, so he decided not to rent it out.

Yang Tongchuan took the opportunity to inquire about the rent. It was a bit more expensive than the dock, but you could sell things during breakfast, lunch, and before the curfew at night because of the large flow of people.

More importantly, the purchasing power of people at the market was much higher than that of the dockworkers.

The profits are also substantial.

The only problem is that Yang Tongchuan has never done business before, so whether he can succeed or not needs to be discussed with Xiang Qiang.

In the end, Xiang Qiang couldn't make up his mind, but his wife made the final decision, saying that this was a good deal.

The three of them went to the market to check out the location, and Xiang Qiang's wife immediately placed a deposit. Xiang Qiang couldn't stop her even if he wanted to.

As it turned out, this was the right path; previously, they could only sell flatbread and noodle soup for two or three coins to dockworkers.

Now that the customers have changed, Xiang Qiang and his team have started serving wontons at their new stall, along with fried dough sticks.

The flatbread and noodle soup are still being sold as usual, but the flatbread has been made more exquisitely, and new flavors have been added to the noodle soup.

In addition, the stall already had a stable customer base, so the couple's income increased significantly.

The two children were entrusted to the care of an elderly neighbor in the alley. She was given ten coins a day, and the old lady happily took care of the two children.

Xiangxi followed her brother to his new stall in shock.

My sister-in-law is making wontons there. They sold out at noon, so she's making some more to prepare for dinner.

"Xi-ge'er, you're here! Come sit down. Have you eaten? I'll make you some wontons, they're freshly made."

Before Xiangxi could refuse her sister-in-law, the wontons were already in the pot.

Why didn't you tell me sooner?

Xiangxi secretly asked Yang Tongchuan.

"I don't know if it will work out. I want to wait until they are more stable before I tell you."

Xiang Qiang first brought out the fried dough sticks, then turned around to bring out the wontons.

"Eat up." Xiang Qiang put all the food on the table and then turned to clean up the flour he had just bought.

Xiangxi noticed that her sister-in-law had a pair of small silver earrings on her ears, and her complexion was much better than before.

Life should be going smoothly.

Meanwhile, Xiang Xiguang went to see his older brother and sister-in-law. He didn't notice how hot the wontons were. Just as he was about to put them in his mouth, Yang Tongchuan stopped him.

"Be careful, it's hot." Yang Tongchuan took Xiangxi's bowl of wontons, blew on it carefully to cool it down a bit, and then returned the bowl to him.

The fried dough sticks were quite large, so Yang Tongchuan divided them into two pieces for Xiangxi, telling her to eat slowly to avoid indigestion from eating too much at once.

Xiang Qiang looked up and saw this scene.

It's clear that Xiangxi is being taken good care of.