Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Chen Xiuer, Wang Da Niang, and even Old Shen are all extremely busy—on one hand, they have to take care of the weekly production of 3,000 catties of oyster mushrooms, on the other hand, they have to deal with the planting bags with Guo Mingyuan every few days, and now they also have to take care of the shiitake mushrooms that have just been cultivated. They wish they could be split in two.

Su Wanqing naturally had to lend a hand.

Chen Xiuer handed over a thick stack of letters: "Dr. Su, this is the profit share from last week's three thousand catties of oyster mushrooms, and this is the money for the mushroom packs. Please count it; it's a total of 434.5 yuan."

Su Wanqing took a look and was somewhat surprised. The mushroom buns actually earned so much more than the oyster mushroom buns! Well, the mushroom buns were only sold as semi-finished products, and the profit sharing ratio was low. Most of the profit went into their own pockets, so it was normal to earn more.

This is just one week's income, more than 400 yuan, which is equivalent to several years' work for an ordinary person. Now everyone in the group knows that Secretary Liu gives Dr. Su several large red envelopes every week, and many people are envious and jealous.

Chen Xiuer had initially felt guilty about the high salaries she and Aunt Wang were receiving, but seeing how much Dr. Su was earning each week made her feel a little better. But she thought to herself: once the shiitake mushrooms and white fungus are fully grown, I'll make mushroom bags and sell them more, so Dr. Su can earn even more money!

Su Wanqing had just received 100,000 yuan in cash and 300,000 yuan in gold yesterday, so she was quite calm about the amount. She casually put it away and said, "The shiitake mushrooms and white fungus are just starting out right now. Things will be better after this week. I plan to cultivate 5,000 jin of shiitake mushrooms and 3,000 jin of white fungus each cycle, and maybe even more. Shiitake mushrooms and white fungus are expensive, so even if we can't sell all the fresh ones at once, we can dry them and sell them slowly."

Chen Xiuer's eyes lit up: "Then let's cultivate more! Preparing the auxiliary materials in the early stages is a bit troublesome, but it won't spoil anyway..."

Aunt Wang, who earned 1.5 yuan a day, was worried about not having any work, and immediately patted her chest:

"I'm bursting with energy now! Back in Fengcheng, I'd be out of breath after just a few steps, but since coming here, I have inexhaustible energy every day. I can run and jump! I feel restless if I don't work a full ten hours a day!"

The more work Aunt Wang does every day, the more spiritual spring water she drinks. The more she works, the stronger she becomes and the healthier she gets. This can be considered a blessing.

Upon hearing this, Old Shen was completely bewildered: "What kind of problem is this?! Although this strain has good vitality, we've never done it this way anywhere else! What if something goes wrong and it all spoils if we cultivate so much at once? Then all the hundreds of dollars we've invested, along with the auxiliary materials and beans, will be wasted! It's better to be safe and cultivate a thousand kilograms first, and then gradually expand once we've figured it out!"

Su Wanqing glanced at Old Shen, then at Chen Xiuer, and decided to compromise: "Then let's stick to the old rules. Old Shen, I still have a dozen or so bottles of propagated mycelium here. I won't be too upset if it fails. But if it succeeds, everyone will be scrambling to get these. Besides, with you overseeing things, what do I have to be afraid of?"

Old Shen shook his head helplessly and snorted, "You decide what's best for your mycelium. Don't come crying to me if it fails!" Though he was tough on the outside, he was determined to protect it carefully and not waste this batch of good inoculum.

It's definitely not because he gave those old fogies a heads-up, saying he could cultivate premium shiitake mushrooms that would leave them far behind. If it doesn't work out, those old fogies will definitely laugh at him. So what can Old Man Shen do? He can only stick his butt out and work hard behind them.

Su Wanqing spent two or three days busy with the shiitake mushroom cultivation, preparing all the culture media, packing them into boxes, and inoculating them with spawn. She was just waiting for the mycelium to grow fully and for the mushrooms to ripen and be harvested. The silver ear mushrooms were a little more troublesome, but everything was finally arranged properly. Once everything was on track, she finally had some free time.

Whenever she had free time, she planned to arrange Chen Xiuer's divorce.

Unexpectedly, someone else cared even more than she did.

Just as Liu Shuqing finished processing Chen Xiuer's formal employment paperwork, Guo Mingyuan had already taken care of all the divorce arrangements.

Chen Xiuer stared blankly at Guo Mingyuan: "What? It's all set up over there? I can just go get a divorce? Brother Guo, this... this is going to so much trouble for you!"

Guo Mingyuan said casually, "I happen to have an old friend who's in charge of this area. I inquired about it beforehand and told them about your situation, and they took care of it right away." He spoke as if it were just a small favor.

Chen Xiuer knew, however, that things would not be that simple.

But getting a divorce right now is better than anything else. Her eyes reddened, "Brother Guo, thank you... I won't say anything more, but I promise I will..."

Guo Mingyuan interrupted her: "I just don't want to see the child suffer. This child is the same whether he has a father or not, it's so pitiful." He only said it was because he felt sorry for the child.

So, just as Su Wanqing was about to make her move, she heard in the afternoon that Chen Xiuer had gotten a divorce, taking her child with her.

Su Wanqing: "???"

Of course, the process wasn't always smooth sailing.

Zhao Shupi absolutely refused—whose wife earns so much money, is so beautiful, and even bore him a child? Only a fool would divorce her! Granny Sun threw a tantrum, pointing at Chen Xiuer and yelling, "You heartless wretch! You want a divorce? Fine! Leave the child! You can't take the Zhao family's seed with you!"

They knew very well that as long as they held onto the child, Chen Xiuer wouldn't be able to escape.

The person in charge retorted directly: "According to convention, the child should indeed live with the father. But Comrade Chen Xiuer is now a permanent employee, a technician, receiving a government salary and a secure job! What about you? Do you have permanent jobs? What can you give the child? She has a fixed monthly income, subsidies, and food stamps; what do you have?"

The mother and son were completely dumbfounded by this question.

Zhao Shupi opened his mouth, but couldn't answer a single question. Granny Sun tried to throw a tantrum, but was dragged out.

In short, this battle caught Zhao Shupi and her son completely off guard. Within a single day, they were divorced, and custody of the child was awarded to Chen Xiuer.

When Chen Xiuer came out of the office with her child, she was still in a daze—just like that… they got divorced?

The process was much simpler and incredibly smoother than she had imagined. No one gave her any trouble or argued; in fact, the staff even spoke up for her, as if they already knew about her situation. She had expected a confrontation, arguments, and public scrutiny, but the matter was resolved without even a fight.

"It's Brother Guo..." Chen Xiuer felt a mix of emotions.

Guo Mingyuan had helped her so much, yet he hadn't said a word. What was he after? She dared not think too deeply about it. But since he had helped her, she couldn't not thank him. The next day, Chen Xiuer reluctantly went to his door with gifts.

Thankfully, Guo Mingyuan treated her the same as before, neither too close nor too distant, polite and reserved, without saying much. He said he just felt sorry for the child and didn't want to see Nannan suffer with a father like that. Chen Xiuer quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Guo Mingyuan also breathed a sigh of relief—he was afraid of scaring her by being too hasty. Taking it slow was good.