The next morning, Yun Huaikang and his family drove their oxcart excitedly toward the county town.

Today is the big day for the property transfer.

The whole family was dressed neatly from head to toe, and the girls even took out their best clothes from the bottom of their trunks.

The oxcart creaked and groaned as it left the village, its hooves light and quick, bathed in the perfect morning light.

No sooner had they left than two elderly people stormed to the door, fuming.

Yun Haiping leaned on his cane, while Yun Zhangshi carried a cloth bag. The two of them stood in front of the tightly closed courtyard gate, their faces long and drawn.

"Where is everyone?" The old lady peered through the crack in the door.

The old man banged his cane on the ground: "Where have you been all this early in the morning?"

The two waited at the door for a full half hour, from before the morning dew had dried until the sun was high in the sky, but not a single person returned.

Finally, Madam Yun spat, grumbling as she helped the old man away in a huff, having gotten up early for nothing and left with a belly full of anger.

Back in the county town, Yun Huaikang's family had already smoothly completed the property transfer procedures at the government office.

The official seal was stamped onto the contract with a loud "smack," and the large shop facing the street was now owned by the Yun family.

Yun Huaikang held the contract and looked at it again and again, and the children also crowded around, their faces full of curiosity.

Gan Yuwan chuckled and said, "Alright, alright, you can't see anything better no matter how much you look. Hurry up and get to work in the shop."

The whole family went to the shop and opened the door.

Sunlight streamed in through the windows facing the street, turning the dust in the room into a golden, fine snowflake.

"Work...work!" Yun Shengsheng called out in a childish voice, holding up a rag bigger than her face.

I stood on tiptoe and started wiping the door frame.

The whole family burst into laughter and rolled up their sleeves to get to work.

Some were sweeping dust, some were wiping windows, and some were mopping the floor.

Yun Huaikang took a small notebook and looked through the shop inside and out, noting down everything that was missing, lacking, or needed to be replaced.

We don't have enough cabinets, so we need to redo the shelves, and we also need to make some new beds in the backyard.

Yun Shengsheng looked at the corner of the backyard wall, "If only we could get an oven. Mother's pastries are all steamed now; they don't taste as good as baked ones."

Gan Yuwan and Yun Huaikang looked at each other.

Gan Yuwan deliberately said, "Husband, I saw that other people's pastry shops seem to have ovens. Let's get one for ourselves!"

Yun Huaikang immediately nodded, "Okay, let's get one."

"I remember an aunt on your family's side who seems to know how to use it. Ask her when the time comes."

Gan Yuwan nodded, "Okay, I'll visit tomorrow."

Yun Huaikang thought for a moment, "How about we go to Ganjiacun later today? My second brother is a carpenter, isn't he? His skills are among the best in the surrounding area. Let's have him make some cabinets for us."

Gan Yuwan's eyes lit up, and she repeatedly said yes.

Around lunchtime, to everyone's surprise, Zhen Linqing strolled in carrying a food box.

Dressed in a green robe and adorned with a jade belt, tall and elegant, he stood in the dusty, untidy shop, looking like a bright pearl fallen into a pile of rubble.

No matter how you look at it, it seems completely out of place.

But he seemed oblivious and said with a smile.

"I know you're busy today, so I brought you some food."

He placed the food box on the freshly wiped-clean counter, lifted the lid, and saw steaming hot steamed buns and several side dishes neatly arranged.

A young man followed behind him; he was his bodyguard, named Qu Leng.

Although Yun Huaikang's family felt embarrassed, they already owed Zhen Linqing too many favors, so this one wouldn't make a difference.

Everyone sat around a clean table and happily ate lunch.

Afterwards, Yun Huaikang discussed the shop's plans with Zhen Linqing, who listened attentively, nodding occasionally and offering suggestions.

After lunch, I rested for a while and then continued working in the afternoon.

By the time the sun was setting, the shop had been cleaned and looked brand new.

The family stood in the center of the shop, looking around, their faces beaming with undisguised joy.

Touching this and looking at that, no one wanted to leave.

"If I hadn't forgotten my bedding, I would have stayed here tonight!" Yun Qiaoqiao squatted down on the ground, refusing to move.

In the end, Gan Yuwan chased the girls out of the shop one by one, locked the door, and the whole family drove the oxcart to Ganjiacun.

Upon arriving at Ganjiacun, Yun Huaikang went to find Gan Ercai and finalized the style, dimensions, and wages for the cabinets, shelves, and bed. Gan Ercai patted his chest and guaranteed delivery within five days.

Gan Yuwan went to Grandma Li's house. Grandma Li had worked in a pastry shop when she was young, and she not only knew how to make pastries but also how to use an oven.

After much persuasion from Gan Yuwan, Granny Li finally agreed to stay at the shop for a month to teach them how to use the oven to make pastries.

After everything was settled, the oxcart got back on the road.

The evening breeze carried the scent of wheat from the fields in gusts.

Yun Shengsheng fell asleep leaning against Gan Yuwan's lap, her little pigtails wobbling. A glistening drop of drool clung to the corner of her mouth.

Gan Yuwan was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she quickly covered her with her sleeve.

The group of people entered the village chatting and laughing, and the crescent moon was already hanging on the treetops.

However, when they arrived at their doorstep, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

Two figures stood at the dark entrance to the courtyard.

One was leaning on a cane, and the other had his hands tucked in. By the moonlight, they leaned closer and saw that they were Yun Huaikang's parents.

Yun Huaikang frowned. "Father, Mother, what are you doing here so late?"

The old man, Yun Haiping, slammed his cane heavily on the ground and snorted coldly, "What? Can't I come to my son's house?"

Upon hearing this tone, Yun Huaikang immediately understood.

They wouldn't come to the temple without a reason. His parents are notoriously selfish; if they're blocking the door in the middle of the night, it can't be anything good.

Gan Yuwan remained silent, her expression darkening.

She took out her key, opened the door, settled the oxcart, and the family filed into the house.

The elderly couple swaggered to the table and sat down like two Buddhas. Their eyes darted around the room, scanning from the beams to the corners before finally settling on Yun Huaikang.

"I heard you saved someone a while ago?" the old man asked, his tone like he was interrogating a criminal.

Yun Huaikang sneered inwardly.

coming.

"What's wrong? Does Dad think I've done good deeds and came here especially to praise me?"

The old man choked, and his beard twitched.

Madam Yun patted Yun Huaikang on the back: "Second son, how can you talk to your father like that? Your father is just concerned about you. You saved a man, and now you have a whole bunch of girls in the family. Is this appropriate? Don't you care about the girls' reputation?"

These words are exactly the same as what his older brother, Yun Huai'an, said.

Yun Huaikang didn't respond, thinking that since everyone was gone, they could say whatever they wanted.

His silence, which didn't engage in conversation, was even more unsettling to the old man than arguing back.

Yun Haiping slammed his cane twice more, cutting to the chase: "I heard that person was someone important, and even gave us five hundred taels of silver when he left?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the room seemed to tighten.

Yun Qiaoqiao exploded first, her little face turning bright red: "Grandpa and Grandma, who told you this nonsense? Where did you get five hundred taels of silver!"

Madam Yun glared at her, her gaze sharp as a knife: "You brat, you've learned to lie at such a young age? Lying to your grandparents, who taught you that? You don't know any manners at all..."

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