Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 357: Meeting

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation       Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

She drank a mouthful of milk to moisten her throat.

Only when Chu Heng finished cleaning up did he start eating.

The breakfast was simple. It was a glass of milk, steamed buns, and pickles.

The dishes were simple and they ate quickly.

After eating, Chu Heng carried his bookcase and got into the carriage to go to school. Since he would be back at noon, there was no need to send lunch.

Immediately after, Chu Jin went out.

Chu Ziluo and Chu Qingxiang had agreed to go to the old residence to discuss the art of tea together.

Ye Muyu thought that Ziluo did not have many friends, so she encouraged her to go out more often.

In addition, Chu Qingxiang had been looking for Ziluo many times during this period. Chu Qingxiang was a smart person, so she was not afraid that her daughter would suffer. Moreover, Madam Liu was there.

Because she had been making pickled cabbages, it had been a long time since Madam Liu had gone out to work.

Even Madam Zhang only went out when she was cutting pigweed.

Usually, those village women would often look for her to talk, but now, they did not even have to talk. However, they also knew that it was because the third branch of the Chu family was selling pickled cabbages.

All of them were very envious.

Especially the sisters-in-law of Madam Zhang’s maiden family, as well as the women who were close to her.

However, no one dared to have any ideas about the Chu family’s pickled cabbage recipe after seeing what happened to the Cao family.

Seeing that the Chu family was getting richer and richer, many villagers could not sit still and tried to find work.

Many people had helped Chu Xing make the Zhuge Lock.

Some people helped him repair his house. Basically, people came whenever he asked for help.

It was much more comfortable than going out to the county to find a part-time job.

As a result, everyone in the village had been working hard during this period.

There were even some quick-witted juniors who imitated Chu Xing and drove the family’s ox cart to distant places to sell pickled cabbages and root powder. They sold whatever was valuable.

Some even went into the river to catch fish and sell them.

The entire village was filled with enthusiasm to earn money.

After sending Chu Ziluo off, she asked Nenya with her.

Ye Muyu did not need to clean up the dishes. She went straight back to the east wing, took the sewing basket, and continued to make Chu Heng’s pants.

She had planned to make some milk tea for the children.

However, to prevent Chu Heng from laughing at her again, she felt that it was necessary to make the clothes.

Actually, she was quite good at her handiwork.

However, she did not put in much effort. Now that she sat down and started making pants, her progress sped up.

Madam Hu finished cleaning up the kitchen.

Then, she carried the milk in the food box and sent it to the old residence.

Today, the milk was not used to make other food, so the portion was a little more. Ye Muyu thought that the young children in the clan were not in good health.

She asked Madam Hu to send it to the families with two or three-year-old children.

Of course, the old mansion also had milk. Madam Liu and Chu Zhiwen were old people, so drinking milk could also help them recover.

Since the two of them were in good health, Chu Heng did not need to be distracted.

Ye Muyu spent the entire morning making clothes.

By the time Chu Heng returned, Ye Muyu had already finished making the pants, leaving only the outer shirt.

The outer garment was a little complicated, especially the embroidery on it.

A silver-gray robe, which she found boring, was embroidered with Chu Heng’s favorite plum blossom at the bottom.

Of course, the plum blossoms were more stunning, but the silver-gray robe with red plum blossoms was too high-profile, so she could only embroider silver plum blossoms.

Ye Muyu also embroidered plum blossoms on his sleeves, with a little red in the middle. It was very light and not eye-catching.

Thinking of this, Ye Muyu could not help but laugh. Chu Heng’s clothes were always a darker in color, and he had never worn red clothes before. This little red plum was her gift to him..