PWDLAW Chapter 113: Meeting Tang Rou
Chapter 113: Meeting Tang Rou
Having found a way to make money and benefiting from it herself, Zhang's words became even sweeter. Ye Muyu spoke calmly, "It's unexpected." "Mother, let's go buy cattle now. After all the medicinal herbs are in the field and won't run away." Zhang said, seeing Ye Muyu's calm demeanor and suppressing the immense joy in her heart. "Mother, I'll go to the shop with Qingxiang first." Zhang wanted to return home earlier but she also knew that haste makes waste. Thinking about the substantial profit they would make, the more she thought about it, the happier she became and the smile on her face couldn't fade away. Chu Liushi nodded, "Alright, go ahead." Ye Muyu understood that the two of them had come to the town to collect rent but it also involved buying jewelry for Chu Qingxiang. Additionally, there might be a meeting with the scholar from the Song family. After getting back on the mule cart, Chu Liushi went to buy cattle, while Ye Muyu got off the cart halfway and entered the store. They had agreed to meet at the city gate later and Ye Muyu was happy to comply. "Mother, should we buy fabric to make clothes?" Chu Ziluo was excited that the family had earned some silver money. This time, she felt even happier because she had also chosen wild fan fruits and even picked them herself. This sense of accomplishment was much greater than the silver her brother earned every day. "Sure, we need to make seasonal clothes for you and Jin." Ye Muyu said. Inside the shop, the shopkeeper quickly greeted them. "Ziluo, choose whichever you like." Ye Muyu gave Chu Ziluo the right to choose. In the eyes of the shopkeeper, this was somewhat rare. He also felt that Ye Muyu being the mother was very indulgent towards her daughter. In many rural areas, there was a preference for sons over daughters and even in the Chu family daughters were considered less valuable than sons. However, it didn't mean they would mistreat their daughters. Chu Ziluo was pleasantly surprised, looking up at her mother. "Mother, can I really choose anything?" "Yes." Ye Muyu gently rubbed her head and encouraged her, saying, "Go ahead." Chu Ziluo clenched her small fist, took a deep breath, and walked to the various fabrics suitable for unmarried girls. In the end, she chose a piece of yellow and green satin. Without blinking an eye, Ye Muyu paid for it. For Chu Jin, she only bought a piece of blue fabric. Dark and somber colors wouldn't suit a child. Three pieces of fabric cost Ye Muyu a little more than one tael of silver. Considering the earnings today, she was left with only five liang and some tens of wen. Indeed, spending money was swift. Although a few pieces of fabric weren't heavy, they were inconvenient to carry. Ye Muyu first left the fabric at the shopkeeper's place. Turning around, she took Chu Ziluo to the nearby jewelry store. With the example of buying fabric before, Chu Ziluo was no longer cautious. She was earnestly selecting suitable accessories for herself. At this moment, a surprised voice sounded nearby. "Sister, you're here too!" The term 'sister' made Ye Muyu's expression even more indifferent. She turned to look at the person and in the face of Tang Rou, who appeared very familiar and comfortable in her presence, Ye Muyu instantly regained her calm. There was no sign of any emotional fluctuation. "So, you were calling me?" Ye Muyu didn't feel any familiarity between them and her tone was indifferent. It was clear to anyone that Tang Rou was oblivious to Ye Muyu's attitude. She continued, "I didn't expect to meet Sister and Ziluo here. Last time, Sister helped me and I was thinking about how to repay Sister." "The butterfly ornament is very nice and suits Ziluo. I'll buy it for her." Tang Rou said without hesitation, asking about the price of the butterfly ornament and purchasing it. Ye Muyu didn't bother to respond to her. She just looked down at Chu Ziluo and asked, "Do you like this one?"📌 To Read The Latest Updates Click 👇👇
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