Yan Ruyu heard it clearly in the room. She also heard Linlang come in and talk about Madam Wu going to Qingfeng Temple.

Look at the bag of cookies in Linlang's hand: "Are they delicious?"

Linlang nodded without hesitation: "Delicious!"

Yan Ruyu asked with a smile: "Compared to the black one?"

The black Oreo is Linlang’s favorite.

Linlang thought for a moment and said, "I still like the black one. The black one is sweet. This one is fragrant and crispy, but not as sweet as the black one. I like to eat sweet things. My mother said that eating sweet things can make people feel good. However, we can't even eat when we are hungry, so we don't have a share of the delicious candies in the Central Plains."

When she talked about the hardships she had in the past, there was no sadness on her face: "Now it's good. I follow the master and can eat a lot of delicious food."

At this moment, she felt a little sad: "It would be great if my mother could eat it too."

Yan Ruyu felt a little sad and consoled him, "Pick a day later and I'll tell the abbot to chant sutras and pray for your mother. She will appreciate your kindness."

Linlang's eyes lit up: "Really? Thank you, Master!"

Yan Ruyu gave her another pack of Oreos, and Linlang ran out happily.

This little girl is like a sapling growing out of the cracks in the rocks. Although she was born in a place that is not conducive to her growth, she never knows what giving up means. She strives to take root and grow upwards.

Yan Ruyu couldn't help but sigh that what many people lack is Linlang's tenacity.

Just as he was thinking about it, Huo Changhe came in from outside with a smile on his face.

"What's wrong? Any good news?" Yan Ruyu asked.

Huo Changhe said, "It's not really good news, it's just for fun. The Wu family is in chaos. The old man of the Wu family opened a small shop selling stationery, but he was also called back. Someone also went to the academy to deliver a letter to old man Wu. It seems that the Wu family is trying to collect the money."

Yan Ruyu thought for a moment and said, "Stop the messenger and keep Mr. Wu in the dark about what's going on at home. Don't let him go home."

"That's not difficult," Huo Changhe said, "If you don't let him return home, does Yu'er have any plans?"

Yan Ruyu stroked the bracelet on her wrist and said, "The Wu family has many servants, and they have money to build a flower shed and hold a flower viewing banquet. It shows that they still have extra money. In this case, let them spend the money."

"The old man won't come back," Huo Changhe took over the conversation, his voice full of laughter, "With the old lady's wisdom, there is no other good way. The first thing she thought of was to squeeze the first and second wives, but that amount of money is not a small amount, she will definitely sell off the family property."

Yan Ruyu nodded, her eyes smiling. Huo Changhe continued, "Except for the monthly income of Mr. Wu, the income of other people in the Wu family is barely average. For example, Third Brother Wu has always spent his own money, and the eldest wife also pays some."

"We have found out that their biggest source of income is two shops. One is rented out to a cloth shop, and the other is used to sell furs. The weather in the northwest is cold, and many people wear furs. Especially since the border trade was opened, many people go outside the border to collect furs and sell them back. The income is still good."

"In addition, there is a small farm with less than a hundred acres of land. It is not considered good farmland, but it is more than enough to ensure that the Wu family has enough food."

Yan Ruyu suddenly realized: "I see, that's how it is. I was wondering, how can the Wu family support the family expenses with just the monthly income earned by a few men? They still need to have a business."

"Well, I heard that the manor was the old lady's dowry." Huo Changhe said.

Yan Ruyu smiled slightly coldly: "Okay, then let the old lady have a taste and see if there is any difference between cutting money and cutting flesh."

"For her," Huo Changhe said with a smile, "it should make no difference."

Yan Ruyu also laughed twice: "By the way, Beibei just sent a message saying that Madam Wu was driven to Qingfeng Temple."

Huo Changhe frowned slightly, "I am really cruel. Qingfeng Temple used to be quite popular, but then there was a fire, and only half of it was left. It is also on the top of a mountain, so it is difficult to repair. Fewer and fewer people go there. Now there are only a few old nuns there, and I am afraid they can't even guarantee their daily life."

Yan Ruyu pondered and said, "She wants the eldest wife to pay now, so how can she not let her come back?"

Huo Changhe shook his head: "It's hard to say."

……

As soon as Mr. Wu entered the mansion, the servant in the courtyard came to greet him.

"Sir, this is bad!"

Uncle Wu is thirty-six years old this year. He has a somewhat dull personality and doesn’t talk much usually - there’s nothing he can do about it. Having a mistress like this makes life difficult. He has lived for thirty-six years and has been suppressed for thirty-six years. How can he have a bright personality?

When he heard the servant say that it was not good, he asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter? Why did you call me back so urgently?"

The servant looked around and lowered his voice and said quickly, "The Third Master was beaten and carried back. He was said to have stolen and sold the military rations from the granary and was discovered, so he was asked to make up for the loss."

Uncle Wu was extremely shocked and paused: "What?"

The servant quickly said, "I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about Madam!"

"What's wrong, Madam?" Doctor Wu's heart was beating fast.

He knew very well that his wife had suffered with him over the years. Many times, when his wife was bullied, she hid in the room and cried secretly.

But what can he do?

"You got scolded by your mother again?"

"Not only that, Madam was banished to Qingfeng Temple!"

Grandpa Wu's eyes widened. He was a little confused by the two pieces of news. Either one of them sounded incredible and unbelievable, let alone two of them at once.

"What? How could it be... Qingfeng Temple, Madam..."

He was incoherent for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Seeing him like this, the servant stamped his feet anxiously and said, "Master, please make a decision quickly. Madam went alone with Zhu'er and only brought a bag. How can this work?"

The boy wanted to say something, but an old woman came out from the moon gate in front of him, and he swallowed the rest of his words.

This is the nanny in the Third Master’s yard.

Nanny walked up to Master Wu, bowed slightly, and said calmly: "Master, the old lady is waiting for you, please go over quickly, there is something important to discuss."

Uncle Wu felt depressed. Even so, a maid in the third brother's courtyard dared to be disrespectful to him.

He lives worse than a servant in this mansion.

With a breath stuck in his chest, he walked towards the old lady's yard without saying a word. The servant wanted to follow him, but the old woman deliberately pushed him away and glared at him again.

Uncle Wu walked towards the old lady's yard like a puppet.

Lifting the curtain and entering the room, the old woman stepped forward and said, "Madam, someone is coming."

When people come, they don’t say “Here comes the master.”

Uncle Wu glanced around. Mrs. Wu San was pretending to wipe her tears. And Old Third Wu was lying on the soft frame with his eyes closed. His eyeballs were rolling under his eyelids. When he heard him coming, he didn't even open his eyes.

There was also Mr. Wu in the corner. He had seldom shown up since Mrs. Wu died, but he unexpectedly came today.

Uncle Wu bowed slowly: "Mother."

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