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Her voice was clearly soft and sweet, and her tone was calm, but each word was like a knife, piercing Cao's heart one after another, cutting open the bloody reality.

The past few days of peace had made her forget why she wanted to return to her hometown, or in other words, she was no longer willing to think about why they were in such a mess right now.

"You, are you threatening me?" His voice began to tremble unconsciously, "How can the old man let you fool around? Don't use chicken feathers as arrows. The old man is just sick. He is not confused yet. He understands!"

When it comes to the back part, she is already sullen.

However, Yunling made up her mind that she would not continue to spoil her. She must successfully train Cao, otherwise she might not be able to calm down in the future.

"I'm not threatening you." Yunling's tone remained calm, "I'm just stating the facts to you."

"Grandpa has decided to leave all the Tang family's future itinerary to me, so from tomorrow on, it's up to me whether you walk or take a car, whether you go hungry or have a full meal. Of course, you don't have to listen to me. Yes, just leave on your own, I will never stop you!"

"You! How old are you? Why would the old man hand over the authority of the head of the family to you? Don't fool me! If you want to hand it over, it will be given to your uncle!"

Yunling pointed at the shoes on her feet, "Who bought the soles of these shoes?"

"It doesn't matter who bought it. It's all family money. What does it have to do with a girl like you?" Ms. Cao continued, squeezing her neck.

"After buying the horse carriage and mule cart, there is not much silver left from Jin Shangshu. In addition, the old man is sick and takes medicine, and it has been spent. Every copper you spent in the hotel and every meal you ate recently, They are all obtained by grandmothers and others through their own hands.

Sister Qingdai is sick, and her grandmother and Aunt Shen are old, but they still insist on doing embroidery work in the carriage, including the youngest Fu'er, who also wants to make a living by doing embroidery. Auntie, what about you? What did you do again? "

Ms. Cao's face turned red and white, and she said harshly: "You didn't remind me when you were doing embroidery work. If I knew... I would definitely do it too. If you didn't remind me, how could I have imagined it?"

"Do I still need to be reminded of this? Is the aunt's eyesight so limited? Or is it that the aunt's eyes are only focused on comparison and disdain all day long, and she has never thought about where her rice and porridge come from?

Not to mention that my grandfather is now implicated and convicted for the uncle's affair. He no longer has a salary and cannot sit in the court for consultations. Even if my grandfather can still practice medicine, how long can the aunt's mother and uncle rely on him? "

Mr. Cao's face turned pale and he didn't know how to respond.

Yun Ling continued: "People say that you are already thirty, and my eldest uncle and eldest aunt are nearly forty years old, so they should be more mature."

Being told by a junior to be a little sweet, Ms. Cao was extremely embarrassed, but she had no way to defend herself.

But Yunling wanted to just let her go, so she took the strong medicine again, "If the eldest uncle can't sell ten strings of bracelets today and our family doesn't have enough money, I will sell the mule cart."

After saying that, she ignored Ms. Cao and instead grabbed two strings of bracelets and ran to a pair of young men and women in bright clothes, "Sister, do you want to have a string of 'hand in hand'?"

Although the two people walked side by side, they did not walk close to each other like a couple, and there was no sense of intimacy. Yunling guessed that they were an unmarried couple, or a man and woman who were interested in getting engaged, so she came to test the waters.

Sure enough, the woman blushed as soon as she heard the words "hand in hand" and lowered her head in embarrassment, "...No, no need."

Yunling raised her eyes to look at the young man and started to sell: "Brother, this flower will never wither, which means love is stronger than gold."

The man also blushed a little, and bravely glanced at the woman next to him, and asked stammering: "How much, how much, a bunch, no, a pair."

"Thirty-eight cents per string. It's cheaper if the elder brother buys two strings. Chenghui is seventy cents."

That’s how the first business was done.

Yunling handed the recovered money to Lao Qi.

There are people coming and going here, and her small body can't stop a serious thief. It's better for Lao Qi to hold it with ease.

Yunling turned around and stuffed a few strings of bracelets into Tang Zifu's hands, "Fu'er, if you see men and women together, or young ladies hanging out in twos and threes, ask them if they want to buy it. Let’s just say that this hand rope is called hand in hand. If you keep it carefully, it will never wither. Remember, you can’t run away and you can’t leave Lao Qi’s sight.”

She turned to Lao Qi and said, "Old Qi, please be more tired and watch the rest of us."

Tang Zifu was a little shy, but she still mustered up the courage to take a few steps, "Yes, do you want a hand rope? Hand in hand, we will never wither."

Unfortunately, she was looking for an elderly couple. The man was a little interested, but before they could talk to each other, the woman had already pulled him away, "Don't buy these frivolous things. Let’s buy a pack of lotus seed candies to take home later, the children love the sweetness.”

Tang Zifu was a little disappointed. Seeing Yunling greeting the woman passing by, she boldly asked a young girl again.

The girl was dressed in luxurious clothes, and there was a maid behind her. Seeing that Tang Zifu was selling things at a young age, she didn't refuse, so she casually took a string of bracelets and asked the maid behind her to pay.

Tang Zifu ran back with the copper coins, put the coins into Lao Qi's pocket with a happy face, and then ran out to continue soliciting business, becoming more and more skillful.

Yunling nodded with satisfaction. This little cousin was much better than her parents.

Shen Qixiang also took a few hand ropes and planned to sell them, but Yunling only asked her to guard the small stall. Lao Qi, a grown man, squatted aside to serve as a money bag and bodyguard. If he wanted to be a vendor, those young women were Sorry to ask.

Several people were busy, but Cao's pestle was there, like a tree with roots.

Yunling ignored her.

She said everything she needed to say. If Mrs. Cao didn't understand, she would go back and suffer the consequences. She kept her word and would never continue to spoil Tang Yuanzhi and his wife.

As the number of tourists increased and the sun grew brighter, as it approached noon, the surrounding teahouses, snack shops and restaurants became more and more lively, and Yunling and the others also sold half of their bracelets.

Ms. Cao, who was tired of standing, had already chosen a stone to sit on for an hour.

Seeing that the number of hand ropes was getting less and less, I finally couldn't help but stand up, took ten hand ropes from the stall, and started to sell them in the crowd.

She was lucky, and after being rejected five or six times, she finally sold a pair.

When she walked over to Lao Qi to put the money, she looked extremely arrogant, as if she had earned not just a few copper coins, but a lot of silver.

Yunling laughed secretly.

It's not that hopeless.

In the restaurant by the river, there is a window facing the bridge, and someone has been standing by the window for a long time.