Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Anan looked back at Shuyu. There were still traces of tears on Shuyu's face, and she was just sobbing.

Anan turned around and said to her, "We really can't delay this matter. I'll write you a note with Uncle Jue's personal seal. You can go to the accountant and pay the money first. The specific amount will be calculated based on the current grain price. Once the purchase is completed, we can settle the account. Is that ok?"

After hearing this, the steward nodded repeatedly and said, "Very good, Uncle Jue usually does the same."

Seeing that he agreed, Anan did not hesitate and wrote the note. Shuyu reacted and quickly took out her husband's private seal.

When the other people saw this, they put aside their worries, came forward and told each other their stories.

Seeing that Shuyu was still in a daze, Anan took charge and gave orders. Those who needed to write notes wrote notes, and those who needed to give cards gave cards to the right people. After everyone had left, Shuyu collapsed on the stone steps in front of the door. With red eyes, she said to Anan, "I always complain that he has no time to be with me. Now it seems that he doesn't really want to accompany me. He actually has so many things to do. And these people..."

Anan sat down beside her, patted her back, and said with a smile: "Aunt Yu, relax and don't think too much. The urgent matters have been dealt with. Mr. Nie also told you yesterday that although Uncle Jue's illness looks serious, it is actually not serious. You just need to rest well. When Uncle Jue wakes up, he will have plenty of time to accompany you."

Only Shuyu and Anan were left in the yard. No one knew when the man with the goatee sneaked away.

She was hugging Shuyu and talking when she heard rustling footsteps outside. Anan thought those people had come back and was unhappy. She frowned and looked up, only to see Jinyun rushing in with a nervous look and unsteady steps.

He had always been a gentle person since she met him. His sudden behavior scared Shuyu to death. She thought that her husband Wang Jue had an accident. Her emotions, which had just calmed down, rose again. She burst into tears, and became more and more sad as she cried. She almost fainted.

Anan hurriedly supported her. Jinyun Sixiao looked around, took a breath to calm his breath, and then said, "Xiao Shi told me that all the managers in the manor are making trouble here."

Xiao Shi was Jinyun's personal servant. Anan's overall impression of him was that he was pale and thin, constantly fiddling with pills in his hands, with a layer of fine, dense beads of sweat hanging on the tip of his nose, making him look like a tender pumpkin under the dew.

Xiaofu always liked to ask him about Jinyun, but nine times out of ten he would not respond, which made Xiaofu often complain that he was a blockhead. She never expected that he was so smart. Not only could he predict danger, but he also knew how to call for the most appropriate reinforcements.

During these days, Jinyun is the master of this farm.

"It's okay, thanks to Miss Nan." Shuyu held Anan's hand and looked at Jinyun with gratitude.

Jinyun looked at Anan, didn't ask any more questions, just smiled, took out a light green coarse cloth handkerchief, and silently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Shuyu also looked at her and liked her more and more.

Anan felt a little embarrassed by the two of them looking at him, so he cleared his throat and said, "I have been feeling unwell for the past few days. Thanks to Aunt Yu's care, I am much better today. I came here to thank you."

After hearing this, Shuyu shook her head repeatedly, tightly grasped Anan's hand, and suddenly turned to look at Jinyun, smiling and said, "Sir, I have something I want to discuss with you."