Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

"okay!"

Luo Pinzheng raised his hand to interrupt her before she continued to show off.

"In the past few years, every time the imperial court peeled off the pregnancy fruit, I would keep some for the prince. This time, I have prepared it two months in advance. You can send it back together with the money when the time comes."

Seeing that she didn't take herself seriously, Zhao Xin was a little displeased. She frowned and continued:

"There is one more thing the prince has asked you to do."

……

It was almost noon when Su Qinghe returned to the restaurant, and she was greeted by the Ji Yuan brothers again.

"Where's Xiaoxi?"

She opened her arms and let Ji Yuan take off her cloak. It was foggy and drizzling today, and her cloak was already soaked with moisture after her journey back.

The weather was getting colder. A charcoal fire had already been lit in the house. The red charcoal reflected a warm light in the house, forming a sharp contrast with the dark sky outside the window.

The warm temperature in the room and the slight crackling sound in the charcoal basin create a cozy picture.

Looking at the two obedient men beside her, Su Qinghe couldn't help squinting her eyes, raised her head, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, feeling very comfortable both physically and mentally.

As soon as he changed his outer robe, Ji Qingyu handed him a cup of hot tea.

"Brother Xiaoxi hasn't woken up yet. It's almost time for lunch. Should we go and call him?"

He held the tea, stared at the tip of Su Qinghe's shoes, and waited quietly for her to take it.

Hearing the man's originally clear and crisp voice suddenly turn into a coquettish tone, Su Qinghe couldn't help but shudder all over and got goose bumps all over.

She lowered her head slightly, first took the tea from his hand, then raised her hand and gave him a slap on the face.

"Speak properly!" she couldn't help but scold.

Ji Qingyu cried out in pain after being hit on the head, and his face, which had just been smiling secretly with his head down, instantly wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

He looked up at Su Qinghe with grievance and protested.

"Wasn't my voice just now unpleasant?"

He remembered that his close friends all talked to their favorite ladies in this way? And there was also a young lady of his mother, whom he called Third Uncle, who was the most favored of all the young ladies.

Su Qinghe frowned and looked at him, speechless.

"I don't feel comfortable listening to you, and aren't you tired of talking to me?"

She drank the tea in one gulp and handed it to Ji Yuan beside her, motioning him to pour another cup.

"The original voice is still better," she looked down at him.

"Oh!"

Hearing her say that she didn't like it, Ji Qingyu lowered his head in disappointment, feeling a little frustrated, because he had practiced this for the whole morning.

Seeing that he seemed to be hit, Su Qinghe smiled helplessly, and while walking towards Ji Yuan, she turned her arm and patted him on the butt.

"Okay, stop standing there like an idiot. Go and call your brother Xiaoxi to get up and eat. The weather is cold and the food will get cold if the wind blows."

After a few months, his butt was attacked again. Ji Qingyu's body stiffened and his face turned slightly red. The loss he just felt was instantly thrown away.

"understood……"

Afraid of being beaten again for being slow to react, he muttered a low word and rushed out hastily with his fists clenched.

"Is Yuge'er sad?"

Ji Yuan, who had just finished pouring the tea, turned around and saw Ji Qingyu's back, who seemed a little flustered.

He turned and looked at Su Qinghe worriedly.

Yu Ge'er finally got his wife's attention, but he didn't expect that he had been fiddling around in the room for the whole morning, practicing this, and received such an evaluation from his wife.

"Don't worry, he's very thick-skinned!"

Su Qinghe took the teacup, pulled him to sit down, and looked at him inquiringly.

"Why hasn't Ayuan spoken well of Yu Ge'er recently?"

She and Ji Qingyu had quarreled a lot in the past month or two. In the past, Ji Yuan would always scold Ji Qingyu and then come to persuade her, but in the past month, he was rarely seen speaking.

Not only do they not help, sometimes they even add insult to injury.

"Because it's no longer needed!" Ji Yuan smiled gently.

"Before, Yu Ge'er didn't take his wife to heart. Although she was tolerant, I was afraid that he would really make you angry one day, so I often advised him."

"But it's different now. Now that Yu Ge'er has realized how good my wife is, he will pay extra attention to her. Even if you scold him, he won't confront you like before, so there's no need for me to persuade him anymore."

Ji Yuan stood up and slowly moved behind Su Qinghe, raised his hands and massaged her shoulders.

"Brother Yu is indeed stupid and has never been able to study hard."

"Since he is now concerned about my wife, I naturally cannot protect him anymore. This can motivate him to make more progress. If he learns more now, he will be able to serve my wife better in the future and cause her less trouble."

After Ji Yuan finished speaking, he received a strange look from Su Qinghe.

"What, what's wrong, my wife? Did I say something wrong?"

Ji Yuan paused, thinking that he had said something that made her unhappy.

"No."

Su Qinghe smiled and pulled the person into her arms from behind.

"I'm just surprised that you can think so clearly."

Through these few months of getting along, Ji Yuan always left her with the impression of a gentle and polite, weak and inferior rich man who relied on her for everything.

But I didn't expect him to be so meticulous.

"Have I always been an unreasonable person in my wife's heart?"

Ji Yuan put his arms around Su Qinghe's neck, looking a little lost.

"How could that be?" Su Qinghe was a little embarrassed.

……

In a blink of an eye, it is only half a month away from the end of the year. After a month of buffer, Su Qinghe's restaurant has helped her earn a considerable sum of money.

With her wallet full of money, Su Qinghe went to the pawnshop and bought a group of servants, both men and women. She arranged for them all to live in the newly bought mansion.

The house had been uninhabited for a long time. Even though Qin Anmin arranged for people to clean it up every year, it was still overgrown with weeds and covered in dust.

Su Qinghe's family could not take care of such a big mansion. If those people moved in, she could just arrange for them to clean it. It would be no problem for her to move in within half a month, so she could spend the New Year in the new house.

After thinking about it, she picked two smart-looking young men, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, before leaving.

Considering that Ji Yuan and Lin Xi would need someone to take care of them when they got pregnant, and she was alone and couldn't handle it all, and she couldn't stay with them all the time, it would be best to give them a personal servant at this time.

After paying the money, Su Qinghe put a large stack of deeds into his arms, took a group of people to the corner of the street, rented a few ox carts and went to the mansion.

She picked out a man who looked capable from among a group of people to be the manager temporarily. After giving instructions on all matters, she returned to the restaurant.

She did not bring along the two servants who were specially chosen to serve her, and after returning she only mentioned it to Ji Yuan and Lin Xi.

Ji Yuan didn't react much. After all, he had been used to being served since he was a child. But Lin Xi was a little resistant.