Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Chapter 422 Is it comfortable to wear?

The look was like two cold arrows, making the two of them feel uneasy. Zhao Cunliang unconsciously shrank his neck, and Tian Guilan also avoided looking at Xiuying, not daring to look her in the eye.

"I remember that the clothes you are wearing were bought with my husband's funeral money. Are they still comfortable to wear after all these years?" Xiuying looked at me coldly.

Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan's faces flushed red as they continued to argue, "I don't understand what you are saying."

Xiuying mercilessly reached out her hands and lifted up Tian Guilan's dress, which had been washed and discolored. "Sister-in-law, I remember clearly. When you made this dress, you said you were doing it for our family's reputation. You said that if I wore such nice clothes after my husband died, people would gossip about me. You are the eldest sister-in-law, and for such a big event, you should dress decently. You also swore that you would give me the dress after Yunlang's funeral. But what happened?"

As she spoke, Xiuying's fingers slowly brushed across Tian Guilan's collar. There seemed to be a hint of coldness on her fingertips, which frightened Tian Guilan so much that she took a step back and said in panic, "What are you doing? If you want this dress, I'll bring it to you later."

She thought to herself that since the dress was already worn out, it would not be a bad idea to change it back now, and it would also prevent her from being pestered by Xiuying.

Xiuying sneered and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? How can I accept your old clothes? I'm not that shabby."

After saying this, Xiuying turned around and gracefully stepped onto the carriage. She then instructed Wang Dali, "Da Li, go find Cuihua and talk to her about having these two men work to pay back the money for the clothes. Didn't I buy Zhou Dazhu's forest? Let them go and open up the wasteland and dig holes. I want to plant some more medicinal herbs."

Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan looked at each other in horror. When they thought about going to the mountains to open up wasteland, they felt as if their legs had been weakened by the bones and they could hardly stand.

"Yes, ma'am." Wang Dali responded respectfully. After Xiuying sat firmly in the car, he skillfully waved the whip and drove the car up the hill.

"Madam is back, Madam is back." Dongmei stood outside the yard excitedly, her eyes fixed on the distance. When she saw Wang Dali sitting outside the carriage, she shouted with joy.

When Xiuying's daughters heard Dongmei's call, they ran out happily.

"It's mother who's back."

"Big sister, look, mother bought a carriage with two horses."

"That horse is really handsome, with shiny fur."

"This carriage is so beautiful. The carvings on the carriage are so exquisite."

Wang Dali pulled the carriage to a stop, and as he pulled the reins, the horse neighed. Xiuying gently lifted the curtain and slowly and gracefully stepped out of the carriage. With a smile on her face, she asked, "How do you like this carriage?"

Little Six and Little Seven came over like two happy little rabbits, skipping and jumping, and shouted in unison: "I like it, I like it."

Little Laoqi tugged at Xiuying's clothes and said coquettishly, "I want to sit too, Mom, I want to sit."

Xiuying smiled and bent down to gently carry the two little chubby kids into the car. "Okay, you guys go for a stroll, but don't go too far. We'll be home for dinner later."

"Okay, Mom." The two little guys answered obediently.

Little Laoliu continued, "Mom, just let Uncle Dali accompany us."

Wang Dali smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Madam. I will take good care of the young lady and ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Xiuying turned around and looked at her older daughters expectantly: "Would you like to go for a stroll too?"

The older daughters, with a serious look on their faces, said, "Mom, we have something to tell you."

"Yes, mother, it is related to my uncle's family." Another daughter added.

When Xiuying heard this, her expression became serious and she said, "Okay, let's go to the main hall and talk."

The daughters followed Xiuying obediently.

When they arrived at the main hall, Wang Daya brought tea and exquisite snacks with swift movements, then bowed slightly with tact, stepped out, and gently closed the door.

Xiuying was really tired after traveling all the way. She picked up the teacup, took a sip of the fragrant tea, picked up a piece of dessert and started eating. Then she said, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Taohua opened her red lips and said softly, "Mother, today I was out on the street and accidentally saw Yaozu taking Dafu and Dagui to Aunt Wu's house. From the look of them, it seemed like they wanted to learn how to make sweet potato noodles from Aunt Wu."

Shi Liu frowned and said in confusion, "Mom, Aunt Wu actually kept them here. This is really strange. Didn't Aunt Wu always have a good relationship with you? Why did she agree to teach those people how to make sweet potato noodles? Is there something strange going on?"

Guihua blinked her eyes and speculated thoughtfully, "Mother, could it be that Tian Guilan and Zhao Cunliang threatened Aunt Wu, so Aunt Wu had no choice but to agree. In my opinion, those brothers are capable of doing anything immoral."

Xiuying ate her snacks and sipped her tea leisurely, her expression calm and she said slowly, "Don't worry, don't worry. Let's not jump to conclusions. Let's wait and see what happens. Isn't Cuihua the head of the Zhao family now? Maybe she weighed the pros and cons and asked them to learn."

Taohuamian said worriedly, "Mom, I feel sorry for Cuihua too. It's not easy for her to meet such a family. But I'm afraid it's not appropriate to hand over the recipe of sweet potato noodles to those people. If this gets out, our business might be affected in the future."

Shi Liu also echoed, "Yes, mother, why doesn't Cuihua let them come to our house to study?"

Xiuying swallowed the last piece of sweet potato, clapped her hands, and said calmly, "Don't worry, let's see what's going on first. Even if Cuihua asked them to come here to study, do you think they would be so embarrassed? They are used to being so arrogant, how could they bow their heads so easily?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Liu hurriedly explained, "Mom, that's not what we meant. We're worried that these people might have ulterior motives. After they learn how to make sweet potato flour, they might sell the recipe to make a quick buck. Then, our village won't be the only one making sweet potato flour. If that happens, our village won't have this unique advantage, and our business will be affected."

Xiuying gently wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, looking at her daughters tenderly. "I'm really happy you're thinking this way. You know, next year people in the nearby villages will be growing sweet potatoes. This is the general trend. By then, our village won't be the only one with sweet potatoes. And in my opinion, by the year after next, the area of sweet potato cultivation will be even wider, covering the entire county."