There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Yang Songlan only felt a slightly thin hand lying in her palm, and her fingertips were still exerting slight pressure, as if she was treating herself as the backbone.

Yes, she is my daughter's mother, the only one she can trust wholeheartedly.

With Yang Songlan thinking like this, she finally walked to Yang Mansion with Song Rutang, passed through several courtyard gates, and entered her small courtyard.

As expected, Song Yanting hasn't gone home yet.

Yang Songlan put the vegetables she bought on the stone table aside and moved a small bench to sit next to the water tank in the yard.

There are not many servants in the Yang family, except for a group of domestic servants who sweep the house, and no servants to serve. Except for the servants who need help in running errands when they meet guests, they have to do everything themselves.

So naturally I have to make dinner myself.

Yang Songlan came back early today. She didn't let Song Rutang cook. She sat by the well in the yard and chose the dishes. She also called Song Rutang over:

"Come and talk to mother."

Song Rutang nodded, went to the woodshed to get a basin, sat down next to Yang Songlan, and helped along.

While Yang Songlan peeled off the layers of cabbage and put it in a basin, she asked Song Rutang:

"Do you want us to find a new home together then?"

"New home?"

Song Rutang didn't react for a moment. She peeled the cabbage with her hands and tore off the rotten leaves on the top of a piece of cabbage along with the fresh cabbage on one side.

Yang Songlan nodded, took the cabbage in Song Rutang's hand, tore off the rotten leaves, threw the rest into the basin, and whispered:
"In the past, your father didn't want us to come to the Yang Mansion to join your grandmother's family. Now that your father is back, it's not good for us to live here anymore. It's easy to make people gossip.

Your father and I were discussing last night, how about we go around to see if there is a suitable courtyard, and we buy a courtyard and live there by ourselves. It is better to squeeze in here. "

Yang Songlan naturally knew that the reason Song Rutang suddenly refused to come back last night must not be for business reasons, but because he was afraid of causing trouble to the Yang family because of the marriage proposal.

Her own daughter knows very well that her daughter has always been unwilling to cause trouble to others. She has been like this since she was a child. If she doesn't find a place to start her own business, she may have to live in a restaurant until this matter ends.

It was freezing cold in the restaurant and there were no braziers or stoves. She felt very distressed for her daughter after staying there for one night. What if the time had been longer?

God knows how she spent last night. Even though she asked someone to guard outside the restaurant, she still didn't have a good night's sleep.

Before dawn in the morning, I told Song Yanting, who was also worried, that I had to find a place to live in a yard!Even if it's not for the sake of my daughter, I still have to think about whether my brothers and sisters-in-law are happy or not.

When her mother was still alive, she could shyly stay with her daughter for a few more days. But now that her mother is gone and her husband-in-law is back, if she continues to live there, she may not wait for her brother and sister-in-law to speak. Everyone will feel ashamed.

During these days, her dyeing shop also made some money, plus the military honors and monthly money rewarded by her husband, it was enough for them to buy a courtyard with two entrances and two exits.

Song Rutang knew what Yang Songlan was thinking, and was slightly moved. She nodded and said politely:

"It's good that you and dad like it. My daughter still has some money left here. If the silver is not enough..."

"Of course it's enough. Why do you need to pay for it? Just worry about your shop and the village."

Yang Songlan interrupted Song Rutang before she finished speaking, put the cabbage into a basin and poured water to wash it.

Song Rutang knew Yang Songlan's cooking skills. When she saw that Yang Songlan was about to wash vegetables, she hurried to the woodshed to start a pot and light a fire.

When the hot pot was on fire, Yang Songlan came in with a basket, and Song Rutang made a pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli.

They heated up some steamed buns in the steamer, and Yang Songlan and Song Rutang had a simple meal.But after dinner, Song Yanting hadn't come back yet.

Yang Songlan and Song Rutang lit oil lamps and studied books under them for a long time. They waited for a long time before Song Yanting came back.

Song Rutang yawned.

"I'm afraid your father will come back late today and you will have to get up early tomorrow. Go back and rest soon."

Yang Songlan felt a little uneasy, but she didn't tell Song Rutang. Seeing that Song Rutang was very sleepy, she hurriedly called her to rest.

Song Rutang nodded in agreement and turned back to his bedroom.

The next day, Song Rutang went to the restaurant. The business that day was slightly bleaker than yesterday, but there were still people coming to eat.

Song Rutang put aside all matters and only briefly went to the kitchen to check the ingredients, and then prepared new seasonings for Sun Shunzi.

She never taught Sun Shunzi how to make chili powder. Sun Shunzi was very upset about what happened last time, so he naturally didn't bother to find out how to make it. He just made two dishes calmly.

After looking at the restaurant, everything was fine, and the ledger was as clear as ever. Song Rutang stepped out.

I just didn't expect that as soon as I walked out of the door, I saw someone standing on the side of the door, looking into the shop.

Song Rutang had some bad premonitions in her heart.

Sure enough, as soon as he came over, he saw the man walking straight towards him and stopped only one step away from him.

Song Rutang became increasingly uneasy, took a few steps back, and turned around to leave.

But he didn't expect that person to run a few steps and directly block his way.

"Where are you going, Miss Song?"

Lin Jinsheng waved his fan and stretched out his hands to wrap around Song Rutang's body, trying to press her against the wall.

Song Rutang frowned.

He touched himself in broad daylight. Was he planning to use this behavior to force him to submit?

He suddenly lowered his waist and got out from under Lin Jinsheng's arm. He wanted to grab Lin Jinsheng's arm and teach him a lesson, but he didn't want Lin Jinsheng to look thin, but he was really very strong.

Song Rutang moved several times, but was unable to restrain Lin Jinsheng with his backhand.

With his eyebrows furrowed, Song Rutang didn't intend to fight this man. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Jinsheng stopped him.

"Ms. Song is so comforting, which really makes my heart happy. I wonder if Miss Song can go to the lake with me for a chat?"

"Of course I'm not free."

Song Rutang's face turned cold immediately.

Although this man looked very sincere in his invitation, he didn't even bother to hide the cunning in his eyes. She knew very well what was going on in his heart.

It's nothing more than some drama about a hero rescuing a beauty, such as deliberately pushing her into the water and then fishing her out so that everyone can see her wet body being hugged. By then, she will have to get married even if she doesn't want to. (End of chapter)