A scumbag husband dotes on his concubine excessively?After the divorce, I became the most beautiful

Chapter 7 Ride home together
Even though she didn't read much, she knew the eldest lady's selfish intentions. How could the young lady agree that these hundreds of taels were wasted?
"Donate, I have to donate, but on that day, I don't know in whose name it will be donated!"

"Yin Xin, starting from today, all money spent in our hospital must be recorded. No matter who comes to ask for it, even if it is a golden bean or a gold leaf, you must record it for me."

This account book records every penny that she has spent in her hand, so that she will not be shortchanged when she quarrels with others in the future. The account book is the proof. She will have to get it back if she turns against her in the future!

"But I can't write."

"If you can't write, just draw. You can't miss anything, do you hear me?"

Yin Xin went up and touched the account book and carefully put it into his small side drawer.

Jiang Wanhe touched Yin Xin's little head and said, "Be good, I'll teach you how to write when I'm free in the future!"

Yin Xin laughed out loud and nodded, "Thank you, Miss!"

At first, Jiang Wanhe had to go home after finishing the pawn, but she didn't expect Yin Xin to bring the money back to the courtyard before dinner, and said that the housekeeper had brought her to find the buyer, as fast as a tornado.

Jiang Wanhe counted the silver notes and sold tea for 230 taels of silver, jewelry for 18 taels of silver, and clothing materials for 27 taels of silver, for a total of 270 and a half taels of silver.

These 270 fifty taels are nothing to the Jiang family, but they are of great use to Jiang Wanhe!

My father disliked worshiping gods and Buddhas the most. He said that donating incense would be better than doing some industry, and building a tent to serve porridge would be better than donating incense to the temple. As a result, the Jiang family had never been to the Wuyou Mansion.

It is easier for merchants who enter Wu'you'fu to establish prestige.

If she wants to squeeze into the ranks of imperial merchants, this is also a good way, so she wants the Jiang family to squeeze into the Five Excellent Houses, and it is bound to win.

夜晚
Just as Mrs. Fu was guessing when her daughter-in-law would come to her mother's house to deliver silver, Lady Chan said outside, "Madam, the eldest lady has already come this way."

Mrs. Fu leaned back on the couch and closed her eyes, pretending to eat.

It would be ridiculous for others to know that she is thinking about her daughter-in-law's little money with her eyes wide open.

Jiang Wanhe knew that if he didn't strike while the iron was hot and send the money over, Mrs. Fu would be unable to sleep all night, so he could only resign himself and make this trip at night.

In order to worry about her mistress's face, she couldn't bring Yin Xin there in a big way, and even had to wait until everyone was asleep before taking action.

She tried her best to make it look like she was willing and took the initiative to send the money to the mistress.

"Da da!"

Just as she was thinking this, a helmeted and robed soldier appeared behind her. The curtain on his head was covered with snow particles. As he passed her, the scabbard of his sword accidentally touched her dress.

"clear?"

She felt that this person looked familiar and asked tentatively.

The man stopped and turned around. When he saw her, he knelt down and saluted, "I've seen the lady clearly!"

Minglang is under the command of the cousin whom she rarely sees. When she entered the Shangshu Mansion, Minglang led the way when she was more likely to get lost. Now he has handsome features and is no longer a shy little brother.

"Is it because of my cousin that you came here today?"

Jiang Wanhe remembered his cousin.

My cousin's parents were killed in the war at an early age, and the family was separated. He was only fifteen when he moved out of the palace. He was just a playful age, but he never idled around. Instead, he worked hard to gain fame and is now the famous city patrol envoy. .

Ten years have passed, and I think my cousin is no longer a loner and withdrawn.

"Madam, it is clear that I have come here to deliver a message to my master. My master was attacked and stabbed in Xiangnan County. The Holy Lord said that my master has a great reputation and ordered me to return to the capital to recuperate in the near future."

"His cousin was injured?"

Ming Lang nodded, stood up from the ground, said what needed to be said, bowed to the eldest lady, and then went to the mother's courtyard.

My cousin is going back to Beijing to recover from his injuries.
Jiang Wanhe touched his head. His cousin was already 25, and there were so many things to worry about around him. He would never remember her, and it wouldn't matter if she came back!At worst, she will just avoid him from now on, and he won't be able to see her, so how can he remember that!

After returning from the mother's house, Jiang Wanhe secretly cursed himself for hitting the muzzle so well, why did he have to send money tonight!
When she was sending the money, she heard her mistress mention that after Mother Wu left, there were not enough people in the house to handle things, so she left her to mention her cousin's return to Yuanli.

It was said that her cousin would be returning home soon, but Jiedu Mansion had been uninhabited for a long time, so she was asked to find time to help clean up after returning home, so that her nephew could stay and rest when he returned to the city.

Not only that, he also asked her to buy some maids of suitable age and send them to his house. After all the talk, she was not allowed to refute a single word.

Finally, he pressed her head and let her take on this chore.

The sixth day was the day when Jiang Wanhe and Gong Hean returned home.

Early in the morning, Chan Niang and Butler Ke were busy helping the young master who was unable to leave home. They also carefully selected the homecoming gifts, attaching great importance to the day when their eldest wife returned home.

The journey between Shangshu Mansion and Jiang Mansion was about ten miles away, and it took half a day for the carriage to travel. It was almost noon when the group of people arrived outside Jiang Mansion with their equipment neatly prepared.

The largest carriage in the Shangshu Mansion was used by the owner of the house. The carriage they took back home this time was small, but the two people inside were like Chu and Han, and no one could hitch a ride on the other.

Gong Hean couldn't get used to the smell of incense and coughed several times uncomfortably, but the person opposite was still looking out the window.

After not seeing him for three days, he still doesn’t take him seriously!
"Ahem. Nanxing, how long until we arrive?"

"Just turn in front, Master."

Nan Xing's voice sounded outside the carriage, and as soon as the sound left the sound, a hand suddenly spread out in front of Jiang Wanhe.

Jiang Wanhe looked over and saw that it was Gong Hean.

"What are you looking at? Catch it!"

"When you come back today, I'm warning you, don't embarrass me, it's you"

"Did you beg for nothing to marry me?"

Gong Hean choked up, this was indeed what he wanted to say.

Jiang Wanhe looked at the rough palms formed by holding guns all the time and fell into deep thought.

Once upon a time, what she loved was Gong He'an, who stood in black clothes and shone brightly in the crowd all day long, but now if you look closely, you can see that he is proud and arrogant, focused on gains and losses, and extremely emotional.

She didn't like any of them.

It wouldn't change anything if she held those hands.

"If you hate incense, why do you want to make do with it? Why do you want to touch people you don't like?"

Jiang Wanhe had no intention of holding that hand.

"Who said."

Gong Hean doesn't hate incense, but she thinks it's normal for men to smell a little bit sweaty, and it makes them look effeminate if they are stained with such things.

"Master, Jiang Mansion has arrived."

Hearing Nan Xing's voice, Jiang Wanhe directly retracted his legs, making room for him to get out of the car, and signaled Gong He'an to go first, the kind who didn't give him any good looks.

"It's snowy in winter and the road is slippery. If you fall and get hurt, you deserve it. Don't think I'll feel sorry for you!"

In the past, when she wanted to touch him, he would dodge away. Today, he took the initiative to hold her hand, but she didn't want it again!
The more Gong Hean thought about it, the more depressed he became. He opened the curtain with a cold face and stepped out of the carriage first.

The moment he saw his father-in-law, the unhappiness on his face quickly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye he was filled with awe.

(End of this chapter)