Looking at Xu Ling’er, who was clearly a little frightened in front of him, Meng Cheng, who was standing beside Song Wangyue, deepened his eyes a little.
Xu Ling’er also saw him and was clearly more panicked, her face turning a little white.
The moment she saw Xu Ling’er, Song Wangyue guessed that she might be doing something here and smiled back, “I came yesterday, I haven’t seen her for a few months, Miss Ling’er has become more and more beautiful.”
“Which, where.”
Xu Ling’er twisted her handkerchief uneasily, after the family came to Jinling, Meng Yang did not take into account the past, and wanted to arrange for them to go to the shop in the city, but Li An insisted not to go, he only knew how to repair drains, not sell goods at all, and he was also stupid, not that material.
When Meng Yang saw his refusal, he gave them the opportunity to come to the farm and let him and Huo take care of the farm’s affairs, knowing that Xu Ling’er could read and write, he let her come to the workshop and work as a housekeeper.
Seeing her uneasiness, Song Wan Yue was puzzled in her heart and said on her lips, “I was going to wait a while to ask Miss Ling’er about her situation, but it seems there is no need to ask, and once I see that you are staying here well, I am relieved.”
“And, thanks to you, if it wasn’t for you, our family wouldn’t have a peaceful life now.”
Peaceful, even more so than when they were at the Xu residence. When she was at the Xu residence, although she had no worries about food and clothing, she was worried about getting married, and she thought every day about how to find herself a good husband, but now here, she didn’t have to think about anything, she just needed to take care of things in the workshop every day.
“Where is Uncle Li, is he here too?”
“Yes, he should be in the field at this hour, wait, I’ll go and get my father to come back.”
“There’s no hurry, I’ll see the workshop first, and then I’ll go see Uncle Li later.”
Xu Ling’er was busy moving her body out of the way.
Meng Jiao took Song Wan Yue’s arm and went in, Meng Cheng was a step behind, pausing slightly as he passed her, Xu Ling’er ducked her head and dared not look at him.
Meng Cheng’s eyes narrowed slightly as he followed him into the workshop.
Only when the sound of footsteps could no longer be heard did Xu Ling’er let out a sigh of relief, biting her lip in thought, she did not follow him in, but turned around to find her father.
The workshop was busy, the women boiling the herbal tea, the men carrying the jars to the cellar, everything was in order, not the least bit chaotic.
“Very good.”
Song Wangyue praised.
Meng Jiao proudly raised her small chin, “Naturally, I manage these two workshops, I can’t let a few brothers compare me to them.”
“No one is better than you.”
Meng Cheng smiled as he answered, this cousin of his did have a talent in business, not at all inferior to her grandfather.
“That’s right!”
If there was a tail, Meng Jiao would be sticking up in the air.
Meng Cheng lost his smile and shook his head.
The two workshops were just finished when Li An arrived with Xu Ling’er, mud still on his trouser legs, so he had just come from the fields.
He was delighted to see Song Wangyue and quickly walked up to her, “Miss Song.”
“Uncle Li.”
Song Wan Yue smiled and called out, “Is your leg alright?”
“It’s fine, it’s fine, thanks to you Miss Song, I don’t even know how to thank you.”
“It’s good that your leg is okay, you are now ……”
“Master Meng asked me to build an aqueduct over here, it’s halfway there, would Miss Song like to go and have a look?”
Li An’s eyebrows were filled with a comforting smile, being here was very different from being at the Ministry of Works, when he was at the Ministry of Works he was ostracised and any good suggestions were vetoed, here it was different, Master Meng had all the people building the aqueduct listen to him, no one was tripping him up, let alone stopping him, and he did his best, it was very comforting.
Song Wan Yue naturally saw this and was genuinely happy for him, “I don’t know anything about building aqueducts either, so I won’t go there. If you have time, go to the city to see him.”
“Good, I’ll go over to see his old man tomorrow.”
Xu Ling’er stood beside Li An and listened to the two talk.
Meng Cheng’s gaze fell on her once again, seeing that she still had her head down and pursed her lips.
When they came out of the manor and got into the carriage, Meng Jiao was full of praise for Li An and Xu Ling’er, “When I first came here, I thought Xu Ling’er was a delicate young lady who couldn’t do anything, and thought how you could introduce such a person to me, but I didn’t expect her to not only be literate, but also have a knack for handling things, and while I was away, she took care of the workshop very well.”
“I don’t know how many ways grandfather thought of, but he came to the field and drew up a plan for an aqueduct, and when grandfather read it, he applauded it. I couldn’t help but look at it.
I couldn’t bear to see it, so I suggested he come to Jiangnan after he resigned to avoid those people. ”
“No wonder.”
Meng Jiao bashfully patted Song Wan Yue’s shoulder, “Yue’er, you are truly a blessing to our family.”
“Cousin said so, naturally I can’t bury such a reputation, I still have a business in my hands and have been unable to find a good opportunity to work with someone, is cousin interested in joining me.”
“Sure.”
At the mention of business, Meng Jiao’s eyes glowed, “Tell me quickly, what business is it?”
“Keep it a secret for now, cousin take me back to the city to buy some things first.”
Meng Jiao couldn’t wait to urge the coachman to go faster.
Meng Cheng had also heard Song Wangyue’s words and was curious about what the business was, so he followed them all the way back to the city and accompanied them to do some more shopping.
Meng Cheng and Meng Jiao’s curiosity was at its peak, but Song Wangyue did not tell them, so they were like cats scratching their hearts.
When they returned home, Song Wangyue had them sent to her courtyard and asked Meng Jiao, “Is there anyone in the house who knows how to make moulds?”
“Yes, you need a few, I’ll have someone find them.”
“How many do you need?”
Meng Jiao ordered down and turned to follow Song Wangyue into the house, Meng Cheng couldn’t help the curiosity in his heart and followed him in.
Song Wangyue let him help with the grinding, laid out paper and drew several strange diagrams out, in each mould were various strange little grids, with different flower patterns at the bottom of the grids.
Meng Jiao couldn’t hold back any longer, just as Song Wangyue put down her brush, she went up and took her arm, shaking and pouting, “Good sister, tell me what you want to do, I’m dying of curiosity.”