Reborn as the Blissful Wife in the countryside-Chapter 169 Leaving Hanging

Gu Jinli’s house was busy weighing tofu for Liang Zhuzi, He Dacang and others, so they had no time to attend to the couple.

Mo Chunyue, being smart, saw that Gu Jinli’s house was busy and did not enter. Instead, she stood outside the courtyard gate waiting.

He San Lai understood her intention, holding a basket and peering into the courtyard where boxes of tofu were lined up. He nudged Mo Chunyue with his elbow, "All these wooden boxes are filled with tofu, right? Wow, so much tofu, wonder how much money they make in a day."

While speaking, he saw Gu Dashan move a wooden box from the hall, which upon opening, released a burst of fragrance.

"Wife, look, that box surely contains spices," He San Lai called out.

Mo Chunyue pulled him back, looked at him displeased and whispered, "Behave properly, don’t peek around like that. We are here to visit, not to steal."

Mo Chunyue was somewhat angry; He San Lai’s rascal habits were strong, and he always acted sneakily.

"Hehe, don’t be mad, wife. I won’t look anymore; I’ll stand properly here," He San Lai said, standing straight with his lean frame and his head up, but his poverty from childhood meant he lacked good nutrition which resulted in a prominent chest, making it look even more prominent as he straightened his back.

Seeing that he obeyed made Mo Chunyue’s expression soften somewhat.

The two of them stood by the courtyard gate, and although people inside the courtyard knew about their presence, no one paid them any attention and continued with their assigned tasks.

"Liang Brother, here are today’s white tofu, six hundred jin, and six jin of spices. Come, have a look, try the tofu and the spices. If everything’s fine after a quarter of an hour, you can leave," said Gu Dashan pointing to the piles of wooden boxes and a bag of spices.

"Coming." Liang Zhuzi and his group from Lianghe Village were well acquainted with this process; they tasted the tofu from box to box, dipping white tofu into the spices to try them as well.

After finishing, they waited in the Gu’s courtyard for the time to pass.

As He Dacang and his group had their tofu and spices weighed and were in the middle of tasting them, they squatted on the ground waiting.

He San Lai frowned watching this, asking Mo Chunyue: "What are they doing? Have they gone foolish? Why don’t they leave after weighing the tofu?"

Mo Chunyue pulled him back again: "Don’t be nosy, just stand still and wait."

Indeed, she was also curious inside. How did the Gu family make this so complicated? Isn’t it just weigh the goods, pay the money, and leave? Why do they have to taste it and then wait a quarter of an hour? What kind of rule is this?

Mo Chunyue was puzzled.

A quarter of an hour later, Liang Zhuzi and his group got up and told Gu Dashan, "Brother Gu, today’s tofu and spices are fine."

Then, turning to Gu Jin’an holding the registration form, "Good Brother An, we’ll put our fingerprints."

Gu Jin’an chuckled and handed over the registration form. Before they pressed their fingers down, he habitually said, "Uncle Liang, once you press the fingerprint, any issues with the tofu or spices become your responsibility."

Liang Zhuzi nodded and smiled, "Eh, I know, I know."

Saying so, he pressed on the inkpad and then left his fingerprint on the registration form.

Soon, it was also time for He Dacang and his group to do the same thing as Liang Zhuzi’s group.

Mo Chunyue finally understood that the Gu family letting people who came for tofu and spices to taste them was meant to avoid future issues.

The popular sale of tofu and spices attracted jealousy and envy, and it was inevitable that someone might try to tamper with the tofu and spices, using despicable means to harm the Gu family causing them financial and familial ruin.

But with the Gu family’s prudent approach, they secured their household. Even if something goes wrong with the tofu or spices, the problem would lie with those like Liang Zhuzi.

Mo Chunyue was shocked; such a clever family, no wonder the Gu Family could become prosperous.

"Third Uncle Gu, Brother Gu, Miss Xiao Yu, we’re leaving." Liang Zhuzi and the others left the Gu Family’s place with a smile on their face, carrying their loads.

He Dacang and He Wanli laughed even more, barely able to see their eyes, as today they got four hundred jin of white tofu, a whole hundred jin more than initially, the more tofu they got, the more money they earned.

However, as they were leaving, seeing He Sanlai standing by the gate, He Dacang’s expression darkened and he warned sternly, "Don’t mess around, if you dare to do anything bad to the Gu Family, my father won’t let you off."

The Gu Family was about to open a workshop, and once it started, the He Family People could work there, earning money by working for the Gu Family and selling tofu and seasoning spices.

But if He Sanlai offended the Gu Family at this time, it would cut off all the livelihoods of the He Family People.

He Sanlai shouted, "What bad things could I possibly do to the Gu Family? We’re here to visit."

Gu Jinli is so fierce, would he dare to trouble the Gu family? Gu Jinli would literally flay him alive.

Mo Chunyue reassured, "Rest assured, we are here to work for the Gu family, not to cause trouble."

He Dacang, having heard from Mrs. He Liu that Mo Chunyue was diligent and sensible, felt more at ease after hearing Mo Chunyue’s words, and left with He Wanli and others.

Once they were gone, Mo Chunyue knocked on the gate of the Gu Family and called into the yard, "Third Grandpa Gu, Uncle Gu, Sister Xiao Yu, can we come in?"

Gu Jinli and Gu Jin’an were calculating the account of selling white tofu and spices sold this morning. Hearing Mo Chunyue, they merely looked up briefly then continued to do the calculations.

Mo Chunyue’s face felt hot, but since they were asking for help, she had to shamelessly plead and looked at Third Grandpa Gu and Gu Dashan.

Gu Dashan, not wanting to trouble Xiao Yu, ignored Mo Chunyue and turned to head to the kitchen to prepare the vinegar water needed for the tofu.

Third Grandpa Gu hesitated for a moment then said to them, "Come in."

Mo Chunyue and He Sanlai, upon hearing this, happily entered the yard.

"Third Grandpa Gu, Sister Xiao Yu, we were just married yesterday, and we’ve brought some sweets to your family," Mo Chunyue took the basket from He Sanlai’s hand and handed it to Third Grandpa Gu.

In the basket was a big bai cai, which took up most of the basket space, topped with a packet of caramel candies and two eggs.

The gift was quite modest, even somewhat meager.

Knowing Mo Chunyue’s difficulties, Third Grandpa Gu didn’t say anything, but smiled and accepted it, pointing to the stools in the yard, "Have a seat. Haven’t had breakfast yet, have you? Wife, we have guests, bring over two bowls of soy milk and bean dregs cake."

Despite not liking He Sanlai, Third Grandma Gu felt pity for Mo Chunyue, so she brought over two bowls of soy milk and a bowl of bean dregs cake on a wooden tray, placing it on a stool, "Eat."

Seeing the oily and fragrant bean dregs cake, He Sanlai’s mouth watered and he reached out to grab it, but was glared at by Mo Chunyue and hurriedly pulled his hand back.

Mo Chunyue stood up and said to Third Grandma Gu, "Thank you so much, Third Grandma Gu."

Third Grandma Gu waved her hand, then turned to Gu Jin’an and asked, "Good Brother An, have you finished the accounts? If not, finish them in the afternoon. It’s almost time for school, hurry up and have breakfast, or you’ll be late."

"I’ve finished them," Gu Jin’an took the account books and records back to the house to store them properly, then went to wash his hands with Gu Jinli to eat breakfast.

Gu Jinli and his family ate joyfully in the main hall, while Third Grandpa Gu and He Sanlai’s couple ate in the yard. Mo Chunyue ate with unease.

She clearly understood that Gu Jinli was deliberately giving them the cold shoulder.