Since Su Dalin's death, Yang Cuiliu's mother and daughter were driven out by the Su family, and the whole village despised and disliked them, and the three thatched houses were built with the help of the village chief.

In this life, Yang Cuiliu thought that the three of them had lived like this, since the man girl got better, life has been getting better day by day, the man girl is the most assertive, there are many good ideas, and their family has followed suit.

Although she was also curious about how the girl could have so many ideas to make money after she got better, the birthmark on her body would not deceive, she was her own daughter, so Yang Cuiliu chose to believe it unconditionally.

But Yang Cuiliu never thought that they would have their own big mansion and their new house.

Even if the yard is not new, for people like Yang Cuiliu who only live in thatched houses, even in the old yard is new.

It's new, it's new, it's so new that she can't imagine it, it's so new that it feels like she's dreaming.

"Mother, in the future, our family of three will live here, so it will be more convenient to sell vegetables and do business." Suman spoke.

"Okay, listen to the girl." Yang Cuiliu held her daughter in her arms again, and tears fell.

It's happy, joyful, and moving.

"Mother, let's go into the house." Su Man pulled Yang Cuiliu into the house and took out all the newly made clothes in the cabinet.

"Wow, these clothes are so beautiful, sister, are they for me and my mother?" Susan asked happily.

"Of course it is, my sister is the most beautiful, and it must be a little public act to wear it." Suman handed over the clothes.

"Sister, what does Xiao Gongju mean?" Susan asked, blinking wide-eyed.

Su Man thought for a while: "It's just a very beautiful and noble princess, didn't my sister tell you the story of Snow White, it's Snow White in it." "Book House

"But I have a good mother, not a vicious stepmother, and a sister who loves me the most." Susan was delighted.

Su Man touched his sister's head: "Go and change your clothes." ”

"Okay."

Yang Cuiliu looked at those new clothes, all of which were styles she had never seen, and she was even more excited: "The girl doesn't need these, you have made a lot of new clothes for her mother before and haven't worn them yet." ”

"Mother, just keep these things to wear, and you have to have decent clothes when you go out in the future." Suman comforted.

When Yang Cuiliu saw her daughter say this, she was no longer entangled, and looked at the beautiful furniture in the house, the new quilts and clothes inside, and she was even more moved.

"Girl Man, tell your mother the truth, this yard was really bought by you, it won't be the wind ---- last time," Yang Cuiliu worried.

"Mother, this yard and the wasteland next to it were all bought by me with the money I earned."

"Then where did you get so much money, this yard has a lot of money, right?" Yang Cuiliu asked.

"Mother, I went to the mountains to pick herbs before, and it was not worth much just to sell herbs, but I ground those herbs into prescriptions, and they were worth it, and now I supply herbs to the pharmacy of Feng Shao's family, so it is very profitable." Suman explained.

Yang Cuiliu can rest assured, as long as the girl earns it herself.

"Mother, this is just the beginning of our journey, in the future, we will go to the county seat, to the county, to Kyoto, we have to make more money, so you just wait to eat and drink spicy food.

Mother, you have to remember, we don't steal or rob, we make money with our own skills, no one owes anything, we are doing what we do, and the future will be better. Suman reassured.

Yang Cuiliu was stupid when she heard it, she was a village woman who guarded the pot table of her two daughters all day long, and she never thought about this.