Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

"Well, okay, then I'll give you this face. Remember to pick a few chicks for me. Okay, brothers, let's go back to our homes. We're tired."

Xu Jiahao's mouth smelled of alcohol. He yawned and was about to go back to sleep.

Wanhua Building is the property of the Meng family, and the Meng family is the richest merchant in Jiangnan County. They pay a large amount of taxes every year, and secretly pay a lot of money to his father.

Xu Jiahao will naturally give him face.

Otherwise, where would he get the money to eat, drink and have fun?

It’s not all about the Meng family.

The highest-ranking people all left, and the few remaining followers naturally followed.

Meng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, luckily he stopped him.

If this girl really hits the magistrate's son with a stone on his head, her life may be in danger.

"In the future, you two sisters should not come to such small alleys at night, and you should take the main roads instead of small roads. If you go out for a night out, remember to bring your own slaves with you to be safer."

After Meng Yu finished speaking, he left without waiting for her to reply.

The alley was dark, and he thought Yan Xia and Lamei were biological sisters.

"Mom, let's go back quickly."

Lamei was a little frightened. Yan Xia looked back at the boy and took her daughter back to the inn.

The two got up early the next morning, had a simple breakfast at the inn, and then went to seek knowledge from Deng.

The address he left was that of a friend's house, and he said that if something happened to the land, he could go find him.

Yan Xia came to a house according to the address.

"Boom boom boom——"

She picked up the knocker and knocked.

Soon, an old slave opened the door.

"Who are you?"

"Excuse me, I am a good friend of Deng Qiuzhi. When he left Shuangqiao Town, he left me the address of your master's house. Could you please ask your master's house so that he can tell me Brother Deng's current address? I'll find him There’s something important.”

Yan Xia handed him the paper with the address written on it, with Brother Deng's handwriting on it.

If he was a good friend, he would definitely recognize him.

"Okay, then please wait outside the door while I go find the master."

"Yeah, I should."

The door closed, and Yan Xia and her daughter stood at the door, waiting for less than twenty minutes.

The door opened again.

"My master asked you to come in and have a sip of hot tea. If you're busy, you can take the address and go look for the person first."

After saying that, he handed over two pieces of paper, one was given to him by Yan Xia and the other was new.

There was an address written on it, which should be Deng Qiuzhi's new home. The ink on the paper was not completely dry yet.

"You're welcome. Thank you sir for me. I really have something important to tell Brother Deng, so I won't go in and sit down. We'll leave first. Goodbye."

He said he asked her to come in and sit down, but it was actually just a polite word. The two of them didn't know each other, so there was nothing to sit down with. Yan Xia thanked her and left with her daughter.

She still has this bit of vision.

According to the address on the paper, Yan Xia crossed two streets.

The footsteps stopped in a closed alley.

The alley is very narrow, barely enough for two people to walk side by side.

The first house at the entrance of the alley is Brother Deng's house.

"Brother Deng, dong dong dong——"

There wasn't even a knocker on the door, so I had to knock with my hands.

After shouting and knocking several times, someone finally opened the door.

"Come, come, hey, who are you?"

The person who opened the door was an unfamiliar old woman. She was probably not Brother Deng's wife. After all, the age difference was too big. She was wearing dark satin clothes and a huge carved gold bracelet on her wrist. She didn't look like a servant.

I heard from Deng Qiuzhi that his wife's natal family was in Jiangnan.

The old woman in front of him should be his mother-in-law, of course, it may be his biological mother, but they don't look much alike. Brother Deng has a rounder face, thicker lips, a kind face, and a blessed face. The old woman in front of him is He has three white eyes, thin lips that are almost invisible, and high cheekbones. He looks fierce and mean.

"Hello aunt, I am a good friend of Brother Deng. I have something to do with him. Is he at home?"

"Oh, who are you? Why are you looking for my son-in-law?"

The old woman's expression suddenly changed.

She dug her eyes into Yan Xia, as if Yan Xia had some shady relationship with Deng Qiuzhi.

The raised corners of Yan Xia's mouth slowly lowered.

His eyes became colder.

"Shopkeeper Yan? Why are you here? Please come in quickly."

The appearance of Deng Qiuzhi broke the deadlock. He came out of the main room, pushed his mother-in-law away, and welcomed Yan Xia and his daughter in.

He really didn't even give his mother-in-law an extra glance.

Yan Xia sensed something was wrong. It seemed like something happened to Deng Qiuzhi's family. Who would have such an attitude towards his mother-in-law?

"Brother Deng, but I came at the wrong time? How about we make an appointment and talk about it another day?"

Yan Xia said.

"No, this is my house. It's not her turn to point fingers. Come in and sit down. Xin Bao, make a cup of tea for shopkeeper Yan and his daughter. Use new tea! And get a plate of pastries, the one I just bought yesterday."

Deng Qiuzhi's new home was a little crowded, and it seemed like there was only one person to enter.

The yard didn't look very big, it was a muddy ground, with a well on the right side of the gate, clothes hanging to dry on the left, and not even a tree in sight.

Yan Xia was sitting in the main room. A servant of the Deng family brought two cups of tea to her and Lamei. The pastry was the common milk puff pastry.

She picked up a piece and took a bite.

Some are too sweet and greasy, the inside and outside are the same, there is no obvious layering, and it becomes dry and crumbly when you bite it.

Yan Xia frowned slightly.

She doesn't like to eat anything too sweet.

"Shopkeeper Yan is laughing. The pastries here are not as good as those in your shop. Just give it a try. You came to me specially, but what's the matter? Is there something wrong with the land? Or are they the tenants I introduced? Did you cheat on someone else?"

Deng Qiuzhi sat opposite Yan Xia and saw her expression clearly, so he naturally knew that she didn't like eating this pastry.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and he has gone through many vicissitudes.

There were a few white hairs sprouting from his head, and he was obviously just a few years older than Yan Xia.

"No problem, the land is very good. I came to you specifically this time. I want to cooperate with you."

Yan Xia put down half the milk puff pastry in her hand and took a sip of tea to clear her throat.

"Cooperation? Cooperation for what?"

Deng Qiuzhi's heart was beating fast, and his intuition told him that the woman in front of him would be the noble one in his life.

"Cooperative pastry business, I am not familiar with the place here, and opening a branch rashly may attract jealous people. Besides, I don't have much free time to travel back and forth between two counties. My daughter-in-law is about to give birth, and I am too busy. Well, why don’t you open it here, I’ll supply you with goods on a regular basis, and you use the purchasing price to buy my goods. Of course, the selling price must be the same as my shop, are you willing?”

Deng Qiuzhi's breathing became rapid.

"really?"

"Yeah, seriously."

After receiving a positive answer, Deng Qiuzhi stood up immediately. He was so ecstatic that he walked back and forth on the spot, his hands trembling slightly.

God knows how pleasantly surprised he was. When he first came to Jiangnan County, he thought that he would buy a house, two shops, and work in his old profession to take root here. But the houses here are extremely expensive, and the slightly better ones are totally incompatible. As for him, it was bought by someone with connections as soon as it was listed. He had no choice but to live in his wife's natal family.

I can only buy a smaller house that is a little more dilapidated for the time being.