The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme

It’s better to maintain some distance than to live together and eventually start to have friction. At this time, if we remember each other’s difficulties and carry a little guilt, we can slightly restrain our real temperament.

The so-called distance makes the heart grow fonder. It’s exactly like this.

Perhaps Mrs. Wen understood this principle well, so she refused to move in no matter what.

For a moment, Zhuang Qingning, who wanted to persuade Mrs. Wen to enjoy the joy of having children and grandchildren around her, dismissed most of the ideas in her head.

“Well, you could say Aunt Wen is our elder, she has eaten more salt than we have rice. She sees through things better than we do,” joked Zhuang Qingning. “So I won’t persuade you anymore, Aunt Wen. You can decide for yourself.”

“Both Uncle Yutian and Uncle Yucheng are worried that it wouldn’t be convenient for you to live alone as you get older. If anything happens and there’s no one to take care of you, that’s why they’re so insistent on moving you in.”

“What if they come to me again? Should I promise to take care of you so they can relax a little?”

The tofu factory has people in it all day, and it’s in a courtyard. If there’s a problem, they can just call out. If Zhuang Qingning uses this excuse to persuade Yutian and Yucheng, they might agree.

“Let’s propose this to them first.”

Mrs. Wen fully agreed with Zhuang Qingning’s suggestion, “Say whatever you need to. I’m not moving in with either of them, being at their beck and call. That’s impossible.”

Moreover, living here is closer to him.

When the time comes to kick the bucket, she could be at ease to descend and have a good talk with him.

“Alright, 1 got it.” Zhuang Qingning nodded.

Outside, Zhuang Sifu had already driven the bullock cart into the courtyard, ready to transport goods to the town.

Zhuang Qingning had a few more words with Mrs. Wen, then led Zhuang Qingsui to the bullock cart and they headed to the town.

The business was as good as ever. When Zhuang Qingning arrived, there were already people waiting to buy tofu outside the door.

They were buying freshly made, hot tofu.

The warm and silky tofu, sliced an inch wide and two inches long, paired with a bit of chili oil, was beyond words. The taste was just incredible.

The aroma of the hot tofu was unique to freshly made tofu, and no matter how cool it got, or how it was subsequently cooked, it just couldn’t replicate that aroma.

That’s why so many people adore it and would rather wait to buy this freshly made hot tofu to indulge in a feast.

Especially in this increasingly hot weather, it’s very satisfying to feed the cravings in one’s belly.

By the time this batch of hot tofu was sold out, the store was a little less crowded, and Zhuang Qingning had an opportunity to have a chat with Zhang Qiuying.

Zhuang Qingning hadn’t been to the town much in the past few days, especially today, this was her first visit to town in three days. Zhang Qiuying was delighted, chirping like a little magpie, talking nonstop.

Zhuang Qingning also hadn’t seen her in a while and was all smiles along with her.

“By the way, how is your uncle’s leg? Is it better?” asked Zhuang Qingning.

“It’s a little better. My father said he doesn’t feel any pain,” said Zhang Qiuying.

Whether it was actually no longer painful, or he was just saying so to make them feel better, it was hard to say.

“As long as it doesn’t hurt, that’s good. It takes a hundred days to recover from bones and tendons injuries. He has to lie down and rest during this period, and only when the doctor confirms that the bone has healed well, can he get off the bed and walk. He must not be impatient to walk early to avoid laying a weakness.” Zhuang Qingning cautioned.

Because of Zhang Xiangrong’s leg injury, the Zhang family was financially strained. They must be itching to get back on his feet so that he can work. In case of this, the situation would worsen.

“Yes.” Zhang Qiuying nodded. “My father couldn’t stand staying in bed. He began to use a stick to get off the bed a few days ago. He said he wanted to practice walking, so he could heal his leg sooner. My grandmother and mother tried to persuade him, and then he finally lay back.”

“These days, my father has been obedient and doesn’t talk about getting down to the ground to walk. However, he has been sitting on the bed weaving straw sandals, he said that at least he can sell them for some silver to make up for the family’s expenses.”

“My mother and grandmother know that my father can’t stand not doing anything, but seeing he didn’t insist on getting down to the ground to walk, they did not prevent him from doing so.”

“He should rest more…”

Zhuang Qingning stopped mid-sentence as Zhang Qiuying suddenly stood up, her face turned pale.

This startled Zhuang Qingning: “What’s wrong?”

“Those kids, they are back again.” Zhang Qiuying pointed outside the shop, her lips pursed tight.

Zhuang Qingning looked outside following her direction and saw three to four children, all around six to seven years old, both boys and girls, laughing, running, and frolicking as they headed toward their shop.

“What’s wrong with these kids?” Zhuang Qingning frowned and asked, “Could it be that they’re here to make a scene?”

The world is full of naughty children. Zhuang Qingning had seen her fair share in her previous life in modern society. They could perform all sorts of mischief, from annoying contests to begging for money, it was a common thing.

In this time period, Zhuang Qingning figured these sorts of things were also common.

“They’re not here to interfere with our business, but…” Zhang Qiuying pursed her lips, her face turning even paler.

As Zhuang Qingning became curious, the children were already at the entrance of the shop, pointing at different items and conversing animatedly.

Curious, Zhuang Qingning ended up walking out to the children, looking in the direction they were pointing.

It was just the eaves of the roof. A corner of one of the roof tiles seemed to be missing, and some moss was growing on the tiles.

Yet the kids seemed incredibly interested, looking and talking excitedly. From time to time they would burst out laughing. One of them was rolling around on the ground, clutching his belly and crying out in pain from laughing so hard.

“Did you see something funny? Can you tell your sister about it so she can laugh too?” Zhuang Qingning asked with a smile.

“Just look for yourself.” A little girl with a bun of hair on each side of her head was laughing so hard she could barely contain herself, “I can’t believe it. It’s so funny. It’s doing a somersault.”

“Doing a somersault? What’s doing a somersault?” Zhuang Qingning continued to smile.

“There’s a monkey covered in green fur, doing somersaults on the roof of this shop!” The little girl exclaimed, then started to giggle. It seemed the somersaulting monkey had greatly amused her.

“It’s no use talking to her. She probably can’t see it,” a slightly older boy standing beside her said..