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During the conversation between the two, Lu Xiyue learned that this shop was Mrs. Cheng Shao's dowry, but it was not managed well and was always losing money, so she had to rent it out.

After signing the lease, one per person, Mrs. Cheng remembered and asked her: "I don't know yet, what kind of shop do you want to open, Mrs. Lu?"

"Tea shop."

Mrs. Cheng's expression was slightly stagnant: "Miss Lu, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to open a tea shop here."

Who comes here to drink tea?

The ink on the paper dried up, and Lu Xiyue put away the lease: "It's not an ordinary tea shop. When it opens, young lady, come and I'll ask you to try it."

"When will it open?"

Lu Xiyue thought about it and set a date: "The day after tomorrow."

"So fast."

Mrs. Cheng couldn't help being a little puzzled. It was only two days before the opening, and the shop hadn't been tidied up yet. Was it a bit too hasty.

"It's a bit rushed, but I can come here quickly."

After all, she doesn't own this shop alone. Village head Zhao has already assigned a carpenter in the village to make a plaque. She doesn't have such high requirements, as long as she can see the name.

The shop has tables, chairs and benches. She bought two more teapots and replaced the boiler in the kitchen at the back. It was a simple matter.

Small businesses don't need to be so delicate.

"If you need any help, Mrs. Lu can come to me." Mrs. Cheng said generously.

Lu Xiyue responded with a smile, and asked about her recent physical condition.

Mrs. Cheng answered truthfully.

After all, I took the prescription she gave without stopping, and I haven't found anything different from usual for the time being.

The two chatted for a while, and Lu Xiyue returned to the village with the lease.

Chatting with Madam Cheng Shao reminded her of one thing, the shop needs to find a reliable person to watch over.

It is impossible for her to go to the market every day, there is still a lychee field at home to take care of, and Xiao Yunheng's body cannot be separated from others.

She talked about it with Village Chief Zhao.

Village head Zhao pondered for a while, and finally picked out one person.

"Song An, the youngest son of Uncle Song's family, looks quite suitable to me."

Uncle Song is a carpenter in the village. There are two sons in his family. The eldest son is married and has moved out to live elsewhere. The youngest son is 17 years old. Like Uncle Song, he is a carpenter.

Song Anlu Xiyue had also met him, he was a well-rounded young man.

"Then it's settled. You ask him to come over in the afternoon, and I'll give him the method of making tea."

Village head Zhao, who nodded in agreement, paused when he heard the words: "You want to teach him skills?"

"Otherwise, how would he look at the shop?" Lu Xiyue didn't understand why he had such a big reaction.

Village head Zhao stroked his heart and calmed down secretly: "Miss Lu, are you not afraid that Song An will go out and open a shop by himself after learning your craft?"

It turned out to be worrying about this.

"Probably not."

Village Chief Zhao sighed, and said earnestly: "I'm not saying that Song An's conduct is bad, it's just that you must be on guard against others, right?"

Miss Lu is so smart, why is she so defensive.

Looking at the girl who was about the same age as his granddaughter, Village Chief Zhao said softly.

"But I can't put my whole heart on the shop, I have to find someone to watch."

Village Chief Zhao's face was pale again.

Well, he has nothing to say now.

Seeing the rapid change in Village Chief Zhao's expression, Lu Xiyue lowered the corners of her raised lips: "Besides, the people selected by the village chief must be trustworthy."

The little girl listened lightly to a word of praise, and Village Chief Zhao subconsciously nodded.

"Since Mrs. Lu has decided, I don't have anything to say, just follow your wishes."

"Have all those lychees been delivered?" She changed the subject.

"It's delivered, it's all in the backyard, and I paid the money too. This is the ledger."

Village head Zhao took out a brochure and gave it to her.

Lu Xiyue didn't take it, and took out another two coins: "Please find two people to pick out the lychee pulp, cut them into cubes, and put them in a porcelain jar."

She will go up the mountain to collect herbs to replenish Xiao Yunheng's energy and blood later, and she has no time to do these.

After receiving the money, Village Chief Zhao replied, "Success."

After finishing all these tasks, she went up the mountain with a basket in her hands before she had time to eat lunch.

Mother Lu and Xiao Yunheng saw her going back and forth these two days, so busy that they hardly touched the ground.

It was already an hour later when I came down from the mountain again.

Lu's mother was really distressed, and she gave her hot food, but Lu Xiyue didn't have time to eat, and was going to the village chief's house after washing her hands, but she stopped her.

"No matter how busy you are, you have to eat." She put the food on the table and sat down on Lu Xiyue's shoulder: "Leave after eating."

Lu Xiyue could only follow suit.

She was actually hungry too, but she had agreed with Village Chief Zhao that she would teach Song An a craft, so she couldn't be late.

Mother Lu poured her a cup of hot water and sat down opposite her, "How is the shop busy?"

"It will open the day after tomorrow."

"It's quite neat." Lu's mother replied indifferently, her face was not very good.

No matter what, this shop is not owned by her family, Yue'er, the whole village is idle, and she is so busy that she is dizzy and has no time to eat.

The same is true for Village Chief Zhao, who cannot ask for help.

Mother Lu has some resentment in her heart, how can she feel better.

"Mother, isn't this for our better life in the future." After swallowing a mouthful of food, Lu Xiyue bent her eyebrows at her as if to please her.

Mother Lu couldn't bear to pass on her emotions, she looked helpless: "You can talk, what are you going to do later, is there anything I can do for you?"

Lu Xiyue shook her head, "Actually, I'm not too busy. I asked Village Chief Zhao to choose someone and teach him how to make tea."

"Who?"

"The youngest son of Uncle Song's family, Song An."

Mother Lu searched in her mind for someone whose name matched her, and finally a handsome and gentle young man appeared.

She thought of the days in the capital, and her daughter's behavior was a little... absurd.

After hesitating for a moment, she still reminded: "Mother told you, now that you are married to Yun Heng, it can't be the same as before."

Lu Xiyue almost couldn't hold back her choking, and hurriedly nodded in response.

The more she behaved like this, the more worried Mother Lu became.

No matter how good she behaves and how different she is from before, as long as she is a little bit more beautiful, she is the last thing she can rest assured about, and the most afraid to rest assured.

In the past, she was the daughter of the Duke's Mansion, but now it's different.

"Don't fool your mother, you must restrain yourself, understand?"

The corners of Lu Xiyue's lips twitched slightly, embarrassment flashed across her dark eyes, she raised her head to meet Lu's mother's uneasy expression, and nodded innocently: "I really know."

Her pitiful appearance was a bit funny, Mother Lu squinted at her and urged, "Eat quickly."

Lu Xiyue continued to bury her head in her meal.

The door of the room behind the two was mostly closed, and a well-knuckle finger rested on the door frame.

Song An, are you young?

Xiao Yunheng said a few words, his dark and unpredictable eyes narrowed, and there was a slight coolness at the end of his eyes.

Lu Xiyue had already finished her meal outside the house, and greeted Mother Lu and went out.

Staring at the slender figure, Xiao Yunheng shook hands with his fingertips and stood for a long time before returning to the couch.