The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 214 Sleeping while standing outside

Her son is much more obedient now, at least he won't go out and cause trouble anymore. She often hears her son screaming in their room, but she turns a blind eye to it.

Just pretend you didn't hear it! It's all for our son's own good!

It's better to be beaten by your wife at home than to go out and catch some weird disease and become a morbidly ill person!

She nudged Guo Wencai behind her toward Wang Amiao with a smile and said, "It's getting late, you two should go and get some rest. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, she quickly slipped away, leaving only Guo Wencai with his head down, not daring to look at Wang Amiao. Wang Amiao glanced at him and sneered inwardly.

Her aunt told her that this dead man was a womanizer by nature, and she was not the kind of person who would follow a husband wherever he went.

If he likes to go out and have affairs, she'll just stop him from going out. Anyway, she doesn't want this man to bring back some random guy or woman and trample on her head one day.

With her father-in-law's words already in mind, she showed no mercy when dealing with this man.

"My husband, I haven't been sleeping well these past few days."

"Look, I was just hallucinating. I heard you say you were going to Chunxiang Garden to find prostitutes."

She sat down in front of Guo Wencai and sighed. Upon hearing her words, Guo Wencai trembled and looked up, frantically explaining:

"I was just hallucinating, my wife. How could I possibly go out and find someone else?"

He looked away, not daring to meet Wang Amiao's sharp eyes.

He had mentioned wanting to go to Chunxiang Garden twice before, and this tomboy almost drove him crazy. He ran around the yard fifty times in the middle of the night!

His parents heard about it but didn't care. No one came to his rescue. His parents supported whatever Wang Amiao did.

If it happens again, he really will die right in his own yard!

Wang Amiao narrowed her eyes slightly. This man was still dishonest. In that case…

"Sigh, I guess I've been having too many nightmares."

She picked up a piece of pastry, ate it in one bite, and continued, "My husband, please stand guard at the door for me, otherwise I'll be scared."

Guo Wencai's eyes widened in disbelief. "How could I possibly be at the door..."

"Hmm?" Wang Amiao drawled out the last syllable, her eyes becoming even sharper than before.

Guo Wencai swallowed hard. "Alright, alright... I'll do whatever you say, my wife."

He saw that Wang Amiao had crushed the teacup in her hand and had to take back what he was about to say.

Wang Amiao was fairly satisfied. She stood up, wiped her hands, and walked out. "Husband, remember to stand at the door, otherwise you'll be angry if I suddenly wake up and don't see you."

As she spoke, she pointed her thick, fat fingers at the teacup on the table that she had crushed.

Guo Wencai immediately stood up straight and assured her, "My wife, rest assured, your husband will stand firmly at the door."

At worst, he can just lean against a pillar and sleep! But if word gets out, his lifelong reputation will be ruined.

Wang Amiao left, and that night she even sent someone to keep watch over Guo Wencai. In the end, Guo Wencai stood outside the door and listened to Wang Amiao's snoring all night.

The next day, when the county magistrate's wife arrived at the courtyard, Guo Wencai was already standing asleep at the door, his eyes frighteningly dark.

She dared not speak out even while eating.

Enough, enough. Children and grandchildren have their own destinies! It's all the son's fault!

On this quiet half-day, the shop was surprisingly open with only a handful of people, a far cry from the small number at the Baiweizhai restaurant next door.

I originally thought that the number of diners at the restaurant would decrease by at least 20% after the three-day half-price promotion, but I didn't expect that the first floor would still be full at noon, and there were only two or three private rooms left on the second floor.

Jiang Zhaochuan and his family came to the restaurant again, to the same private room as yesterday, but the dishes they ate today were quite different from before.

Wen Luozhi showed him his birthday planning document, and his eyes lit up.

"Excellent! Excellent! Mr. Wen, you've put in a lot of effort!"

He read the proposal several times, never expecting that the "one-stop service" she was talking about actually meant this.

Remembering that his nephew wanted to invite his classmates for a reunion, he smiled and said, "I have a nephew who is studying at the academy and wants to invite a few classmates to get together. I think it's perfect to come here, Mr. Wen!"

Wen Luozhi rolled her eyes. It's fine for scholars who love to dabble in literature to eat at this restaurant, but it seems a bit strange for them to come here to compose poetry...

Thinking of the ripe ginseng fruits on Jitou Mountain and the fruit trees that had already blossomed, she stroked her chin thoughtfully and said, "I have an orchard at home with a very beautiful view."

"Some fruits on the mountain are already ripe, some fruit trees are in bloom, and some are already bearing fruit, each with its own unique flavor."

"If Master Jiang doesn't mind, you can take that young master to our village for a look."

She's still planning the agritourism project and hasn't arranged where to go for sightseeing and meals yet. If there were people there now, they could go to their big house.

The yard was spacious enough and had so many flowers and plants, which they considered top-notch.

Jiang Shuqian was feeling incredibly bored at home every day, and there really wasn't much fun to do in this town, so she was very interested in what she was talking about.

She's eaten a lot of fruit in her life, but she's never seen what a fruit tree looks like before. She has to seize this great opportunity.

"Dad, Qian'er will be on leave tomorrow, let's go see him!"

It was rare for Madam Jiang to hear her daughter bring up a place to go, so she was intrigued. "Master, let's take Qian'er to have a look," she said.

Everyone says the scenery in the countryside is beautiful, so maybe Qian'er can write a few more good articles if he relaxes.

How could Jiang Zhaochuan refuse? He put the extra copy of the proposal into his sleeve, and was now even more satisfied with Wen Luozhi.

"Then let's go take a look at Mr. Wen's orchard. We'll be inconveniencing him with our family's troubles."

Wen Luozhi exchanged a few polite words, a slight smile on her face, while inwardly she was laughing hysterically with her hands on her hips.

Go ahead, go ahead, and I'll make you willingly part with your money.

She could also use this opportunity to launch a wave of advertising; she was confident that if she seized this chance, no one would be able to resist being drawn in.

After finishing her work at noon, she hurriedly returned home. Li Chunxing thought something had happened when she saw her return so early.

"What's wrong, little sister? Why are you back so early today?"

Seeing her worried expression, Wen Luozhi pulled her to sit down, patted her hand, and said with a smile, "Even if something's wrong, it's a good thing! The town's magistrate is coming to our house tomorrow."

"I need to get my older brother and the others to hurry up and tidy up the orchard, and see if we need to make any arrangements."

When she discussed the specifics with Li Chunxing, Li Chunxing immediately said upon hearing that the other party came from a scholarly family, "You definitely need to have your older brother and the others make proper arrangements; at least there should be tables and chairs."

"Scholars aren't like us; when we get tired, we just plop down on the ground."

Wen Luozhi was amused by what she said, and thinking about it, it made sense.

There were a few simple pavilions built on the mountain before, but they were scattered around, and it's uncertain whether people can climb that high, so they probably won't be needed.

Remembering the tent she used when she went up the mountain, Wen Luozhi's eyes lit up. She told Li Chunxing to rest well and then went upstairs.

She didn't have many tents left in her system inventory, so she used her points to redeem some and carried them downstairs.

Because the colors and fabrics were all retro-style, my family found it strange when we took them downstairs, but they didn't ask any questions.