The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 245 Eating Hot Pot
Qin Zhang listed his abilities and contributions to the caravan, hoping that the second owner would give him a chance.

Madam Shu nodded, and before the other two could speak, she said directly, "From now on, you will be the leader of the caravan. I hope you can lead the caravan to greater success."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhang's dark-skinned face immediately broke into a wide smile.

The other two weren't in the same good mood as him; they wanted to fight for themselves.

Lady Shu didn't even give them a chance to speak, saying bluntly, "A leader not only needs to be prudent, but also needs to be energetic in special circumstances."

The implication is that if they don't even dare to take the initiative, they are not suitable to be the leaders of the caravan.

The two could only manage a wry smile; it wasn't that they didn't dare to fight for it.

This isn't like we've just met our new employer and haven't figured out their mind yet. What if we offend them and they don't like us?
The indentures of their entire family are all in the hands of their employer.

Regardless of their thoughts, the caravan leader was decided.

Madam Shu did not consult with Shang Wan beforehand, worried that Shang Wan, the major boss, would be unhappy if she made the decision on her own.

Shang Wan, however, thought she did a good job. A caravan leader should have a bit of an adventurous spirit.

Half an hour later, Wu Liang finished marking the names of the caravan members.

The four business people split the list equally and interviewed each of them individually.

They give them a good talking-to when necessary, and resell what needs to be sold. They don't keep anyone in their caravan who has ulterior motives or only wants to cheat and swindle.

The brokers came and went.

The caravan lost twenty men, but gained thirty more.

This decisive and efficient approach made the elderly members of the caravan all keep their tails between their legs, not daring to harbor any other thoughts amidst the chaos.

With a new member joining the caravan, it's natural that they need to learn some rules and get used to each other.

This gave Qin Zhang, the new leader, a chance to put his three bold moves to use.

Shang Wan and the other three simply washed their hands of the matter, waiting for Qin Zhang to reorganize the caravan before leading the group to Dongning County for resettlement.

With a forced smile, Qin Zhang saw the four employers off at the gate of the compound.

"Take care, sir."

Shang Wan was the last to board the carriage when she suddenly remembered something. She turned back and instructed, "Wu Liang's mother is ill. If he wants to go back to take care of her, don't hold him back."

"Yes." Qin Zhang hurriedly agreed, but in his heart he was marveling at Wu Liang's talent. He had made the big boss remember him so quickly. He had underestimated this person before.

He didn't know what Shang Wan was thinking. As soon as she got into the carriage, she, like the other three, leaned against it and closed her eyes to rest, too tired to say a word.

She's been busy ever since catching the murderer last night, and today she's been haggling over prices and reorganizing the caravan members. She hasn't had a moment's rest, so now she can finally get some rest.

The carriage swayed and rocked, making people drowsy.

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At the entrance of Hongmei Inn, Yuanyuan sat on a small stool, gazing longingly at the street, no longer wanting to play with the cats squatting at her feet.

Lady Meng offered her some snacks to appease her.

She pouted and refused to eat.

Just as Madam Meng was feeling troubled, Liu Zhong drove his carriage toward the inn.

"Mother!"

Upon seeing the carriage, Yuan Yuan's eyes lit up. She jumped up and, with her short legs, rushed towards the carriage like a little cannonball, startling Meng Niangzi into giving chase.

Getting kicked by a horse's hoof would be terrible.

But the horse was more intelligent than she thought. When it saw Yuanyuan rushing over, it obediently stopped, showing no intention of kicking her at all.

Liu Zhong grabbed the reins and patted the horse reassuringly.

Hearing the shouts, Shang Wan got out of the carriage.

"Mommy," Yuan Yuan looked up at her with her little face and opened her little arms, "hug me!"

Shang Wan jumped off the carriage, picked the person up, and kissed the little face twice.

"Sweetie, have you had dinner yet?"

Yuanyuan shook her head, hugged Shang Wan's neck tightly, and rubbed her face against her. "I missed Mommy." "Mommy missed you too." Shang Wan patted the little baby who was snuggling in her arms. "Want to go to the night market?"

She'd been in the city for several days, and she hadn't yet shown Yuanyuan any real fun.

"Yes." The little baby's voice was soft and tender, and his big, blinking eyes were full of expectation.

"Want to go to the night market?" Lou Niangzi leaned over, pinched her round, soft cheeks, and said with a smile, "Take me with you, Auntie will treat you to rice cakes."

Yuanyuan nodded with a smile: "Okay."

"Me too! Me too!" Hua Niangzi ran over, waving her hand. "I heard that the night market at the East Gate of the prefectural city is especially lively. I've wanted to go for a long time."

"Why don't we skip eating at the inn tonight and go to the night market together?" Madam Shu suggested with a smile, linking her arm with Madam Meng's.

"Okay."

"Let's go, let's go, I'm starving."

"Yuanyuan, come here and let Aunt Hua give you a hug."

"No, Mommy, please hold me."

"Oh, she really is your mother's little darling."

"If you're so envious, why don't you have one yourself?"

"No way, I've heard that childbirth is not only painful but also makes you age faster. I don't want to suffer that for a stinky man."

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Two days later, having enjoyed themselves to the fullest, the group prepared to return to Dongning County.

Madam Meng packed two large food boxes for Yuanyuan, filled with all of Yuanyuan's favorite snacks and fruits.

These past two days, while shopping, the aunties bought Yuanyuan a lot of clothes, accessories, and toys, filling several bags.

Shang Wan estimated that she wouldn't need to buy new clothes for her daughter for about half a year.

"Are you really not going to stay for another two days?" Madam Meng held Yuanyuan tightly, unwilling to let go.

Worried about being left behind, Yuanyuan, with her short arms and legs, kept thrashing towards her mother.

She really put her strength into it, and even Meng Niangzi couldn't hold the baby. Afraid of dropping the baby, she had no choice but to put it back in Shang Wan's arms.

The little baby felt safe and secure in his mother's arms, obediently hugging her neck, his big, dark eyes darting around, so adorable that he was irresistible.

The more Lady Meng looked at the child, the more reluctant she became to part with it; how wonderful it would be if this were her child.

In the past two days, Shang Wan also heard some stories about Meng Niangzi from Lou Niangzi and Hua Niangzi.

Lady Meng had been married before and had a miscarriage; she was a fully formed baby girl.

Her ex-husband was a scoundrel. After the miscarriage, Madam Meng was completely heartbroken and risked her life to divorce him.

Fortunately, Meng Niangzi's family was willing to support her. With the support and help of her family, Meng Niangzi opened the Red Plum Inn, and her life gradually improved.

Her ex-husband couldn't stand seeing Madam Meng living a good life, so he came to the inn to make trouble several times, but he never managed to get anything out of Madam Meng, and gradually he stopped coming to make trouble.

According to Hua Niangzi, her ex-husband's family has moved elsewhere.

"We need to go back and prepare a place for the caravan to stay. The shop should open in a couple of days. There are one thing after another to do, so it's really inconvenient to stay any longer."

After Shang Wan finished speaking, she took Yuan Yuan's little hand and waved to Aunt Meng, "Yuan Yuan, say goodbye to Aunt Meng."

"Goodbye, Auntie." Yuanyuan waved with a smile and invited, "Come play, Auntie, and I'll treat you to hot pot."

Madam Meng asked in confusion, "A pot?"

Is it the wok used for stir-frying?

“It’s hot pot,” Shang Wan added with a smile, pinching the little baby’s chubby hand, her tone full of affection. “She’s such a lazybones, she likes to leave out words when she talks.”

Madam Meng then understood and replied, "When the weather warms up in a few days, Aunt Meng will definitely go to see Yuanyuan."

"Okay." Yuanyuan raised her little hand and touched her lips, blowing a kiss to Madam Meng.