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"They didn't say anything."

Yang Xiaoman shook her head slightly. "I just mentioned it casually. If we can raise enough money within the deadline, we can bring Aning home."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuyun was taken aback for a moment, then pursed her lips and nodded.

"It's our good fortune that Master Qi is willing to keep his promise."

"In this way, once the family is divided, we can mortgage the land and redeem your sister."

As she said this, the tension in her heart subtly eased.

After redeeming Aning, Xiaoman inherited her husband's skills, and the family began to have hope for the future.

"Mother, why are there so many bamboo strips in the yard?"

To change the subject, Yang Xiaoman's gaze involuntarily drifted to the corner of the yard, where a pile of bamboo strips, each about the width of a thumb, lay.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuyun subconsciously looked over, then smoothed her loose hair from her forehead and explained softly:

"After you left this morning, your grandfather came over with these bamboo strips, saying that I could learn from your grandmother and weave some bamboo baskets to sell in town, which would help supplement our household income."

She is a mother, after all. She can't just stand by and watch the burden of supporting the family fall entirely on her seven-year-old daughter's shoulders, can she?

Just as Yang Xiaoman was about to speak, she suddenly noticed that her mother seemed to have an unnatural expression and deliberately pulled her hand behind her back.

She sensed something was wrong, quickly reached out and took a closer look. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she gasped.

"Mother, what happened to you?!"

I saw that my mother's hands, which were covered with calluses, now had many thin, long wounds that had not yet fully scabbed over.

Seeing her daughter's panicked face, Li Xiuyun quickly withdrew her hand and explained guiltily:

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"After all, I'm just learning to weave bamboo baskets, so it's inevitable that I'll hurt my hands with the bamboo strips. Once I'm as skilled as your grandmother, this won't happen again."

Before Yang Xiaoman could speak, he interrupted her again:

"Xiaoman, you're so sensible, how could I just stand by and watch myself hold you back?"

"Although it can only supplement the family income and won't make a big difference, at least it can put my mind at ease. After your father passed away... we, mother and son, will depend on each other and work together to make our lives better."

"If your father knew this from beyond the grave, he probably wouldn't blame me for being useless and causing you and Aning to suffer."

As she spoke, Li Xiuyun's eyes reddened and her voice gradually became choked with emotion.

Looking at her mother's current state, Yang Xiaoman opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak, knowing that further persuasion would be useless.

After a few breaths of silence, she let out a long sigh and said softly:

"Mom, then promise me that you will weave bamboo baskets more slowly in the future, don't rush, and try not to hurt your hands."

"You don't need to worry about the money. My daughter will go to the county tomorrow to take the butcher exam. Once she becomes a butcher, she won't have to worry about finding work in the future."

"Going tomorrow? Isn't that a bit too rushed?" Li Xiuyun couldn't help but worry. "After all, you've just started doing this job and don't have much experience. It's best to wait a few days before going. That way, you can be more on the safe side and avoid making a wasted trip."

Her concern was not without reason. Although the county did not limit the number of times butchers could be assessed, it would take at least an hour and a half to travel to Shahe County.

The round trip takes three hours, and if one fails the test and makes a wasted trip, it would be hard for anyone to accept.

Looking at her mother's panicked reaction, Yang Xiaoman was speechless. Perhaps this was a case of being too concerned to think straight?

She gently took her mother's hand. "Mother, your worry is really unfounded."

"Even Butcher Chen lost to his daughter, so how could the county's butcher assessment possibly stump me?"

"If even his daughter can't make it, then I'm afraid there won't be another butcher in Shahe County besides him."

The moment she uttered her first sentence, Li Xiuyun suddenly realized what was happening and said with a wry smile:

"That was Mother's oversight; she didn't realize it for a moment."

As she spoke, she stood up, placing her hands on the stone table. "You've been rushing back and forth so quickly; you must be starving by now, right?"

"I'll go make you some hot food to fill your stomach first."

After saying that, he went straight into the kitchen.

Watching her mother's departing figure, Yang Xiaoman couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Although her trip to the Qi family revealed the hidden story behind her father's death, especially the earnest words spoken by the Qi family patriarch before her departure, made her realize that things were not simple.

But how could she possibly say these words to her mother?

It serves no purpose other than adding to worries and anxieties.

Therefore, she could only keep it to herself and wait until, as Master Qi said, she had real capital before she could confess to her mother.

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On the other side, Yang Chengshan and his wife fled the courtyard like stray dogs, fearing that Yang Xiaoman would chase after them with a butcher's knife, and dared not stop for a moment.

Only after the two ran to the edge of the field and saw the figures of villagers in the distance did they collapse to the ground.

Panting heavily, they leaned against the edge of the field, sweat rolling down their foreheads like soybeans.

I don't know if it was from being scared or from being exhausted.

Yang Chengshan clutched his chest, finally regaining his composure, and then couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses:

"That damned Yang Xiaoman, it's one thing for her to threaten the boss and the others with a butcher's knife, but when we kindly came to help, she also chased us out with a knife."

"So heartless, I don't know how the third son was raised!"

Hearing this, Wu Cuihua wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and replied through gritted teeth:

"It's probably that woman surnamed Li who deliberately instigated this. My sister-in-law was right; the third son just died, and this outsider is indeed starting to cause trouble!"

"A perfectly good family has to be torn apart to the point of dividing the family and severing ties. I think that old woman Li just wants to take away her parents' land and property, sell them off cheaply, and run away."

"Redeeming Yang Xiaoning from the Qi family? That's just an excuse she's using. If she were truly so reluctant, she wouldn't have sold her to Master Qi in the first place!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Chengshan turned deathly pale and stammered:

"You know what, it's actually possible."

He had only been focused on the fields, never expecting his wife to see things so clearly.

"In that case, our Yang family's land... will definitely not fall into their hands, otherwise it would be a complete waste!"

"On the day the family is divided and ties are severed, we must stand on the eldest brother's side."

Seeing that her husband had grasped the concept so quickly, Wu Cuihua nodded without hesitation.

"Let's hurry over to our eldest son's house before our parents come home."

"What are you going to the eldest son's house for?" Yang Chengshan was slightly taken aback and subconsciously looked at his wife, clearly not understanding her current train of thought.

"Is that even a question?" Wu Cuihua rolled her eyes at him, a deep hatred flashing in her eyes as she gazed at the third brother's small courtyard not far away.

"Naturally, we should divide the family property in advance. At worst, we can divide the land equally with the eldest son's family, or we can take a smaller share."

"We can settle the division privately between our two families, but we absolutely cannot let that beastly mother and daughter benefit from it!"

Upon hearing his wife's words, Yang Chengshan narrowed his eyes.

If we could really talk to the eldest son's family in advance, then the interference of the third son's mother and daughter would be avoided...

Even if he accepts a smaller share, the original three plots of land will be divided into two.

Ultimately, the amount that will fall on him will definitely be more than he expected!

"Okay, we'll do it your way!"