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Yun Jin smiled and replied, "Alright, then Jin'er will get rich with her uncle."

Lan Qi waved his hand and laughed heartily, "Ever since you gave my uncle those ideas, my uncle's money has been snowballing. I've never felt making money so easy."

Yun Jin smiled and said, "It's also because my uncle has a good business sense. Someone else might not have been able to run it so well. Jin'er only offered a few ideas; it was my uncle who really kept the business afloat."

Lan Qi waved his hand, speaking modestly, but he couldn't hide the smugness on his face: "Speaking of this, your uncle won't be modest with you."

He suddenly remembered something, slapped his forehead, and said, "Oh right, the medicinal cuisine shop has its soft opening tomorrow. If you're free, come and take a look. If there's anything wrong, you can point it out on the spot."

Yun Jin was slightly taken aback. Trial operation? She hadn't expected Lan Qi to come up with this idea.

She immediately smiled and said, "Okay, if I have time tomorrow, Jin'er will definitely go and visit."

Lan Qi added, "There's something else. I'd like to select a few children of suitable age and quick hands from the charity hall, sign contracts with them, and put them to work in the medicinal food shop and the cosmetics shop. Firstly, the shops are indeed short-handed, and secondly, it will give them a legitimate livelihood."

Yun Jin knew that in this day and age, a contract of indenture was not only a constraint, but also a form of protection.

It's always unsettling to use someone without a contract of indenture; signing a contract, on the other hand, creates a sense of constraint.

She nodded and said, "Okay, Uncle, you can handle it."

The two exchanged a few more words. Yun Jin carefully put the finished soaps into a brocade box, had Chun Xi hold it, and then instructed Rui Zhu and the others to make several more batches before leaving Qiyun Xiaozhu with Lan Qi.

Seeing that it was getting late, she sent Hongling to deliver a note, simply stating that she would be visiting the Crown Prince's wife at the residence the next day.

Hongling responded and left, while she took Chunxi back to the Yun residence.

Back at Jinshu Pavilion, Dongxue greeted her. Yunjin sat before her dressing table, removing hairpins from her hair as she asked, "How's the investigation going? Any leads on that Granny Wang?"

Dongxue then recounted everything she had learned.

Granny Wang was originally from the south. That year, her hometown suffered from drought, and her husband took her and their three-year-old son to flee the famine. On the way, they got separated from their son, and her husband starved to death by the roadside.

Wang Mama was left all alone. When she begged for food at the door of the Yun family, she was on the verge of death. At that time, the old lady of the Yun family had just learned that her son had passed the imperial examination and was in a good mood, so she gave her half a bowl of porridge.

Granny Wang immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times, saying that she was willing to serve Granny Yun like a slave to repay her life-saving grace.

Old Madam Yun thought that since she had a son who was an official, she should have someone to serve her, so she kept Granny Wang around.

From then on, Granny Wang stayed by the old lady's side and never left.

Yun Jin remained silent for a long while after hearing this. She hadn't expected that the old lady's kindness towards Granny Wang was only half a bowl of porridge.

No wonder Granny Wang was so loyal to the old lady. Even though she knew that not everything the old lady did was right, she still stayed by her side.

She nodded slowly and asked, "Her son was never found?"

Dongxue shook her head: "That child was only three years old when we fled the famine. In the chaos of war, it's hard to say whether he's still alive. Granny Wang doesn't mention it these years, but every time the child gets lost, she secretly burns some paper money."

Yun Jin felt something was off. She frowned and thought for a moment, then said to Dong Xue, "Find an opportunity to find out what the child's name is, what his characteristics are, what his characteristics were back then, and where he got separated from us. Don't make a big fuss, just ask quietly, and don't let the old lady find out."

Dongxue's gaze sharpened slightly, and she replied with an "okay".

After changing her clothes, Yun Jin went to Qing Shui Yuan.

Chu Wanqing was leaning against the couch, staring blankly out the window. When Yun Jin entered, she quickly put on a gentle smile and asked, "How is Yin Hu's injury at Prince Yu's residence today? How is Princess Yi?"

Yun Jin sat down beside her and briefly recounted the events of the day.

After listening, Chu Wanqing nodded and said, "Princess Yi is really good to you."

Yun Jin nodded: "Aunt Lian is indeed different from most mistresses."

She paused, then changed the subject, asking, "What did your maternal grandmother say when Mother went to your maternal grandparents' house today?"

Chu Wanqing sighed softly, a bitter smile appearing on her lips: "Your maternal grandmother advised me to get a divorce."

Yun Jin recalled what Xiao Jingyan had said to her and gently advised, "Mother, I've thought about it carefully, and what Grandmother said makes sense. Now that Yunheting is involved with Southern Xinjiang, if things come to light in the future, I'm afraid even Grandfather's family might be dragged into it."

She paused, noticing Chu Wanqing's slight wavering, and continued, "Besides, Mother, we can still let him die after a divorce. In fact, it's more legitimate. You won't be his widow anymore, you won't have to observe mourning for him, you won't have to handle his funeral arrangements, and you won't have to bear any of his infamy. You can just take Lang'er and leave cleanly, coldly watching him be ruined. Wouldn't that be more satisfying?"

Chu Wanqing remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, "But if I get divorced, what will happen to you and Lang Ge'er?"

Yun Jin grasped her hand and said earnestly, "Mother, in Yun Heting's heart, Lang Ge'er was never his child. You can take Lang Ge'er away; he probably wishes Lang Ge'er would disappear from his sight."

As for the daughter, she is already an adopted daughter; at worst, she can leave the Yun family and still be her mother's daughter. Besides, Princess Yi and her husband are not people who are bound by convention, and Ayan would not care about these things either.

To put it bluntly, if they look down on their daughter because of her mother's divorce, then she'd rather not marry into this family. She'd rather remain unmarried for life than have her mother continue to compromise herself for her mother's sake.

Chu Wanqing stared at her blankly for a long time before saying, "Let Mother think about it some more. This isn't just a matter for Mother alone; we need to consider everything carefully."

Yun Jin did not try to persuade her further.

She knew that Chu Wanqing had changed her mind from "absolutely no chance of divorce" to "thinking about it again," which was the biggest concession she could make.

She then asked, "Mother, did you mention Yun Heting's transfer to the Ministry of Revenue to Yunxiu?"

Chu Wanqing shook her head: "Not yet. When we go to the front for dinner later, I'll bring it up in front of Yun Heting. She shouldn't refuse."

Yun Jin nodded: "Mother, I will go with you. Also, I think it's best not to let Lang Ge'er eat in the front anymore. If Liu Shi were to lay a hand on Lang Ge'er, it would be better to be on guard."

Chu Wanqing nodded: "What you said makes sense."

As she spoke, she sent Bitao to Kangningxuan to deliver a message, saying that Yunlang would be allowed to dine in his own courtyard from now on.

The mother and daughter then walked together toward Old Madam Yun's courtyard.