The Ace Bigshot Becomes A Farmgirl
Chapter 1059: Dealing with the Zhang Family

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1059: Dealing with the Zhang Family

In this way, County Magistrate Zhang managed to escape a disaster.

But she still had to pay a fine, and even so, she was scared enough this time.

Moreover, Zhang Maolin was punished with a beating, and with his temper, he is bound to blame County Magistrate Zhang for not protecting him once he returns. The relationship between the siblings is sure to suffer greatly.

Also, today’s incident will likely soon spread to the prefecture of Dongan Province, and those who try to curry favor with County Magistrate Zhang might find their ’respect’ for her diminished.

The Lu family felt very relieved after hearing this; Zhang Maolin deserved a good beating for daring to set his sights on Yu—a complete fool’s dream.

Shu Yu was also happy, though she was still preoccupied with the matter, which dampened her joy quite a bit.

Even while eating dinner that night, she didn’t eat much.

Everyone knew she was worried about Meng Yunzheng, so they intentionally brought up other topics to distract her.

The Lu family still had many people around; not only were the first and third branches there, but Sixing’s entire family was also present, along with Cuihua’s family of three.

Now that the home-moving party was over, Lu Erbai planned to gather a team to start a shop for renovations.

"I’ve already talked to Brother Zheng and Wangsheng; we’ll open a shop soon. When there’s work, we’ll find people to repair houses, and when there’s no work, we’ll do carpentry in the shop, making boxes and cabinets. Quite a few people saw our family’s wardrobes today, and several have already contacted me."

Lu Sanzhu hurriedly said, "Second Brother, you must first fix our house; we need to move in as soon as possible."

Speaking of which, Shu Yu remembered what Ding Yuehua told her during the day, and she raised her head immediately, "Dad, also Yuehua. She’s bought a house over by Fenghuai Street, but the current owner won’t move out for half a month. Once it’s empty, Yuehua said she’d like to invite you to repair the house."

Lu Erbai’s eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Yes, soon Third Young Master Fan should come to discuss the details with you."

Lu Erbai was very happy, and Lu Dasong laughed heartily, "Looks like before the shop even opens, second brother’s business has already come to him."

Madam Li cast him a sidelong glance; what’s he so happy about? It’s not like he’s the one making money.

Lu Dasong didn’t notice his wife’s gaze, but Cuihua did.

She hesitated slightly; her son accidentally bumped into her right hand, and she suddenly took a deep breath and looked at Lu Erbai, "Second Uncle, could you include Jinhai in your renovation team?"

Lu Erbai paused, "Jinhai?"

He looked at Lai Jinhai; the latter exchanged a glance with Cuihua before standing up, a bit nervous, "Second Uncle, you know about our family situation. I occasionally do some odd jobs in town, and I’m strong enough. I won’t slack off. If you need people, what do you think of me?"

Lu Erbai actually liked Lai Jinhai; this nephew-in-law wasn’t talkative but diligent.

During the previous house repairs, not only did he not use his connections to slack off but he also worked extra hard for fear of criticism.

Lu Erbai knew the Lai family’s situation, relying solely on a pastry shop in the town to live.

It was fine before, but with one child after another being born into the Lai family, not only was the house too small, but food and drink became tight.

Lu Erbai wanted to gather a team, initially seeking reliable people.

The friends he could find quickly were from Shangshi Village, and Lai Jinhai indeed seemed a good candidate.

"Alright, if you don’t mind the hardship, then come along."

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