The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 1338: Dowry (4)

Chapter 1338: Chapter 1338: Dowry (4)

Yu Qingge’s lips twitched—what kind of discovery was this?

Next, Yang Ruxin reassigned everyone. The Huang Family still managed the Jinxiu Courtyard, leaving only Zaochun to attend to Dong Wenxiu. She kept Zhongxia and Wanshuang by her side and sent Ceng Dong to Yu Qingge, while Cheng Fofo was sent to the kitchen...

"Sister, why did you keep those two by your side?" Yu Qingge was puzzled. "I find that Zhongxia is not the settling type..."

Yang Ruxin raised her hand and tapped Yu Qingge’s head lightly. "Whether someone is settled or not can’t be judged by appearances..." Her own husband looked even more unsettled, yet he was actually the most loyal person, charming and attractive; she never considered it a sin.

Yu Qingge blinked, puzzled. If not by appearances, then what? Does she mean to judge by what’s inside? But without x-ray vision, how could she see? Anyway, she thought, let Ruxin arrange things as she sees fit—she knew what she was doing.

Just as they finished arranging things, Dong Wenxiu returned, escorted by Dong Wenming himself, prompting everyone to greet them.

Dong Wenxiu had no opinion on the arrangements. She knew herself well enough—she couldn’t even manage herself, let alone others. She was grateful that Xinxin had come with her; without her, she really wouldn’t have known what to do.

"Wenxiu," Dong Wenming said with a smile as he looked at his sister. "Rest up for a bit, and we’ll have dinner together tonight. I’ll discuss the rest with Xinxin."

Dong Wenxiu nodded. She was indeed tired, so she let Zaochun and Yang Miao help her upstairs to sleep. Of course, after seeing the setup of her boudoir and the many things her parents and elder brother had saved for her over the years, she was excited for quite some time and ultimately fell asleep in tears.

"Xinxin," Dong Wenming said from downstairs, looking at Yang Ruxin with great happiness. "Tomorrow we’ll open the Dong Family ancestral hall. Wenxiu’s name has always been there, but it was listed as ’missing.’ Now, it’s time to rectify that..."

"Uncle," Yang Ruxin replied, "now that we’ve come, we naturally acknowledge the Dong Family. But I don’t understand these matters, so please arrange them as you see fit..."

"There’s another matter your mother wanted you to decide," Dong Wenming exhaled and gestured.

Butler Wang Bo followed, placing a case on the table.

"What’s this?"

"This is the dowry prepared for your mother by your maternal grandparents in the year she reached maturity. But since your mother wasn’t here, I’ve been managing it all these years. Now, so many years have passed, and it has indeed increased several times over. It has done your aunt justice..." Dong Wenming pushed the case toward Yang Ruxin. "Take it for your mother to keep."

Yang Ruxin glanced at Dong Wenming, then opened the case. She couldn’t help but curl her lips slightly. Inside were over a dozen land deeds and several large-denomination silver note receipts, amounting to two hundred thousand taels of silver. With the real estate included, that was quite a substantial sum of money.

Dong Wenming watched Yang Ruxin closely, eventually having to admit that his niece was hard to read. With so much silver, not even a hint of surprise showed on her face. But then again, he understood. She was Dao Xuzi’s disciple; if she truly wished to make money, there would likely be a queue of people with silver in hand waiting for her. In other words, his niece truly wasn’t lacking money.