My Husband and I Brought Hundreds of Millions of Supplies to Farm Chapter 322 Giving Up

Chapter 322: Chapter 322 Giving Up

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“That depends on whether you’re obedient or not.” Zhou Ying rolled her eyes at him.

“What are you saying? When did 1 not listen to you, huh…?” Gu Chengrui threw her onto the brick bed after that.

Zhou Ying was surprised by that. After feeling his hot breath, she reached out her finger and touched his chin, smiling. “Get up, you.”

“Yes, madam.” Gu Chengrui smiled and quickly kissed her on the lips. He turned over and asked, “What do you think? Am I obedient enough?”

“You and your words.” Zhou Ying replied in a huff.

She sat up and said, “By the way, make some more moisturizer later. Many people have been asking about it over the past two days. I plan to sell it to them for 50 coppers each.”

“Not bad. 1 didn’t expect you to build a business from home.” Gu Chengrui exclaimed in surprise.

“I can’t help it; my skin looks too good, after all.” After Zhou Ying finished speaking with a proud face, she added with a serious tone, “But, really, you can also sell them in your clinic.”

“Let’s wait. It’s not easy to buy raw materials during this bad year, especially oil. It’ll be hard to explain if we make too much.”

“Alright, prepare 100 boxes for me first. I’ll sell them slowly.”

“No problem,” Gu Chengrui said, a.s.suring her.

The two of them waited for a while.

After making sure no one was coming over, the couple locked up and entered the inters.p.a.ce.

On the other hand, Gu Zishan went to the study room after dinner to find her father. “Father, can you ask around to see if Hu Chun doesn’t have any bad habits? 1’11 marry him if he doesn’t.”

Mrs. Liu, who had been chasing after Gu Zishan, heard her answer and immediately stepped into the room to criticize her, “Zishan, you’re crazy! You’ve never even cooked a meal before.

Are you sure you can handle a heavy life? It’s a life full of bitterness, and you might not even have a next meal.”

“Shut up. You and your short-sightedness.” Father Gu looked at her with disgust.

He looked at Gu Zishan. “But your mother is right about one thing. You’ve never cooked before, and that’s not good.

“So from tomorrow on, you’ll go to the kitchen and learn how to cook. No matter who you marry in the future, you’ll have to learn this.”

“I understand, Father.” Gu Zishan nodded.

“But…” Mrs. Liu had just opened her mouth when Gu Zishan interrupted her, “Father, you must be busy. We’ll be leaving now.”

After she finished speaking, she pulled her mother out. “Mother, I know you are doing this for my good, but you should know about our family’s current situation. It is difficult to marry into a good family.

“Hu Chun’s current conditions aren’t good, but he has the potential and ability.

“Have you forgotten about those girls that wait under the results panel when it’s time to announce the scholars’ examination results? How many young ladies from official families marry poor scholars for the sake of their future?

“After missing Hu Chun, there might really be no other suitable one.”

She then stammered, “I don’t want to be someone else’s concubine.”

After Mrs. Liu heard it, she was startled; she smiled bitterly and didn’t speak again.

She knew the pain of being a concubine.

Back then, if it weren’t for the fact that Princess Ping Yang fell into an ice hole when she was young, which injured her body and caused her to be unable to give birth, Mrs. Liu might not even be worthy of conceiving a child for the Gu family.

When she gave birth to Gu Chengye, if she hadn’t been careful and called Father Gu to come back in time, she would have been told to leave her child and exit the family.

So she wouldn’t let her daughter be a concubine.

With their criminal record, it was also difficult for her to find a good family to marry her daughter off to properly.

Otherwise, Chengye wouldn’t still be single.

In comparison, Hu Chun was a good choice as a young village chief.

However, the Hu family was too poor, and all their savings had probably been used up after building their house.

How were they going to survive? Would they be drinking flour paste every day for the following few years?963