Mother Likes to Spend Money On You

"Sob...!" Dumby pinched the corner of his clothes, lowered his head and began to cry.

"Dear, what's wrong? Do you dislike these clothes?" Gu Qingxue felt as if her heart had been pricked by a needle when she saw Dumby crying.

Dumby sniffed and shook his head. "No, these clothes are too beautiful, but they are so expensive. Mother won't have any money after buying them. I don't want to see mother without money."

Dumby did not know how much one thousand taels of silver was. He only knew that his mother had spent a lot of money on a lot of things. Apart from buying braised pork trotter chicken, firewood, rice, oil, and salt, she had also brought them to eat cakes and drink mutton soup. It was not easy for his mother to earn money, so he was not willing to spend all of his mother's money.

Gu Qingxue burst out laughing, "Little fool, your mother still has a lot of money. Even if I spend all of my money, my mother can still work as an escort to earn money. In the future, whatever you want, my mother will buy for you. My mother likes to spend money on you."

"Mother is so nice." Dumby wiped away his tears and threw himself into Gu Qingxue's arms.

Gu Qingxue was very pleased. After getting the servant to put all the things she needed on the carriage, the carriage was finally filled to the brim, and the quilt could only be tied to the roof, the family of four was squeezed in the almost full carriage, riding home happily.

That night, at sunset, Huang Rongfa sat in the carriage, bringing the workers he had invited with him to the Yamen.

Huang Rongfa explained the purpose of his visit, and the bailiff in the Yamen quickly went to the study room in the front hall to report this matter.

"Lord Fu! Something big has happened!" The bailiff smiled and barged into the study room, cupping his hands and bowing to the middle-aged man who was standing in front of the desk.

Fu Cheng was shocked and could not help but blame, "Why is the bailiff so impetuous? What big thing has happened to make you so anxious?"

The bailiff quickly said, "It's the Worry-Relieving Grass! Sir, Huang Rongfa, the shopkeeper of the town's An Pharmacy, was lucky enough to get a Worry-Relieving Grass. He is already waiting outside the door."

As soon as the words 'Worry-Relieving Grass' came out, Fu Cheng's expression also changed. "Quick! Quickly invite him to the Flower Hall. Serve him good tea and water. I will report this to the Young Master now!"

As soon as Fu Cheng finished speaking, he ran even faster than the bailiff and hurriedly ran in the direction of the backyard.

In the backyard...

The clean and elegant courtyard looked calm, but in fact, there were many powerful secret guards hidden in the dark. They were hiding in the dark, and anyone who tried to enter the courtyard without permission could be killed by them in an instant.

"Young Master, Young Master!!" Fu Cheng ran all the way to the outside of the elegant pavilion, but he was stopped by Liu Yi, who was wearing a black suit.

"Sir Fu, if you act rashly, you will offend the master," Liu Yi warned expressionlessly.

"I didn't mean to offend you, but the manager of the town's An Pharmacy said that he sent a stalk of Worry-Relieving Grass. I don't dare to judge its authenticity easily, so I would like to ask you what to do, Young Master," Fu Cheng bowed, and he said respectfully.

When Liu Yi heard the words 'Worry-Relieving Grass', his expression also changed.

His master was worried about the Worry-Relieving Grass. If he could get the Worry-Relieving Grass to cure his son, his master would definitely be happy.

"Lord Fu, please wait for me again. I will report to master right away." As soon as Liu Yi finished speaking, he used his lightness skill to run to the side room.

On this side, Huang Rongfa was quickly invited into the reception hall by the bailiff.