Exile with Storage Space: Family Fortunes in the Barren Lands-Chapter 594 - 554: Coming to see my man, is that not allowed? (2)
Li Yuwen did not know what kind of clothes Pei Shenyan recently liked to wear.
She recalled Pei Shenyan’s attire from the day before yesterday and picked out three sets of outer garments.
The man’s clothing accessories are actually no less than a woman’s.
Outer garments, inner garments, underpants, belts, pendants to weigh down the hem of clothes; because Pei Shenyan was in poor health, his cloak and hat never left him when he went out, so these warm items had to be packed as well.
As long as she saw what he usually wore, Li Yuwen found all of them, folded them neatly, and placed them in a wicker box.
After finding the clothes, Li Yuwen also found four pairs of socks and two pairs of clean shoes. Thinking about it, she stuffed a few clean cloth towels for washing hands and face into the box.
Two full large boxes, the lids almost couldn’t close.
Li Yuwen patted the box and called out to Pei Fusheng, "Fusheng, come in, everything’s packed."
Pei Fusheng walked into the bedroom and saw two oversized boxes on the table. He exclaimed, "Young Mistress, the young master only said to bring two sets of clothes, how many have you packed?" Did she put in all his belongings?
Goodness gracious, two big boxes!
Li Yuwen said, "I packed three sets, also two pairs of shoes, two cloaks. When traveling outside, it’s never too much to have spare clothes, just in case it rains, and they don’t dry. Being well-prepared is surely right."
Pei Fusheng nodded, smiling, "As Young Mistress says."
He carried a box and walked out.
Li Yuwen added, "After you move the things, wait outside for a while. There’s something else to instruct, don’t rush off."
Pei Fusheng responded, "Got it, Young Mistress."
Li Yuwen turned to pack her own clothes.
She called out to the little maid Cui Xi, "Cui Xi, go fetch another box."
Cui Xi watched Pei Fusheng carry a box and leave, while another one remained on the bedroom table. Curiously blinking, she asked, "Young Mistress, isn’t there already a box here?"
Li Yuwen glanced back and said, "That one contains the young master’s clothes. His clothes fill two boxes. Go behind the bed and bring another box, I need to pack my clothes as well."
Cui Xi asked in surprise, "Young Mistress, where are you going?"
Li Yuwen gave Cui Xi a sideways glance, how could this girl be so daft? "I’m going to see the young master, his foot is sprained. If I don’t go see him, it wouldn’t be proper, right?"
Cui Xi smiled widely and nodded, "If the young master sees Young Mistress going to see him and take care of him, he will definitely be very happy."
"Alright, alright, quickly go get the box." Li Yuwen urged.
"Understood, Young Mistress." Cui Xi gleefully ran towards the bed.
Remembering that Li Yuwen usually brought quite a few clothes when she traveled, she dragged out a wicker box as big as the previous one, found a dry cloth to wipe off the dust on the outside, and placed it on the table in front of the bed.
Li Yuwen picked three exquisitely made and brightly colored outfits from the wardrobe, folded them, and placed them in the box.
Actually, her clothes were all well-crafted. If they weren’t made by her own hands, they were ordered by Pei Shenyan from a skilled embroidery girl in the county.
The three sets of clothes Li Yuwen chose were new spring shirts that she hadn’t worn before.
Thinking for a moment, she packed a box of new silk flowers into the box and added some rouge and face powder.
She was naturally beautiful, and with a bit of adornment, her looks could be described as stunningly beautiful.
But because she lived in the countryside, everyone’s attire was very simple. Only brides or matchmakers would wear rouge on their faces. If she wore rouge, it would seem quite out of place.
Li Yuwen usually just applied some lotion on her face; she loved to collect colored rouge but rarely applied it.
However, today she decided to adorn herself properly to meet that Wei family enchantress.
After finishing packing, Li Yuwen washed her face, combed her hair, applied a light layer of rouge on her face, redrew her eyebrows, and tinted her lips.
Standing in front of the mirror, she scrutinized herself. Today, she wore pomegranate red, and her head should also be adorned with matching colored accessories.
Li Yuwen picked two pomegranate red silk flowers that she had made and placed them in her hair bun.
The two small pomegranate flowers, only the size of a thumbnail, peeked out from her dark hair, adding a playful touch to the otherwise plain black hair.
These two petite pomegranate flowers were even more charming than the plum blossom gold hairpin in her hair bun.
Cui Xi, looking at her attire, widened her eyes in amazement, "Young Mistress looks really beautiful today."
If someone had praised her like this in the past, she wouldn’t have cared. She had been praised since she was young and was used to it.
But today, being praised made her very happy.
"When am I not beautiful?" Li Yuwen cast a sidelong glance at Cui Xi, then looked back in the mirror at herself.
Her face, covered with face powder to hide her dark circles, looked as vivid as a flower in the mirror.
She was very satisfied with today’s look.
Cui Xi smiled, "Young Mistress is beautiful every day, but today even more so. The young master will surely be unable to take his eyes off you."
"You really know how to speak. Let’s go, call Fusheng to come and carry my trunk." Li Yuwen chose a lotus-colored cape, tied it on, and walked into the courtyard.
Pei Fusheng packed the luggage, fed the horse, and ran to the courtyard. Seeing Li Yuwen’s attire and the trunk Cui Xi was dragging, he looked surprised, "Young mistress, you are..."
"The young master’s ankle is twisted. I’m going to check on him. You take me there." Li Yuwen started to walk outside.
Pei Fusheng scratched his head and looked at Li Yuwen as if she were a stranger.
Seeing that he hadn’t followed, Li Yuwen turned around and said, "Aren’t you coming? It’s getting dark."
"Yes, coming." Pei Fusheng lifted Li Yuwen’s large rattan box and placed it on the carriage outside the house.
Li Yuwen left the house, taking the little maid Cui Xi with her, leaving Aunt Zhou to guard the door.
After getting in the carriage, Li Yuwen began to inquire about Pei Shenyan’s affairs from Pei Fusheng.
This was her first time asking about Pei Shenyan. When Pei Fusheng saw her concern for Pei Shenyan, he was very pleased and told her everything.
It turned out that half of Pei Shenyan’s nearly a hundred acres of land was in Xingfu Town, and the other half was in the neighboring Jinniu Town.
The land in his hometown was divided among ten households to rent.
The fifty acres in the neighboring town were all rented to a family with the surname Wei.
The Wei Family had more people and less land, and since Jinniu Town no longer had any unused land for reclamation, they rented Pei Shenyan’s land. The rent for Pei Shenyan’s land was cheap, and since renting Pei Shenyan’s land, no tenant had ever returned it. The Wei Family has been renting it for the eleventh year this year.
It is unclear which year the mistake occurred, but at the beginning of this year, when the village chief of Wei Family Village in Jinniu Town measured Pei Shenyan’s fifty acres of land, two acres were missing.
Two acres is not a small number.
The Wei Family dared not hide it any longer and sought out Pei Shenyan to investigate the situation.
When Pei Shenyan, along with the old servant Pei Ji and Pei Fusheng, went to the field to inspect, he accidentally twisted his ankle.
It’s a ten-mile trip one way from Wei Family Village, and since the issue with the field hadn’t been resolved yet, the Wei Family felt they had caused Pei Shenyan to twist his ankle, so they persuaded him to stay at the Wei Family. The Wei Family paid for Pei Shenyan’s ankle treatment and arranged for people to take care of him.
Cui Xi looked in the direction the carriage was going and said, "The young master’s health isn’t good, Fusheng, couldn’t you take better care of him? How could you let him twist his ankle? It worried the young mistress."
Pei Fusheng, with a bitter expression, looked back and said, "You can’t blame me; it was the young master who insisted on going with Wei San to inspect the field."
Wei San again!
Li Yuwen’s expression darkened, "Fusheng, it’s getting dark, hurry up with the carriage!"
Did Wei San do it on purpose?
Let’s see how she deals with that vixen!
"Yes, young mistress!" Pei Fusheng lifted the whip, driving the carriage quickly, arriving at Wei Family Village before dark.
The carriage stopped in front of the Wei Family’s gate. Li Yuwen lifted the curtain to look at the house before her.
Pei Fusheng had introduced the Wei Family to her on the way. The Wei Family had seven brick houses and two wooden ones, marking them as a family of above-average status in Wei Family Village.
There were three peach trees planted in front of the house, with buds crowded on the branches. In a few days, it would be full of enchanting peach blossoms.
"Planting peach blossoms in front is as if afraid of not attracting them?" Li Yuwen looked at the peach trees, lightly humming.
Cui Xi got off the carriage first, lifted the curtain, and helped Li Yuwen down.
Pei Fusheng had already gone to knock on the door, "Wei Dalang, open the door!"
"Oh, it’s Brother Fusheng; I’ll open it right away." The door opened, and a young farmer with a smile came out. Seeing Li Yuwen and her maid following Pei Fusheng, he was taken aback, "Brother Fusheng, this is..."
"This is our young mistress, she is here to see the young master." Pei Fusheng said.
"So it’s Mrs. Pei; I am Wei Family’s eldest son." The young man cupped his hands and saluted Li Yuwen, then went to the door and called inside, "Third sister, come here!"
"Third brother, what’s the matter?" A young girl’s voice responded crisply.
"Mrs. Pei is here; come and entertain her." The young man called loudly into the house.
"Coming."
Third sister? Wei San?
Li Yuwen stood up straight, gathered her cape, and fixed her gaze at the doorway with the same expression as when she looked at those temptresses in the Capital, with a haughty demeanor.
In no time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old petite girl in a peach-red dress ran out of the house with a charming figure.
Seeing the girl’s appearance, Li Yuwen secretly hummed to herself. She’s not as pretty as Li Yu En or Li Yuzhu, and yet she dares to vie for Pei Shenyan?
Thick-skinned enough.
"Mrs. Pei," Wei San smiled as she walked up to Li Yuwen, bending her knees in a curtsey, "Why have you come?"
"To see my husband, can’t I?" Li Yuwen retorted coldly.
