Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 778 - 767: Nouveau Riche

Hearing Ye Qiu saying that his money was earned by kowtowing at the cemetery, Aunt Hongxia choked and couldn’t speak, then something crossed her mind and she slightly widened her eyes.

It couldn’t be what she was thinking, could it? Ye Qiu doesn’t seem like someone who would lie. Maybe he really wasn’t deceiving anyone!

There might be nothing at others’ graves, but who knows about Mr. Ye’s?

When Mr. Ye was in his heyday, she had just married into East Stone Village and had witnessed Mr. Ye’s capabilities herself, which were indeed not just bluffing. Perhaps Mr. Ye had long foreseen this day for his grandson and had everything arranged in advance?

The aunt shivered, feeling more and more certain about her thoughts.

This was one thousand yuan after all, if it wasn’t provided by Mr. Ye, where would Ye Qiu get so much money?

"Oh my, Ye Qiu has even provided a bridal gift, when is the wedding feast going to be? I’ll come over and help out."

Ye Qiu was filled with gratitude: "Then let me thank Aunt Hongxia first, but before marrying Xiao Lin, I plan to build the house first. I don’t know if Uncle Man Cang has the time; if he does, I’ll ask him to make some furniture for me."

"Of course, of course, how could there be no time?" Aunt Hongxia said smilingly, "you can rely on your Uncle Man Cang’s craftsmanship, guaranteed to be both stylish and sturdy."

Ye Qiu nodded: "Then I’ll trouble Aunt Hongxia and Uncle Man Cang to pass the word."

"Alright, alright, I will go back and talk to him to prepare the wood. Whenever you have time, you can come over to discuss the measurements and design."

"Okay, I’ll come over tomorrow."

Zhao Yuhong saw how Aunt Hongxia rushed to come and rushed to leave, without getting a word in. From Ye Qiu’s words, was it that as soon as the house is built, the marriage will happen? When did she agree to that?

But Hongxia is quite a chatterbox, likely the whole village will know about it by the time she leaves!

"What kind of house are you planning to build?" Zhao Yuhong was about to ask Ye Qiu when Yu Chunrong spoke again.

"A courtyard house, our family has many people. We’ll prepare four rooms for the main house, then another two wing rooms, one bathroom on the east side, and a storage room and kitchen on the west side, and behind the house, we’ll build a pigsty and chicken coop connected with a door to the main house’s backyard wall, and build another bathroom."

Yu Chunrong nodded in satisfaction seeing the structured plan, naturally, the extra bathroom behind the main house was specially for his daughter, which he very much agreed with. Building such a big house, however, would be quite expensive.

"How much do you plan to spend on building it?" The budget determines the materials used, and Yu Chunrong naturally hoped his daughter could live comfortably. He added, "If it’s too high, you can take that one thousand yuan back."

"There’s no shortage, I’ve set aside one thousand five hundred for building the house. I’d like to ask Uncle Yu to supervise the construction for me, as I don’t really understand this, I am relying on Uncle Yu."

Yu Chunrong himself was a mason, even though he hadn’t supervised independently, stepping up for his son-in-law was no issue. He did a rough calculation and saw that the one thousand five hundred was quite substantial; by economizing, there should be a decent amount left over.

"Then I’ll call people tomorrow, and we can start building the day after."

"Everything is up to Uncle Yu, I have no issues at my end." With the matter resolved, Ye Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, then said with a smile, "Uncle Yu and Aunt Zhao, why don’t you bring Xiao Lin and Red Army to my place for dinner tonight, I’ve already bought the groceries."

"How could that be acceptable?" Zhao Yuhong disagreed, "You should come over to my place instead."

"No, I will cook today’s meal, and let Uncle Yu and Aunt Zhao taste my cooking skills, to see if I can truly take good care of Xiao Lin in the future."

Did he mean that after Xiao Lin gets married, she won’t even need to cook?

Zhao Yuhong and Yu Chunrong exchanged glances but said nothing. Regardless, it was good that Ye Qiu had this intention, but she would also teach her daughter that not all household responsibilities should be shouldered by Ye Qiu alone; otherwise, who would earn the money if he became too exhausted? The Ye Family had several mouths to feed, and the money left by Mr. Ye would one day run out.

When Ye Qiu returned to his room, Ye Shuai was still sleeping. He lovingly watched his son, then went on to prepare dinner.

He bought meat and decided to make Braised Pork Belly, stewed a chicken, braised a Yellow River Carp, steamed some eggs, stir-fried a green vegetable, mixed some cucumbers, and prepared two catty of wine, completing today’s dinner preparations.

The two families were neighbors, so the aroma of the stewed meat and chicken soon drifted into the next door yard, making Yu Hongjun salivate continually.

"It smells quite good." Even Yu Chunrong, who was a smoker, stopped to comment while looking at Ye Qiu’s house.

After a while, Ye Hao and Ye Kang got out of school and ran into the house like two wild horses, chattering, "Big brother, what did you cook? It smells so good!"

"It’s chicken, and there’s meat, wow, there’s fish in the pot, too."

Yu Hongjun naturally heard the two boys’ exclaims, and with each dish mentioned, he swallowed saliva.

Although the last two years have become gradually more affluent, and unlike before when they couldn’t even eat properly, the families that are willing to consume meat are still in the minority. Usually, such a lavish meal only happens during festivals. Yu Hongjun had been craving it badly.

This year he is sixteen, just at the age of growing, never feeling full no matter how much he eats. At this moment, he thought to himself, if this meal tastes good, he might be willing to show a more pleasant side to Ye Qiu, his future brother-in-law.

"Go call Uncle Yu and Aunt Zhao over for dinner." Yu Hongjun heard the conversation next door and quickly stood up, waiting by the door.

As soon as Ye Hao knocked on the door, he opened it, the speed surprising Ye Hao for a moment before he said, "Red Army, my big brother is inviting you all to come over for dinner."

"Good, we’ll come right now."

Having said that, Yu Chunrong also came out, followed by Zhao Yuhong and Yu Xiaolin, who was clutching Zhao Yuhong’s sleeve.

Yu Xiaolin is twenty this year. Girls in the village her age have mostly married off. It’s not that no one wanted her, but Yu Chunrong and Zhao Yuhong feared she would suffer hardships if she married off too soon, so they never agreed, inadvertently leaving the opportunity to Ye Qiu. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Yu Xiaolin wasn’t born intellectually disabled; she became this way when she had a high fever at the age of five that wasn’t treated in time.

Although others call her a simple-minded girl, she’s actually just slower in response and has trouble grasping complex ideas. However, she looks neat and clean, and unlike other disabled individuals, she doesn’t drool. When she doesn’t speak, her big eyes just look at you, easily softening people’s hearts.

Moreover, she’s very obedient. Whatever you ask her to do, she does. This, however, leads to her being bullied by other village children who often make her give up her snacks, yet she wouldn’t complain and would just be cheerful again after feeling aggrieved for a while.

Zhao Yuhong has put a lot of effort into this daughter, both doting on her and fearing she would suffer hardships in the future. Thus, she is capable of taking care of herself to a degree and can even do some simple household chores, though she seems somewhat timid, a trait developed from being scared by others’ words.