CHAPTER 754: CHAPTER 754: MO CHUNYUE IS PREGNANT

"Tu Gou Auntie, your wages for this month are thirteen taels, plus an additional month’s year-end wages, totaling twenty-six taels of silver," Gu Jinli reported the accounts. "Go to my mother to collect the silver, then to Mo Chunyue to receive the New Year’s gift, and remember to leave your fingerprint."

"Ah!" The response from He Tugou’s wife was quite loud. Since the spice workshop added handy tools, their speed at grinding spices had increased. Now she could collect over ten taels of silver in wages each month, truly making her rich.

Mrs. He Yang’s daughter-in-law, who had recently started working in the workshop, heard He Tugou’s wife had received so much silver and whispered enviously to Mrs. He Yang, "Mother-in-law, Tu Gou Auntie’s wages are really high."

Mrs. He Yang smiled and said, "What’s high about it? Your mother-in-law’s wages are much higher than hers. Eldest son’s wife, your wages won’t be less either, work well in the workshop, and life will be better than at your parents’ home."

Mrs. He Yang’s eldest daughter-in-law had married her mother’s village chief’s granddaughter. Although she was the village chief’s granddaughter, her family didn’t have a profitable business and lived a worse life than hers.

After getting married the year before last, she gave birth to a chubby boy during the wedding night rituals. The child was now over one year old, and she left her child at home taken care of by her daughter, while Little Miss He Yang came to work at the spice workshop to earn money.

Indeed, Mrs. He Yang didn’t lie—her wages were sixteen taels, plus the additional year-end monthly salary, making a total of thirty-two taels of silver, which made everyone present envious.

"Dazhuang’s wife, how come you’re so good at working? What would happen if you worked less? Your daughter-in-law is married, and the house is built; leave some work for us to make money to support our families."

Mrs. He Yang said, "I have married off a daughter-in-law, but I still need to marry off a daughter. Does marrying off a daughter not require a dowry? My eldest grandson will go to school in the future; I need to save silver for that, how can I not work hard?"

Mrs. He Yang said this and after collecting her wages, she went to pick up the New Year’s gift.

Next to collect money was Little Miss He Yang, who nervously rubbed her hands, "Y-Young Master, I’m here to collect money."

Gu Jinli looked up at her smiling, "Little sister-in-law, your wages for this month are four taels of silver, plus the year-end monthly salary total eight taels of silver, go to my mother’s place to collect the money."

"Eight, eight taels of silver!" Little Miss He Yang was almost fainting, that was so much money already more than her father’s annual wages.

Gu Jinli nodded, "Yes, only so much, once you get more experienced and grind spices faster, your wages will increase."

Only this much?

Little Miss He Yang felt she was going to faint, eight taels of silver already seemed a lot to her, and she couldn’t imagine getting more: "Thank you, thank you, Young Master."

Little Miss He Yang continually thanked and dizzily went to collect the money and also received her New Year’s gift.

The New Year’s gift was very generous, including cotton fabric, cotton, glutinous rice, sugar, alcohol, ten pounds of meat, and a live chicken, but no mutton since each family could only get half a sheep, and hers was already taken by Mrs. He Yang.

Mrs. He Yang looked at her own daughter-in-law, who was stupefied, quite proudly and said, "How about that, the job I found for you wasn’t wrong, was it?"

Little Miss He Yang nodded, "Thank you, mother-in-law. Without you, your daughter-in-law wouldn’t have been able to earn this silver."

After saying this, she hurriedly handed the silver over to Mrs. He Yang: "Mother-in-law, keep it, our family hasn’t separated yet."

Mrs. He Yang, although fierce, was generous, "We don’t lack this little bit of silver in the house, save it as your private money, it’ll be convenient for you and your husband to buy whatever you want in the future."

After hearing this, Little Miss He Yang’s eyes welled with tears: "Mother-in-law..."

Mrs. He Yang said: "Stop talking nonsense, our family doesn’t do such things. Quickly bring out the New Year’s gifts, your man is still waiting outside."

"Eh." Little Mrs. He Yang responded, hurrying along with Mrs. He Yang to carry the New Year’s gifts outside.

Outside the workshop house, many people had already gathered, some from the family came to help carry the New Year’s gifts, others were there to watch the excitement. Seeing people from the workshop bringing out the New Year’s gifts, everyone was green with envy.

He Sanlai, holding a stick, blocked those people: "Watch if you want, but don’t step over the line and start trouble."

After saying that, he also fiercely glared at Fourth Son He and He Daqian.

Fourth Son He and He Daqian have bad characters; Gu’s Workshop doesn’t hire them to work, and they don’t even accept Mingya Grass from their families, fearing they might tamper with the herbs.

Fourth Son He and He Daqian were very angry about this, but as Gu Family grows richer, maintaining a bunch of skilled servants, they couldn’t do anything but fume silently.

However, they didn’t have to hold back when facing He Sanlai because: "You eunuch who can’t sire children, you childless creature, what are you glaring at? Glare all you want, your wife still won’t lay an egg!"

Due to Mo Chunyue nearly four years without pregnancy, He Sanlai and his wife had heard plenty of idle gossip in the village, especially from the families of Fourth Son He and He Daqian, who always insinuated something sarcastically when they saw the couple.

"What the hell did you say? Say that again, and I’ll beat the life out of you dogs!" He Sanlai was furious, raising his stick towards Fourth Son He and He Daqian.

But he still had duties to attend to and couldn’t really chase after them to fight, so he could only threaten fiercely: "You just wait, once I’m off duty, I’ll smash your doors!"

Fourth Son He and He Daqian’s families are so poor that their doors had been broken for eight hundred years, they didn’t care at all and joked towards He Sanlai by slapping their butts: "Come on then, you sterile thing, even if you smash our door, can you kill my son? I’ve got a son!"

He Sanlai was pissed off but couldn’t find words to retort, so he just fumed silently.

Village Chief He originally came to Gu’s Workshop to check on the mutton, wanting to buy half a sheep to take home, but he ended up seeing Fourth Son He and He Daqian mocking He Sanlai, immediately stomping his foot in anger: "Fourth Son He, He Daqian, are you tired of living in the village, wanting to be driven out of the village, is that it?"

He Daqian chuckled: "Village Chief, what did we do? Just told a couple of truths, are you really going to drive us from the village because of that?"

Village Chief He was choked; indeed, they were telling the brutal truth as He Sanlai and Mo Chunyue still had no children.

He Daqian seeing Village Chief He speechless, laughed again: "Exactly, we merely said it’s like a castrated rooster and a hen that doesn’t lay eggs, it’s not violating any clan rules."

He Sanlai and Village Chief He heard this and were even more infuriated, but the angrier they were, the happier He Daqian and Fourth Son He became.

Amid their schadenfreude, Xiao Ji suddenly ran out, seeing He Sanlai shouted: "Come inside quickly, your wife has fainted."

He Sanlai was confused: "What? Chunyue fainted, what happened, is she sick?"

He Daqian maliciously said: "Definitely sick, you better start preparing the white cloth for the funeral."

Back then, it was his brother He Dacai who fancied Mo Chunyue. If Dacai could marry Mo Chunyue and live under the same roof as him, his eldest uncle, he would find chances to mess with Mo Chunyue several times.