Zheng was so stimulated, injured and lost blood, being tossed back to the Zheng family, already extremely exhausted. At this time, she was half-closing her eyes lying on the bed, seeing Liu asking, raised her eyes and looked at Liu for a moment, simply saying: "Divorce, because I have no son."

  Liu was shocked: "But all these years, I haven't seen the Ye family mention it. How can they suddenly...?"

  "Probably wants to marry another woman who can bear him a son." Zheng said calmly.

  Even if Ye Zhuo didn't tell Old Master Ye about that matter, Zheng Shi wouldn't have spoken out either. A good sword should be used at the blade's edge. Ye Zhuo's marriage will probably happen in a year or two. At that time, if the match arranged by the Ye family is not satisfactory, Zheng Shi plans to use this matter as leverage. The newlywed Mrs. Ye can't do without her reputation, right? If she wants to cover up the ugly affair, she must carefully choose a good match for her daughter.

  Liu's eyes glanced at the wound on Zheng's neck, then turned to the trunk in front of the bed, and hesitantly asked: "That... Madam was driven out by them without a word? They... didn't compensate her with some silver?"

  "Zheng closed her eyes and said, 'You also know that all these years, I've never been liked by the old lady, and without a son, she's always looked down on me. If she finds an excuse to divorce me, what can I do? Crying out loud won't change anything. It's already difficult to get her to change the divorce papers to a separation agreement; where would I even find any silver? That trunk only has a few old clothes and one or two pieces of silver jewelry.'"

  Things had to be made clear with the Zheng family, so even though she saw that Madame Zheng was spiritually exhausted, Ye Zhuo didn't stop her from speaking. At this time, seeing Liu Shi seemed to want to ask again, completely ignoring the wound on Madame Zheng's neck and her exhaustion, just about to open her mouth to stop her, but heard a series of footsteps coming from the courtyard, followed by a loud and clear voice: "Mother, is dinner ready? I'm starving!"

  "Ah, all right." Liu raised his voice in response, then smiled at Zheng and Ye Zhuo, "It's Fang Jing and Fang Hui who have returned. They usually finish work late in the afternoon, so they only eat lunch around this time." He looked at Ye Zhuo, Autumn Moon, and Autumn Chrysanthemum with some hesitation, asking, "Have you all eaten yet? Why don't we eat together again? It's just plain food, I'm afraid you might not be used to it."

  Ye Zhuo and Qiu Yue exchanged a glance, only then did they suddenly remember that everyone hadn't eaten lunch yet. From morning till now, so many big things had happened, in the chaos, no one had thought of eating lunch. Even if Qiu Ju and Qiu Jiao remembered, seeing their mistress encounter such a huge event, almost losing her life and being divorced, they probably didn't dare mention lunch in front of Ye Zhuo.

  "We all ate, but my mother's body is not suitable, she only drank medicine and didn't eat a single grain of rice. If there is white rice at Aunt's house, I'll have to trouble Aunt to cook some porridge for my mother." Ye Zhuo said. She doesn't eat here, it's not that she dislikes the food in Zheng's family. It's just that looking at Liu Shi's behavior, she thinks it's better not to eat here, otherwise Liu Shi's face will definitely be very difficult to look at. She must think: this meal is fine for Ye Zhuo to eat, but why also help Ye's family raise a maid?

  Liu's heart was indeed as Ye Zhuo had thought. Seeing her say this, she didn't bother with politeness anymore and said, "You all sit for a while." She turned around and left the room, going to the kitchen to busy herself.

  "Yu'er, you go back. Today's matter, the old lady is still angry about it. Don't give her an excuse to punish you." said Zheng Shi.

  "I don't know when Uncle will be back." Ye Zhuo hesitated. Since her rebirth, she had not seen her uncle Zheng Pengju. After seeing Liu Shi, she really wanted to know what kind of person Zheng Pengju was and whether he would treat the Zheng family well.

  "He won't be back home until nightfall, I suppose." A faint smile appeared on Zheng's face. "Don't worry, your uncle is a good man, not someone with no conscience. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been helping him all these years."

  "Well, in that case, I'll be off." Ye Zhuo knew it wasn't suitable to return late today, so she decided not to wait any longer. She tucked Zheng Shi's quilt in and reminded her, "Mother, you should rest well and not think too much. Things have already happened, and life will go on. In this world, there are no insurmountable obstacles."

  "Uh-huh, okay, you take care of yourself too. Without your mother to look after you, be careful with everything, don't let the old lady catch any mistakes." Zheng Shi looked at Ye Zhuo with concern.

  "I know." Ye Zhuo stood up, "Then close your eyes and sleep for a while, I'm leaving."

  "Go." Zheng's eyes closed as she spoke.

  Ye Zhuo then took Qiuyue and Qiujun out of the room.

  As soon as she stepped out of the door, Ye Zhuo was looking around for the kitchen to bid farewell to Liu Shi. However, she heard a conversation coming from the hall: “...This piece of jade, you think it's a high-quality green jade material in your heart, thinking 'less material, more craftsmanship', trying to come up with patterns based on its shape and color. This is correct, but this idea isn't just about following the shape and color of the jade material, it also needs to analyze the quality of the jade itself. The quality of the jade is different, and the coarseness or fineness, simplicity or complexity of the craftsmanship are also different. For good-quality jade, fine carving and intricate work are used, while for inferior jade, simplicity and elegance are emphasized in the design.”

  She hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the hall. As soon as she turned out of the hall, she saw a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old holding a stone the size of an egg in his hand, talking incessantly. And on his left side stood a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, listening intently to him. It seemed that these were Liu's two sons, Zheng Fangjing and Zheng Fanghui.

  "Cousin." Zheng Fangjing suddenly caught a glimpse of a corner of a skirt, looked up to see a beautiful stranger standing there, with two little maidservants behind her, and knew that this was Ye Zhuo, the cousin from his aunt's family. He quickly stood up and greeted her.

  "Cousin." Zheng Fanghui also called out. He and Zheng Fangzi were dragon and phoenix twins, only half a year older than Ye Zhuo.

  In the memories left by the original host, these two brothers-in-law were honest and hardworking. Now that Zheng's family lives here, they have to take care of them more, Ye Zhuo can't be too cold, smiling and greeting one by one: "Big brother-in-law, second brother-in-law." And asked: "What are you doing? Carving jade?"

  "Hmm, Xiao Hui encountered some problems in the workshop, I'll tell him about it." Zheng Fangjing said with a slightly red face.

  "Oh?" Ye Zhuo looked at the stone in Zheng Fangjing's hand and suddenly became interested. "Can I take a look?"

  Zheng Fangjing hesitated for a moment, saying: "This is just a stone picked up from the riverbank, Little Hui's master asked him to bring it back to practice with." As he spoke, he still handed the stone over to Ye Zhuo.

  Ye Chou held the stone, examining it carefully, and found that although this stone was a riverbank pebble, due to the presence of special minerals on this side of Nanshan Town, plus the washing and collision of millions of years of rainwater, the surface became as transparent and shiny as jade, with some places even having floral patterns.

  Looking at this stone, she couldn't help but feel a surge of interest and asked: "Big brother, can you carve out this stone now?"

  She had a great fondness for jade in her past life, sparing no expense to collect many intricately designed and exquisitely crafted jade pieces. The smooth, translucent quality of the jade always filled her with an endless joy that seemed to emanate from deep within her heart. Now reborn in Nanshan Town, famous for its jade carvings, with two cousins who were learning the art of jade carving before her eyes, she was eager to know how those jade pieces were carved.

  "Ah, okay, of course." Zheng Fangjing said repeatedly. This cousin, like a snow lotus flower blooming on a high mountain, was elegant and noble, but he didn't expect her to be interested in jade carving, which made Zheng Fangjing slightly excited. He took the stone and began to carve it.

  Only saw that pair of slender hands extremely agile, holding a carving knife, moving so fast that people couldn't see the marks, only stone chips falling down. The stone in his hand lost its original shape and slowly changed. However, this stone is not big, and as he said, it's not valuable, so it's not suitable for fine carving. So after a while, he stopped, put away the knife, took out another tool from his pocket, polished the stone for a while, then picked it up to admire it in the light, and handed it to Ye Zhuo with satisfaction.