บท 80: Chapter 80: The Ways of the World Have Changed

Widow Zhou was an old widow in the village, but she lived a decent life thanks to her keen business acumen.

In Daye Village, nothing big or small, from weddings and funerals to whose hen laid two extra eggs, could escape her notice.

If someone was idling and needed work, or if a family was building a new house and lacked labor, seeking her help was always a safe bet.

She could guarantee satisfaction for both the employer and the employee.

The external gate to Widow Zhou's house was always open; Yue Xiaofang hesitated at the entrance.

Yue Qingqing looked up with her little face, "Auntie?"

Yue Xiaofang bit her lip and took Yue Qingqing's small hand as they walked in.

A few women had already gathered in the outer court, occasionally in pairs. The recent harvest had been completed, so there were more people free of farm work.

The women sat at the threshold with a rush mat spread out in front of them, on which a pile of corn cobs was placed.