Old Madam Ye, who did not have a mule cart at home, took the ox cart at the village entrance and left very early every day.
Ye Muyu was relieved and nodded. It had been a while since she last saw Old Madam Ye, so she wondered how she was doing.
However, thinking about it, it was not bad. After all, every three or four days, she would help sell pickled cabbages.
"Ah Yu, this calculation of yours…" Chu Heng suddenly asked. His eyes flashed with a deep light, as if he could not understand Ye Muyu's eyes. The shock in his eyes and the uneasiness hidden in the depths of his heart shocked him greatly.
He had a very serious and cautious expression on his face. Anyone who saw him would not dare to be presumptuous in front of him.
Ye Muyu noted down the last transaction and looked up at him. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw his expression. However, she tried her best to calm down. "What's wrong?" she asked.
