Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich

Chapter 128: Chapter 127 Disagreement

Ye Senhai wanted to enter his father-in-law’s courtyard, but he was stopped by someone.

“You can’t go in, brother. The small boss said we can’t let guests in.”

Ye Senhai stopped in his tracks, frowning at the two who barred his way. He never thought that there would come a day when he would be stopped from entering his father-in-law’s house of his own accord.

“Do you know who I am? I’m not just any guest. I’m Ye Shuying’s husband, the son-in-law of this family.”

When Ye Senhai spoke, he forced himself to display a bit more authority, not wanting to be looked down upon by these two gatekeepers.

“Brother, we have rules for guarding the courtyard. Even if you are an important guest, we still have to report it. If the small boss allows you in, you may enter; if he doesn’t, you can’t.”

After hearing the guard’s words, Ye Senhai knew wealthy families had many rules, but he had not expected that one day even a farmer family would have their rules. It seemed his Uncle had risen in status.

“Alright, since that’s the case, please go and report to them.”

Ye Senhai held a bit of confidence; his rare visit to his wife’s home made him doubt that his father-in-law’s family would refuse him entry.

Voices at the door could be heard by Hongji and his father, who were working on carpentry in the thatched hut, as well as by everyone else in the courtyard.

“Small boss, there’s a man outside claiming to be your brother-in-law.”

“Let him in!” Hongji, considering it was for his eldest sister’s sake, wouldn’t refuse her husband entrance. It seemed that the words he spoke during the day must have been learned by Ye Shuying and relayed to her husband.

“Big brother, father…”

When Ye Senhai arrived at the courtyard’s thatched hut, he saw how simple it was with so much lumber around. Looking at the wood, he could tell it was not just ordinary pine or fir; he also saw the items his Uncle was carving and those his father-in-law was polishing.

It was the first time he saw such exquisitely crafted woodwork—no wonder it sold for such a high price. Using fine materials to create such delicate items, they must fetch even higher prices!

No wonder they wanted to set up a factory here; the Tang Family must have recognized his Uncle’s skills.

“You’re here?”

Hongji looked up briefly at Ye Senhai and spoke with an indifferent expression.

Hongji’s father didn’t look up, he just nodded his head. It was getting late, and they still hadn’t finished their products, working overtime without a moment to waste on chatting.

“Big brother, I hear you’re partnering with the Tang Family?”

“Mm,”

“Big brother, I’m asking for a favor. Could you help me to get the contract for the construction of the factory?”

“That is if you have the strength for it. You and your brother are just two people with no other tools and have never taken on a construction contract before. Building a factory is not simple; it’s not just some small farmer family’s house.”

“Big brother, I frequently work in the county, and I’ve built houses for wealthy families. I believe my construction skills are up to par.”

“But you don’t have a team, nor do you have the necessary tools. Building a factory requires blueprints, and these buildings are large-scale. What can just you and your brother accomplish?”

“If I get the contract, I can hire people, I can start building my own team. Big brother, please give me this opportunity. I will seize it well and promise not to cause you any trouble.”

“This matter isn’t for me to decide alone. You’ll have to speak with Housekeeper Tang. External matters have been handed over to him; I only manage the carving techniques. Our partnership operates under certain rules.”

“Big brother, could you please speak to him on my behalf?”

“If Housekeeper Tang and the others don’t have a construction team, and they plan to recruit people for the work, they might give you the job. But if the Tang Family already has a construction team, they won’t hand over the work to you; even if I spoke for you, it wouldn’t matter.”

Ye Senhai tried hard to reason with Hongji, laying out all the pros and cons for him.

Unable to continue the conversation, Ye Senhai had no choice but to ask his father-in-law to speak on his behalf.

Faced with choosing between his son and his son-in-law, Hongji’s father, of course, sided with his own child. His son was going to be a boss; this was a matter of giving face to their family.

Ye Senhai, upon his father-in-law’s rejection, agreed with Uncle’s perspective. He knew that to them, Ye Shuying was merely a daughter, just one among others.

The past doting on this daughter, the help provided to their family, might well become history. Regardless, they still needed their help.

Ye Senhai felt anger in his heart, furious that his father-in-law and Uncle were not offering aid, yet he dared not vent his rage.

It has always been the wealthy who can afford to be temperamental; poor folks can only stew in their anger.

After all, wasn’t he the one seeking help?

Returning home without success, Ye Senhai couldn’t bring himself to repeat the words to his mother, his brother, or his wife.

That night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and decided that tomorrow, after another day’s work with his brother, he would quit his job. No matter what, he had to try to meet Housekeeper Tang and make his work request.

Ye Shuying noticed her husband’s restless sleep but didn’t dare make a sound. His morose demeanor upon returning home at night hinted to her that he must have faced rejection at his elder brother’s.

Ye Shuying felt a quiet anger in her heart, secretly resenting her natal family.

…

When Ye Shiqi entered her private space again in the evening to continue painting on wood, she noticed the bees were busily collecting nectar.

In the space, chrysanthemums and honeysuckle bloomed as if they would never wither. A single blossom could keep a bee busy for days, with flowers continuously emerging. It seemed like the junction of spring and summer in May, the prime season for blooms.

She had stored another vat of honey in her space, and remembering Housekeeper Tang’s words about selling honey for money, she thought about it.

How could she take this honey out, and under what pretext could she have her father sell it? Moreover, with guards always around and her father hardly leaving the house, how could she pass it off as honey a friend had given, as her father suggested? Who would believe such an explanation?

Hesitating, Ye Shiqi didn’t take the vat of honey out.

She hoped there could be a way to find some small bottles. If it were honey packaged in one-pound jars, wouldn’t it be more suitable for gifts?

At that thought, she came up with another idea. There were cheaper pieces of scrap wood in her space; could she perhaps paint some beautiful small fish and carve out the shape of a bottle for her father to craft in his spare time?

With this in mind, she drew the shape of a bottle with little koi painted on it.

Unsure if her idea was feasible, she felt that such a bottle design was rather charming.

If it could indeed be carved, even if not for honey, it would still look nice as a decoration in a room, wouldn’t it?

Ceramic bottles are fragile, especially vases and such. Although they might become antiques with time, they are not as practical as wood.

She also considered using bamboo to hold the honey, but bamboo couldn’t be carved into anything as beautiful.

She dared not use the precious woods for this purpose; these were provided by Boss for her father’s work, and the use for the wood was already determined.

Smaller pieces of wood could be carved into various small toys from the leftover wood scraps. These small pieces were swept up by her father when he finished work each evening and placed in a bag.

Perhaps her father knew these wood scraps were still useful, which is why he brought them back to the room.