boyutpedia Chapter 132: So what if you turn your back on me?
Chapter 132: So what if you turn your back on me?
"Are you really willing to give it up? This is a lot of land. If you give it all to me, aren't you afraid that I will turn against you?" Huanxi asked.
Xu Qingzhao smiled slightly, his eyes gentle. "Even if you turn your back on me, what does it matter? I'd be willing to give you my entire fortune."
In reality, she had her own agenda. She understood the principle of not showing off her wealth. For all those years in Dashi Village, she hadn't bought a single acre of land, and others simply considered her a poor child. Only she knew that if she bought land or let others know she had money, trouble would ensue.
Huanxi felt that Xu Qingzhao was a good friend. If you doubt someone, don't employ him; if you employ someone, don't doubt him. Since she trusted him, he would treat her as his best business partner.
After the matter was finalized, the village chief followed the two of them home to count the money. It was still early today, so they agreed to let Xu Qingzhao drive the car to take the village chief and Huanxi to the town to get the land deed in the afternoon.
If you only want to buy cheap land, you don’t need to go to the yamen, but if you want to buy good land, you must go to the yamen.
On the way, I asked the village chief if there was a craftsman in the village who could dig a well and how much silver it would cost.
The village chief pointed her in the right direction, that is, Uncle Li Hai next door knew how to dig a well, but there were not many people in the village who needed a well dug, so he mostly earned money by helping people lay foundations outside.
When he returned home, the aroma of rice had already spread two miles away. Zhao Huanxi knew as soon as she smelled it that it was not Liu's cooking, and thought it must be Chunliu and Xiahe's cooking.
If these two people can really cook delicious food, and I teach them some modern recipes, I might let them be the chefs for my own farm stay in the future.
The village chief stayed in the reception room with Xu Qingzhao for tea. She went into the kitchen to see what delicious food was for today. It smelled so good.
"Madam, take a look, are these dishes okay?" Chunliu saw that the visitor was happy, so he quickly put down the work in his hands and came over to introduce them.
Several delicious cold dishes lay on the chopping board. In the pot, braised pork with pickles and something else was steamed. Chunliu explained that it was steamed pork with rice flour and braised pork with preserved vegetables. Next to it were chopped vegetables and shredded pork slices; it looked like a few more dishes needed to be stir-fried.
"Is there anything you need? I'm going out this afternoon and will bring it back for you."
When Huanxi said this, the two of them were frightened and quickly waved their hands and said no.
They were both house-born slaves, enslaved from birth. If their masters committed a crime, they wouldn't have it any easier. After a long and arduous journey, by the time they arrived at Shang'an Mansion, their families had been sold off to who knows where. Only she and Xia He remained familiar with each other.
As servants, they were lucky not to be beaten or scolded. How could they ask for anything more? Although this place was in the village, the lady's family was kind, especially the three young ladies, whom she loved very much.
Seeing that the two of them didn't want it, Zhao Huanxi didn't force them to say it. Anyway, they could just buy it back and divide it among themselves when they went there in the afternoon.
When we went out to the middle of the yard, Yuanzhen and Linghua had already arranged the tables and chairs, waiting for people to take their seats.
Zhao Huanxi looked around but didn't see Yuan Zhenlinghua's two daughters. They hadn't been seen since yesterday. What had they been up to?
"Where are your two little girls? Why didn't I see them?"
"Madam, I've asked Bao'er and Xiaodan to serve the young ladies. Although they are young, they are both sensible and can grind ink and run errands for the young ladies."
Zhao Huanxi frowned unhappily. Her three little girls were at the prime of their studies, and asking them to be served would only make them lazy. While she didn't advocate for hardship in education, she decided to wait until they were older to enjoy this blessing.
"Tell them to stop waiting on the young ladies and wait for me to come back this afternoon. Then have them follow me."
Yuan Zhen was immediately delighted when she heard this. If Bao Er followed Madam directly, she would be a senior maid. Moreover, Madam's every move was very elegant. If Bao Er followed Madam, her future would not be too bad.
But Linghua hesitated. Her little Dan was still so young. Following the young ladies, there was no heavy work for her to do. But following Madam... Madam had promised her last night. Madam should not break her promise, right?
"Yes, ma'am." Yuan Zhen's words were full of joy.
Huanxi's move didn't mean she had to ask the two children to serve her, but rather to see what the two girls' personalities were like. If they were good, she would put them beside the other girls as maids. If they weren't good... she would guide them, and if they couldn't be guided, she would pack them up and dismiss them. She didn't want to cause trouble.
Just as she was about to call for help, Big Black and Little Black came out from the corner and rubbed against her. She's been busy lately, and the kids are at home studying. Big Black and Little Black were kept in the backyard, but the two guys grew so big that they climbed over the fence.
What a housewrecker! Zhao Huanxi squatted down and stared at the two dogs, wondering if he should send them to Brother Tai to be trained for a while, so that they wouldn't gnaw on the table legs every day at home.
He asked someone to take the dog to the backyard and tie it up, and then he went to the front hall to invite the village chief in for dinner.
The village chief looked at the unfamiliar face in the house and quietly asked Xu Qingzhao where this person came from.
After Xu Qingzhao explained the whole story, the village chief felt relieved. As long as they weren't from unknown backgrounds, it would be fine. And seeing as these women all came from poor families, being happy was a good deed.
Zhao Huanxi was just moving a stool when Yu Yan came over and called Huanxi over and said, "Are you going to town this afternoon?"
"Yeah, Yanyan, do you want to bring anything?"
Yu Yan shook her head and said, "No, I need to go to town to see Uncle Pang. Hongying hasn't come back in a long time, and I'm very worried."
Huanxi forgot to tell Yuyan about what happened at Hongying's home. It was a sin to make Yuyan worry.
So she quickly agreed. She didn't like to talk about other people's family affairs. If Yu Yan wanted to see it, she could go and see it herself. That would also give her some idea of what was going on.
After lunch, I asked Liu to look after the house. The four little girls looked listless when they heard that there would be no classes in the afternoon.
Huanxi: She is really studious. When she was little, the teacher had to go to a meeting during class, so the self-study class would last for a long time. These kids are actually disappointed. It’s really like the younger generation is pushing the older generation forward…
After the meal, they rested for a while, packed up and drove the carriage to the town.
Xu Qingzhao and the village chief were sitting outside, while Huanxi was leaning her head against Yu Yan in the carriage, drowsy. Yu Yan took a fan and fanned her gently in the carriage.
She has been teaching at Huanxi's house for many days. She can see how hard Huanxi works. She goes out early and comes back late, and has no time to rest for even half a day.
She admired women like Huan, just as she had admired Xu Qinglan's heroic spirit. She liked this kind of life very much, peaceful as water and warm as spring.
The sound of joyful breathing was heard, and Yu Yan suddenly thought of something. Her eyes suddenly changed, becoming extremely cold.
He slowly put down the fan in his hand and looked out the curtain with a worried look on his face.
The carriage was moving at a moderate speed (the speed of an ox cart was about 10km/the speed of a horse carriage was about 25-35km). I felt drowsy in the carriage, leaning on Yu Yan's shoulder, and soon we arrived at the town.
Xu Qingzhao's voice came from outside the car: "Huanhuan, Miss Yuyan, we're here, let's get off."