The Heavens Begin with Dream of the Red Chamber

Chapter 67: If you have high aspirations, you must be down to earth
Mr. Zhan knew about this matter on the same day, and the source of the information was, of course, Baochai.

Baochai is a person who is good at networking and has good relationships with everyone in the mansion. In addition, she has a network of connections at the grassroots level that she has built up with money, so she is extremely well-informed about the news.

Although the mansion has been reorganized now, it has only made the servants gossip less. However, this kind of thing of reporting information to others through a single channel still needs to be done, after all, there is money to be made.

Baochai only knew that Mr. Zhan was cleaning out the people around Baoyu, but she didn't know who Mr. Zhan really cared about, so she just sent this matter as an ordinary message.

When Mr. Zhan heard that Qingwen was poisoned and became mute, he was also very surprised.

It's just a damaged vocal cord. Mr. Zhan himself is the flesh of Tang Monk, and it can be completely cured. But the problem is that Qingwen's temper is really difficult to get along with.

Except for the kind of beauty bootlickers like Bao Erye, most people probably can't afford it.

Putting aside other things, if Qingwen is cured and brought into the mansion, and she doesn't learn her lesson, and her explosive temper doesn't change, I'm afraid that the backyard of the Zhan Mansion, which has always been harmonious and stable, will be in turmoil!
After Mr. Zhan thought about it carefully, he decided not to bring Qingwen in for the time being, but to let her stay outside for a while to temper her.

But he was also worried that during this period of time, if Qingwen was taken advantage of and eaten by someone, or if she starved to death, or died of cold, or anger, that would be his family's loss.

Therefore, the best way is to find a place to settle her down and train her well.

The specific operation methods must still fall on Master Bao.

Immediately, Mr. Zhan asked people to pay close attention to the situation of Mr. Bao and Qingwen.

Sure enough, there was no need for Mr. Zhan to take the initiative to design it, Baoyu hurriedly came to find someone for help.

It was again in Yun'er's villa, and the same four people were sitting in the newly renovated large room, drinking and celebrating the completion of the dance studio.

After drinking three or five cups of wine, Baoyu began to cry.

"I went to visit Qingwen before, and heard from her cousin Wu Gui that after Qingwen was driven out of the mansion, she became sick and had a fever that made her throat hoarse."

"It's a pity that she was so clever and lively, but now when we meet, she can only cry silently and can't say a word."

"God is so cruel. Why does misfortune never come alone? Why does he have to target Qingwen alone?"

"I really wish I was the mute one, so I could take Qingwen's place in this disaster!"

Mr. Zhan and the others looked at each other. They all knew why Qingwen became mute, but since everyone in the Rongguo Mansion was keeping it a secret from Baoyu, they certainly wouldn't say anything. So they said nothing and just drank.

Baoyu continued to wipe his tears and said:

"Qingwen was originally a smart and beautiful person, but because of this incident, no family wanted her. Instead, she lost her job and had no food or clothing."

"Her brother and sister-in-law are also heartless. They just left her in the hut without caring about her life or death. If this continues, I'm afraid her life will be in danger."

Baoyu had organized today's party in order to help Qingwen find a home. After explaining the situation clearly, he raised his glass to Jia Rong and pleaded:

"I want to follow Yun'er's example and find a yard outside to settle Qingwen down."

"Rong'er, I'm afraid I still need your help in this matter. How about letting Qingwen continue to be your mistress?"

After hearing this, Jia Rong quickly glanced at Master Zhan. Seeing that Master Zhan shook his head imperceptibly, he evaded the question by saying,

"Uncle Bao, it's not that I don't want to help, but this matter really makes it difficult for me."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Just the fact that she hurt Master She cannot be avoided no matter what."

"If my nephew takes Qingwen as his mistress, I'm afraid the masters and mistresses in the mansion will be unhappy and will definitely blame me."

"Besides, even if my nephew is willing to take her in as his mistress, will she agree?"

"Isn't it because Master She wanted to take her in that he made such a scene that he lost face?"

Baoyu had originally come up with this idea on the spur of the moment, without having carefully considered the pros and cons involved. Now, after hearing this, he realized that he had not thought it through.

He thought of Qingwen's character again. If he made her someone else's mistress for no reason, even if it was fake, she would rather die than agree to it. He suddenly felt embarrassed.

"What should I do?"

Baoyu began to sigh again and kept drinking.

Mr. Zhan and his companions just watched from the side, drinking with him without saying a word.

Baoyu was not a man who was good at making plans. All his behaviors were based on his existing experiences. He had no one to turn to, so he had to rely on the people around him.

"Brother Zhan, Qingwen was originally going to be sent to your house to be a maid. Why don't you continue to accept her and give her a livelihood? How about that?"

After hearing this, Master Zhan also sighed:
"Brother Bao, you forgot that the person Qingwen was originally supposed to serve was Aunt Xing, who was also Master She's niece. Now that Qingwen has hurt her uncle, how could he accept her again?"

"Even if I agree to you, don't you worry that Aunt Xing will cause trouble for her in the future?"

After hearing this, Baoyu slapped his forehead and said in frustration:
"Yes, I am such a fool that I actually forgot about this matter."

He hesitated for a moment, then pleaded:

"Brother Zhan, you are always resourceful, why don't you give me some pointers?"

Mr. Zhan asked:
"How about Qingwen's needlework?"

Baoyu was refreshed and praised hurriedly:
"Qingwen's embroidery skills are so good that even in the entire Rongguo Mansion, there are few who can surpass her."

"That's easy!" Master Zhan clapped his hands and pointed with his finger, "My house is in need of an embroiderer, so let Qingwen follow the weavers to do needlework."

Baoyu was overjoyed and stood up and bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.

Master Zhan put his hand on his arm and said with a smile:

"But there is another part. I have always heard that the maids around Brother Bao have been spoiled by you and are not obedient to your discipline."

"If she comes, I won't be able to hit her or scold her for your sake, Brother Bao. Wouldn't that be like inviting an ancestor back?"

Baoyu shook his head and denied it:

"This is pure rumor!"

"Brother Zhan, Qingwen has always been smart and capable, and this situation will never happen to her."

Master Zhan then turned around and asked:
"I have never met her, so how can I know what her character is like?"

"Besides, the work of the weavers in my house is hard. We have to work for six hours a day without rest. It is not as leisurely as in your courtyard. Who knows if she can bear it?"

Baoyu didn't know the significance of 996, he just thought it meant six hours of work, so he smiled and said:
"She has been in my hospital for more than six hours a day. I don't know how hard she works every day. She has never had a moment of leisure. How can she not endure hardship now?"

Master Zhan smiled and said:
"If that's the case, then that's great. After we've had our drinks, Brother Bao can bring Qingwen over to work."

"As for the monthly salary, it will be the same as other embroiderers, with food and accommodation provided, five taels per month, how about that?"

Baoyu was even more delighted when he heard this. He smiled and raised his glass to thank him:

"Brother Zhan is really kind. Even in our courtyard, Qingwen only earns one hundred yuan a month."

Master Zhan laughed when he heard this, "Whose maid relies on monthly wages to live?"

Baoyu didn't understand, so he just laughed and drank along.

After eating and drinking, everyone took a car and went to Qingwen's home first.

Qingwen's cousin, named Wu Gui, was also bought by Lai Da and arranged to work in the kitchen.

However, Wu Gui was a cowardly and incompetent drunkard, and he married a passionate and beautiful wife.

Because the daughter-in-law was so beautiful and frivolous, everyone called her "Duo Girl", but called Wu Gui "Duo Hun Chong".

This "Duo Hun Chong" was also a magnanimous person. Although he saw that his daughter-in-law had recruited heroes and talented people in the house, he did not feel jealous. He just didn't care about anything else as long as she had wine, meat and money. So he had to take in all the people in the Rong and Ning mansions.

Now that they had seen Master Zhan in person, it was as if they had seen the God of Wealth, and their sister who had been left in the small house to die had become a cash cow.

In the Ning and Rong mansions, everyone knows that Master Zhan is a generous man. Now, in the West Mansion, people are almost fighting for a place to give to Concubine Xing as a maid, but they didn't expect that Master Bao was so nostalgic that he actually invited the God of Wealth over.

"Duo Hunchong" put down his wine gourd, staggered over to greet the few people, led them into the room to meet Qingwen, and then handed the rest of the matters to "Duo Girl", and happily retreated outside, leaving his wife to show her talents.

While everyone was talking to Qingwen in the inner room, "Miss Duo" dressed herself up to be extremely coquettish. Then she leaned against the door with a loving look in her eyes, waiting to see who was interested in her and then go up to flirt with him.

Let's not talk about how she acted coquettishly, but just talk about Master Zhan and his companions. After they came in, they saw a beautiful girl lying on the reed mat and earthen kang, under a torn quilt. Even though her clothes were messy and her hair was disheveled, her beauty could not be concealed. She was indeed a good-looking girl.

But now her face was full of resentment and anger, and her eyes were swollen like little peaches. When she saw Baoyu coming in, she just closed her eyes, turned her head to the wall, and said nothing.

When Baoyu saw this, he burst into tears again and went forward to hold Qingwen's hand.

"Good sister, please don't do this again!"

"Brother Zhan's family is in need of an embroiderer. He knows that your embroidery skills are outstanding and it is hard to find a rival, so he specially came to hire you to work for him. Food and accommodation are provided, and the monthly salary is five taels."

When Qingwen heard this, her eyebrows were raised and she screamed, but no one knew what she was angry about. Only Baoyu had known her for a long time and probably knew what she was thinking, so he patiently explained:
"It was indeed Brother Zhan who I contacted. However, the reason why Brother Zhan agreed to let you work was because he saw the purses and handkerchiefs you embroidered for me. It was not because he felt sorry for you!"

"If your embroidery is not good, even if I talk my mouth off, Brother Zhan will never agree."

As he said this, Baoyu looked at Mr. Zhan with a pleading look, hoping that he would help him cover up the lie.

Mr. Zhan would definitely give this face, and immediately said seriously:

"My Zhan family started out as merchants, and we never do business at a loss."

"When you come to my place, you will have to work every day for six hours a day. It will be very hard. If you fail to complete the task, not only will your salary be deducted, but you will also be subject to various punishments."

"Even though you were introduced by Baoyu, I treat everyone the same. If you do well, you will be rewarded. If you do not do well, you will be punished!"

Baoyu only thought that Mr. Zhan was helping him to cover up his lie and saying words to coax people, but he didn't know that Mr. Zhan really wanted to let Qingwen know what the daily life of a normal working dog is like, so as to temper her ignorant temper.

Since her ambitions are so high, let her be down-to-earth!

After hearing what Mr. Zhan said, Qingwen's expression softened and she was no longer so arrogant.

With the cooperation of Mr. Zhan, Baoyu coaxed Qingwen for a long time before he finally convinced her.

Originally, Qingwen only had her vocal cords damaged, and her body was not hurt at all. The so-called fever was purely a trick used by the "Duohunchong" couple to deceive Baoyu.

Qingwen’s biggest illness now is her heart knot.

She was innocently poisoned and rendered mute, which was certainly an unbearable physical trauma, but the coldness of Lady Jia, Mr. Lai, her brother and sister-in-law... everyone else made her feel even more miserable.

In addition, she knew that she had no means of making a living after being expelled from the Jia family. The confusion and helplessness about the future made her even more hurtful and almost overwhelmed her completely.

Fortunately, there is still a last bit of warmth in this world. Baoyu still cares for her, loves her, and thinks about her, running around and working hard for her, which prevents her from completely collapsing.

Now that she had found a new job and had the capital to continue to survive independently, Qingwen's arrogance, which had just been dispelled, suddenly revived.

She must work hard to cheer herself up and start a new chapter of her life in Zhanfu!
She wanted to let those who looked down on her know that even if she left the Jia Mansion, even if she became mute, she could still live a good life, even better than anyone else!

She, Qingwen, will always be the proud Qingwen who will never bow her head and compromise!

After the fire of vitality was rekindled, Qingwen no longer stayed in bed. She got up, tidied her clothes, combed her hair briefly, then bowed to Master Zhan and kowtowed to show that she had met her new boss.

When Baoyu saw Qingwen cheered up, he immediately became overjoyed and started dancing with joy.

Master Zhan looked around the room and frowned.
"This living environment is really bad. Since Qingwen has agreed, why not just come with me to the mansion."

"Our house provides food and lodging, and all the embroiderers live together."

Qingwen had now been deeply heartbroken by her brother and sister-in-law, so she didn't want to stay and immediately stood up, rolled up a small bag and left.

Originally, she had some savings in the Rongguo Mansion, but after she was thrown out, all the money had been embezzled and was never returned to her. Only a few daily clothes were thrown out.

Of course she was unwilling to lose her savings of many years, but she could not speak and could not read, so she had no way to explain it to others, nor could she ask a fool like Baoyu to help her. She could only keep this sin in her heart for the time being and repay it later.

When "Miss Duo" saw everyone coming out, she hurried forward to flirt with them. Mr. Zhan was of course not interested in her, but Jia Rong was not picky, so he smiled and hugged "Miss Duo" and fell behind.

Anyway, what happened later had nothing to do with him, so Mr. Zhan didn't bother with him and just went out with his men and got in the car.

Baoyu's attention had long been on Qingwen, and he didn't even notice that there was one person missing from the team.

He was still a little worried, so he followed Qingwen to the Zhan Mansion and saw the "garment factory" in the courtyard.

Mr. Zhan arranged the mansion completely according to the layout of a future garment factory, with staff dormitories, staff canteen, workshops... everything you need.

Baoyu saw the row of large houses with his own eyes, and also saw a group of women and servants coming in and out, busying themselves there, and only then did he feel relieved.

Master Zhan did not take him to see the hard work of the people in the workshop, but only took Qingwen to the dormitory to arrange accommodation. When Baoyu saw that Qingwen was living with a group of rough and stupid women in the dormitory, he could not stand it anymore and pleaded with Master Zhan:
"Brother Zhan, Miss Qingwen usually lives alone in my courtyard. I'm afraid she can't get used to it. Please help me and arrange a separate room for her."

"If that doesn't work, it would be nice to choose some younger girls to live with!"

Mr. Zhan could not agree to this request. He shook his head and said:
"Brother Bao, what you said is wrong. She came here to work, not to be a lady in the boudoir."

"Look, these dozens of people can live here, so why can't she?"

"I have dozens of large houses here, so it's no big deal to give her one, but how will other embroiderers view it?"

"She will be relieved then, but I will have to deal with all the hundreds of embroidery pieces. Should I still do the needlework?"

"If it's according to what you said, I would simply not let her work, and directly build an embroidery building, and then find two maids to serve her, and let her be a concubine!"

After hearing this, Baoyu was speechless. Qingwen, who was standing next to him, was allergic to the word "aunt". When she heard what Mr. Zhan said, she cried out twice, then put her bag on the bed, sat on it, patted the bed, and stared at Baoyu.

Baoyu immediately understood and said with a wry smile:

"I was wrong about this matter. I shouldn't have made such an excessive request."

"Then Sister Qingwen, please stay here for the time being. When Master She has recovered from his injury and calmed down, I will find a way to bring you back."

After hearing this, Qingwen sneered, crossed her hands over her chest, and her eyes were spitting fire. Her attitude was very clear: she didn't want to go back.

Baoyu had no choice but to take his leave. Before leaving, he repeatedly asked Master Zhan to take good care of Qingwen.

"Brother Bao, rest assured. My family has always been kind to our servants. You know that we will never mistreat Miss Qingwen."

After sending Baoyu away, Master Zhan asked someone to call Aunt Xiangling and instructed her:

"That Miss Qingwen is an excellent embroiderer. You can assign her the most critical and energy-consuming part of the work. Make sure she is busy and has no mood to think about other things."

"We won't oppress her, but we won't take care of her either. All treatment will be distributed according to the standard for normal workers."

Xiangling immediately understood and left.

From that day on, Qingwen began her blessed life of ninety-ninety-six days.

After a few days, Baoyu was thinking about Qingwen, so he came to see her again, and brought Xiren and the other two girls with him.

When Master Zhan saw him coming, he pretended to be angry and said:

"Brother Bao, you don't trust me, and you came here to investigate the situation."

Baoyu bowed hastily and apologized:
"Brother Zhan, please don't misunderstand me. It's not that I don't trust you. It's just that we are all very worried that Qingwen will not be used to living here, so we came to visit her."

Master Zhan pretended to be helpless and said:
"Well, in that case, I'll take you to see Qingwen at work."

"But then again, our embroidery requires division of labor and cooperation, and it must be done in one go. If Brother Bao keeps coming over like this, it will definitely affect our clothing production!"

Baoyu smiled and said:

"I only come to visit occasionally, not often, not often."

Mr. Zhan then took them to the workshop, and from a distance they saw dozens of people gathered in small circles, working together, with needles and threads flying. There were special people beside them who were responsible for collecting and replacing the clothes, and they were not allowed to rest for a moment.

In the workshop, there was an old woman wearing an "inspector" badge who was patrolling back and forth. The huge room was completely silent and no one was chatting.

Qingwen was sitting in one of the small circles, concentrating on embroidering, without even the spare time to look up.

Everyone saw that she was concentrating, and although she still looked a little tired, she was in good spirits and the resentment on her face had dissipated a lot. It was obvious that she had never been bullied, otherwise, with Qingwen's personality, she would never be so calm and would have started a quarrel a long time ago.

Master Zhan passed the order inside. Qingwen received the message, looked up and saw everyone coming. She put down her clothes, stood up, stretched her legs and feet, rubbed her wrist, and went out.

Baoyu hurried over, took her hand, and gently massaged her constantly rubbing wrist, saying lovingly:

"It's really hard for you to do these rough jobs every day."

After hearing this, Qingwen rolled her eyes at him and wanted to say something sarcastic, but when she opened her mouth, only "ah ah" came out, and she became discouraged again.

When Musk Moon, who was standing by, saw this, she said angrily on Qingwen's behalf:

"All the clothes, shoes and socks that Second Master wears were made by us. How come I have never seen Second Master care about us before?"

After hearing this, Baoyu bowed hurriedly again and kept apologizing.

When the four girls saw Baoyu embarrassed, they all started laughing and their bodies shook.

When Baoyu saw Qingwen's smile again this time, he suddenly forgot about everything and lowered his posture again and said more nice words to her.

Xiren and the others hurriedly pulled Baoyu away and surrounded Qingwen, saying:
"We sisters have something to say in private, please don't eavesdrop."

Baoyu obediently stepped aside and pulled Master Zhan aside.

Mr. Zhan was very sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, so he didn't care. He just made up some excuses for Baoyu while eavesdropping on the conversation between the four girls.

When Xiren saw Baoyu and the others had gone far away, she asked Qingwen in a low voice:

“Is it hard to work here?”

Qingwen sighed and nodded.

Xiren comforted him:

"Of course, the work here is not as good as when I was with Second Master. It is inevitable that there will be some hardship. Please be patient."

Qingwen thought, this is not just ordinary hard work, it is the hard work of being busy from morning to night without rest. But now she can't speak. She opened her mouth and then closed it in frustration.

The attacker asked again:

"How are you doing here? Has anyone bullied you?"

Qingwen tilted her head and thought, those old workers were exhausted after work every day, and fell asleep after dinner, so they had no time to bully her.

Although it was very hard work here, everyone had a heavy workload and she was not the only one who was so tired. She was treated equally in terms of food and accommodation, without any deductions or bullying, so she shook her head.

The attacker then asked:
"What is Mr. Zhan's character like? Has he ever been unruly?"

Since that day, Qingwen never saw Mr. Zhan again. Thinking that he had no interest in her, she gave him a thumbs up and shook her head at the same time.

Only then did Xiren breathe a sigh of relief and feel relieved.

"In that case, we can rest assured."

"Mr. Zhan is indeed as good a gentleman as the rumors say. We don't have to worry about you getting hurt."

"We all know your embroidery skills. You must be outstanding among this group of people. Just work hard. Master Zhan will definitely notice your skills and promote you in the future."

"Don't just work all day long. Be smarter. Pay more attention to your aunts' interactions and find opportunities to get closer to them."

"Since the sisters Jinchuan'er and Yuchuan'er are favored in this mansion, it seems that the maids bought from outside are useless."

"As long as you behave better, it won't be difficult to get the attention of the aunt, ascend to heaven in one fell swoop, and escape from this place."

"Master Zhan has always been kind and generous. He has only been seen to recruit people into the mansion, but never to drive anyone out. Although you are unfortunately mute, you have also got your family deed back. If you can gain a foothold in the Zhan mansion, you don't have to be like us, living in fear all day long, fearing that you will offend some master or mistress and be driven out of the mansion."

Qingwen, Xiren and others were bought when they were young. They were all bound by death contracts and had no freedom at all. They could only accept whatever their masters arranged for them without any room for resistance.

Fearing that Qingwen would be implicated, Lai Dashi didn't want to have anything to do with Qingwen. Also, seeing that Qingwen was mute and of no use to him, he simply threw the death contract back to her.

This was done for Baoyu's sake, as she was afraid that Baoyu would come to her for revenge in the future out of old feelings. Otherwise, she would definitely make good use of Qingwen and sell her to a human trafficker to make a final profit, or even to a brothel.

Qingwen's fate made Xiren and the others feel sad, and they became more cautious in their actions.

They now clearly realize that even though Baoyu is the treasure of the mansion, the phoenix egg, there are times when he cannot protect them.

As expected, if you want to gain a foothold in the mansion, you still have to become a concubine!
Aunt Zhao has done many stupid things, but at most she has been punished and has not been really kicked out until now.

Qingwen thought back to what she had seen and heard in the past few days and sneered in her heart.

Not to mention getting close to my aunt, even eating has to be done on time, and going to the toilet has to be reported by raising your hand. How can I have any chance of ascending to heaven?

Mr. Zhan was indeed very generous to the embroiderers. He provided them with food, clothing, housing and transportation, and never beat or scolded them. But all they did every day was work. How could they have the chance to spend money?

As for wanting to climb up by currying favor with the master and the aunt, that is completely impossible!

She felt it was ridiculous and wanted to make a few sarcastic remarks to let them know what kind of life she was living every day, but she was unable to express herself, so she could only sigh and shed tears.

Xiren and the others thought she was feeling sorry for herself, so they hurried to comfort her.

After a moment of sisterly affection, everyone separated. Mr. Zhan took Baoyu and others to the front hall to drink tea and chat. Qingwen had no choice but to go back to the workshop and continue her endless embroidery work.

Because of the delay just now, a pile of clothes had piled up in front of her again, which meant that she might have to work overtime again tonight.

Otherwise, if you fail to complete the assigned tasks, you will be deducted money!

If you don't work hard, it's still unknown how much you'll get out of the five taels of silver!

Looking at the thick pile of exquisite clothes, Qingwen took a deep breath and felt very depressed in her heart, but she didn't know how to vent.

She was actually quite reasonable. Five taels of silver a month was indeed a lot of money. No wonder the old women around her had no complaints about this job.

But the problem was that she really felt she couldn't stand this job anymore.

I don't know who made this rule, but during the entire working hours, no one is allowed to talk or chat randomly to avoid affecting work efficiency.

At first, because she could not speak, she thought this rule was very considerate, but after a few days, this rule made her feel extremely depressed.

She had always been someone who couldn't control her mouth, and now that she was forced to stop talking, she felt like she had lost her ears here, and had become a deaf-mute.

No wonder all the people working here are women and old women, there isn't even a young girl!

This job is really not prepared for young people!

Under this contrast, she became more and more aware of the benefits of being a maid.

Her hands were flying as she continued to sew the hundreds of pieces of clothing with familiarity, but her mind gradually became empty and she began to recall all the good memories she had before.

With these beautiful memories, she can keep going and not drive herself crazy.

However, how old is she now and her experience is limited. How many good memories does she have in this life?
After recalling the perfect memory, various other impressive memories involuntarily surfaced and jumped into the mind.

After recalling it over and over again, the words that Lai Dajie said when she was drugged that day, echoed in her ears again and again.

"If you want to blame someone, then blame yourself for not knowing your identity and not knowing how to behave. You are clearly destined to be a maid, but you are unwilling to do so and always act like a rich lady."

"You are just a maid, what qualifications do you have to refuse?"

These soul-piercing scoldings repeatedly struck her mind, making her restless and her hands tremble uncontrollably.

Qingwen woke up suddenly, her heart sank. When she looked again, she found that the stitches on the designed pattern were wrong.

Oops!

error!
The pattern on the clothes has been ruined. I'm afraid my wages will be deducted again!
Qingwen glanced around nervously, and seeing that no one noticed, she shook her head to drive away all the thoughts in her mind. Then she carefully reinsert the needle and carefully hooks a pattern at the wrong stitch.

If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to find it at all. If you look carefully, you will only feel that the pattern complements the original one and looks even better.

Relying on her superb skills, Qingwen finally fixed the small flaw, then calmly placed the garment in the finished basket and waited for others to come and inspect it.

The special auditor made a round after a while, and when he saw that she had a finished product, he came over to take a closer look. As expected, he did not find any problems, so he took the clothing away and only left a qualified sign for the final assessment and performance evaluation.

Only after the reviewer left did Qingwen feel relaxed and continued to embroider another piece of clothing.

But as soon as his hands started to work skillfully, his brain immediately wandered off again and he blurted out Lai Dajie's words.

Qingwen kept working, but a thought suddenly occurred to her: Maybe... I did go a little too far in some things in the past.

Even being kicked out of the mansion before did not make Qingwen bow her head, but now, just a few days of Jiujiuliu made her suddenly feel regretful.

This life is really tiring!

(End of this chapter)