The peasant girl is not strong

Chapter 254 Boss Request
Meng Zhaojun was depressed, and followed his mother back home. When he got home, the maid was supporting the carriage, and he didn't say a word to his mother who had already walked back to the yard.

Mrs. Meng was really angry this day. For the first time, she felt that the young daughter she gave birth to was not only stupid, but withdrawn and lacked gratitude.

Raising such a daughter who felt that she would not be grateful even when she was a child, and she will bear grudges just a few words, as a mother's heartache!

Mrs. Meng's pride was broken on this day, and the original high-ranking posture became the subject of being secretly laughed at.

She felt that when facing other wives in the future, she would no longer have the haughty posture and confidence in speaking she had before.

It turned out that there was a gathering between the wives for a period of time, and most of the time it was she who started to organize it. After the blows from her daughter these days, she could no longer focus on other things and concentrate on educating her daughter.

I want to change my daughter's bad personality and bad mentality.

After this day, Meng Zhaojun's mother ignored her at first, and later, except for the time when her husband taught her, her mother called her to go at other times.

Being stared at by my mother, I wanted to have some other ideas, but I couldn't do it for a while.

She was very depressed in her heart, and her jealousy distorted her mentality and wanted to destroy this traverser.

It's just... Although there are people around her, under the watchful eyes of her parents, there is no way to get rid of the little girl from the Ye family who is a thorn in her side.

It feels like the little girl is growing up more and more, she is definitely her opponent.

She should have cut off the little girl's wings before she was fully capable.

It's just that in the good education of the parents, there are bad thoughts, even if you can't think of a way, you can remove that person from the parents' stare.

Meng Zhaojun felt that she was still too weak to support some people to work by her side.

Because of being too young, I can't create some organizations, and my every move will be under the eyes of my parents. I can't make mistakes, and I will be used by others to hinder my father's future.

Meng Zhaojun had no choice but to let go of this idea in the end. Her mother suddenly and severely taught her that any idea could only be extinguished in the cradle.

While she was being watched closely by her mother, she didn't have so much time to imitate. Her imitation factory was no longer as prosperous as before, and there was a little danger of closing down.

The boss of that factory was in a hurry, and sent notes many times for the maid to tell, but he couldn't meet the daughter of the county magistrate's family in person. Seeing the way to get rich before, this daughter didn't give the blueprint.

The toys in other people's homes are constantly innovating to make more fun toys. Their factory keeps making the original toys, which not only wastes wood but also wastes labor, and cannot be sold.

The factory is facing the danger of closing down. Slowly, the workers can't pay their wages. The workers start to make troubles, and the boss is also anxious, but what can he do?

In the past, the efficiency of the factory was so good, and it was the drawings given by the lady. Recently, the lady did not give the drawings. Gradually, the pressure on them began to increase.

"Miss, this is a note from the owner of the toy factory."

When Liangchen received the note during the day, the young lady was in the madam's yard. She was summoned by the guard and secretly went to meet the shopkeeper. She did not dare to tell the matter in front of the madam.

As a maidservant, she is bold and careful, and some of the things that the young lady asked her to do before were all concealed from the madam.

Recently, the madam not only has been strict with the young lady, but also reprimanded their servant girls, and they are not allowed to leave the mansion without permission.

"Don't worry about him, Miss Ben is too busy to take care of herself now, how can she have time to draw for him."

Meng Zhaojun has not received any dividends recently, and he is unwilling to work for the boss for nothing.

"Miss, that person wants to give you an idea, and if it doesn't manage well, it will go bankrupt."

After all, Liang Chen has a kind heart. She also received a little money from her boss before.

If I rewarded her personally, I would say a good word or two for the boss at this moment. This is also a little compensation for the money received. If the lady gave up this factory, then the lady would have no other sources of income.

Even if it is an investment manor, the rice has not been harvested yet, and the wife will not give much money to the young lady except for the labor and the money to buy the fields.

Liang Chen would speak for outsiders, Meng Zhaojun stared fixedly at the maid in front of her, could it be that the people around her would betray her?

Secretly received a lot of benefits from this boss, and even received a commission for doing things for her?
Meng Zhaojun stared suspiciously at Liangchen, and said word by word with a small red mouth: "Are you from that boss?"

"Miss, I am wronged, miss..."

Liang Chen knelt down in front of the young lady with a "plop", facing the suspicious gaze of the young lady, she lowered her head and said.

"Then why do you still have to intercede? Don't you know that Miss, I'm already so busy that I'm going crazy after being stared at?"

An unknown fire rose in Meng Zhaojun's heart, but he actually vented his depression on this maid.

No matter how much you lose your temper and break things in the room, you can only use your eyes and words to doubt the maid!
"Miss, this servant is thinking of you, miss, some of the private house money used to come from the dividends of this factory. Recently, the lady invested in the farm, and there is no dividend from the wood factory. Only the little monthly money given by the wife... "

Liangchen said in his words that the daughter of the county magistrate's family has begun to be poor.

In the future, if you want to go out to buy things boldly, and buy the most expensive things without considering the price at all, you have to weigh it carefully.

Meng Zhaojun's complexion gradually improved after the maid's words, but the irritability in his heart was still the same as before.

The servant girl's words were correct. She got some money before, and she was so excited that she asked her mother to invest in the manor.

Not to mention that you can get corresponding economic benefits from other people's manors. The fields bought at a high price are the same as ordinary fields. Please seriously, there is no harvest yet, and they are still hiring people to work and invest.

Later, she went to the gold and silver jewelry store without thinking. Just like the previous time, she snatched Tang Shunyan's fancy items regardless of the consequences.

Although the things I bought were beautiful and worth buying, my wallet gradually became flat.

It can be said that in addition to the monthly money given by the mother, the money to be rewarded to the maid has to be weighed.

The previous generosity has become a thing of the past, and has a little more advantage than peasant girl mothers, status and small pitiful monthly money.

She shouldn't be content with the status quo anymore. If she doesn't break out and make money, one day he can really go to Kyoto with his parents.

What to compare with those rich girls?

It will make others look down on you, and you can imagine the feeling at that time now.

She must not be looked down upon by others. She is a time traveler, how could she live in such a desolate life?

With so many skills in her body, how could she be pushed to the limit because of the ancient people.

"Be stronger, become stronger..., must become stronger..."

Meng Zhaojun kept saying these words, walking around in circles in the room, the servant girls didn't dare to say anything when they saw the young lady like this.

She finally came up with a way. Since the boss can only do carpentry, there are horses in ancient times, and they can be drawn without imitating them.

The horses that Meng Zhaojun has seen are just ordinary horses, and he has never seen any BMWs.

But she heard that there is a BMW, and she has never really seen what a BMW is like.

It does not affect the white horse she painted, and the legendary blood red horse.

Meng Zhaojun painted very late that night, there was no other way, it was already night when he came back from his mother to the yard.

Finishing the painting late at night, afraid of falling asleep on the bed without washing it.

Liang Chen acted carefully, wiped the lady's hands and feet with a warm towel, and covered her with a quilt.

She is on vigil tonight. It turns out that tonight is a night vigil for the beautiful scenery. She has finished the paintings for the young lady and put them away. She will do this secretly the next morning, and she must not let the lady know.

Meng Zhaojun woke up again in the morning, not naturally, it was the beauty of the maid who woke her up.

She opened her aching eyes, and didn't blame the servant girl for waking her up, but her expression was a little sad. She was in the halo of Miss Qianjin, but she couldn't sleep until she woke up naturally.

Those who work can still have a rest day!
She, a young lady, is busy day and night, and after finishing the homework assigned by her husband, she is busier than the boys in the academy learning this and that from her mother.

Life is like a spinning top, but can you refuse in such an environment?
She doesn't know whether it's good or bad, but she also knows that her mother is doing it for her own good. At this moment, she has learned some management methods from her mother, housekeeper.

This is a job that every concubine must learn. Unless he dares to be someone else's concubine, concubines and concubines are not so lucky to be taught these skills by their aunts.

With too many skills, Meng Zhaojun can only accept strict training and look at the little girl with dark circles under his eyes in the mirror.

Looking at the little girl's skin in the mirror, it was white and ruddy, but it seemed to lack some luster. This was a point of her lack of confidence, and her skin was not as good as that of a peasant girl.

The genes of the parents are so good, and they have been taken care of so well since childhood. Could it be that they have the space and spiritual spring like that little girl?

By the way, Lingquan... the little girl can plant those flowers and trees so well, is it because of her golden fingers?

Honey is so delicious, it must be because the bees raised have drank space water.

Meng Zhaojun's guess is the truth.

Since I attended Tang Shunyan's birthday party, there was no banquet on her birthday.

People who knew about her birthday came to her with gifts, and her mother used her busy schedule as an excuse not to let her see some friends.

After that day, Mrs. Meng hadn't seen those rich ladies for a long time. Occasionally, some people came to visit, and they just left some people for a short chat to see off the guests.

It was always that one incident that made her unable to wipe her face away. She always felt that she was looking at others, with gossip and jokes.

Maybe those noble ladies understand that Mrs. Meng doesn't want to see them, and dare not talk about Miss Meng's family in front of Mrs. Meng, let alone the peasant girl of the Ye family.

Meng Zhaojun covered his mouth and yawned, stretched indecently and said:

"What about the good day?"

"Miss, Liangchen was on duty last night and went out early this morning."

Meijing answered Miss's words while dressing her up.

Meng Zhaojun also has some make-up skills to cover up the two dark circles on her face, so that others can't see that she stays up late.

She nodded after listening to the servant girl's words, Liangchen is the most prudent, let her handle things, she doesn't need to worry about many things.

Meng Zhaojun appeared in his mother's yard again. The weather was getting colder day by day. Mrs. Meng felt sorry for her son's going to school, so she asked her maid to prepare breakfast for her son to eat on the way to school every day.

The weather is cold and there is no snow, only the whistling north wind is blowing.

Meng Zhaojun and his mother were having breakfast at the dining table, while her father had already gone out to run errands.

The Spring Festival is getting closer and closer, and the magistrate of Meng County is getting more and more busy. This busy matter..., except that various places are starting to report the rice harvest in various places, this year's harvest may be better than previous years.

This kind of sound makes people like to listen to it, and it makes them pay attention to the weather changes, so that they can harvest the mature rice quickly.

Golden October is the harvest season. Mrs. Meng said to her daughter while having breakfast:
"The manor we invested in started harvesting rice today."

"Um……"

Meng Zhaojun never paid attention to the affairs of the manor. He had never seen farmers working hard in his two lifetimes. He only knew that if he paid someone else to do the work well, there was no need to put more thought into it.

"The manor you want to invest in, don't you want to know the harvest in the manor?"

Mrs. Meng's expression was calm when she spoke. In fact, it is impossible for a daughter who is only five or six years old to pay attention to the management of the manor.

Saying this is just to let my daughter not be anticlimactic in doing things.

"Mother, you always say that I'm too young to go outside. It's cold in the morning, and the sun is so hot. Do you want your daughter to go to the manor to watch it?"

Mrs. Meng didn't reply to what Meng Zhaojun asked, and she didn't say any more about this matter.

In addition to supervising her daughter, Mrs. Meng has already started to write letters to Beijing, and those who need activities must do so.

Soon after the harvest, it was her husband's busy schedule.

She, a virtuous housewife, also helped to handle it.

There is a little hint in the letter from her natal family that the family is expected to return to Beijing this year.

Mrs. Meng knew that this must be the hard work of the couple in the past few years, and it was also the husband's vigorous recommendation of wealthy families this year to build more manors and plantations.

The performance here is very impressive. This year's tax revenue has increased, and the tribute to the court has been smooth.

……

In the good weather these days, every household in Bushen Village is busy harvesting rice.

The Ye Family Manor is also harvesting. During the harvest season, those villagers who have fields will bring their mature rice home first.

Then choose to do part-time work, but the long-term workers working in the Ye family can't do it. They can only help the Ye family harvest the rice in the field first.

In the evening, we have to turn on the lights in the middle of the night, and take advantage of the night with our family to work hard in the weather without sun and rain!
When it comes to the harvest season, farmers are the hardest. In order to earn more money, part-time farmers work even harder.

The elderly and children in every household also got busy, helping to dry the rice and picking up the rice that fell from the fields.

While the manor was busy, the Ye family's sisters were also busy. They learned to read and learn to read and play musical instruments during the slack season, and let the husband have a holiday when the farming season was busy.

Of course, they will not cut rice in the fields and dry the rice like those long-term workers.

Knowing the hard work of farmers, they asked people to cook mung bean porridge and make more tea to send to the fields.

The wood factory in the village does not have holidays. The farmers who work in the factory can only work during the day and do family affairs after get off work.

Acer is the same, the manor is harvesting, and only night helps.

Their father and son are like rich men, but they will not stop working like rich men.

Only Mrs. Lai is the most idle person in the family, and he is always the one who can only point fingers and not work.

It was cold in the morning, and I didn't want to blow the cold wind. When the sun came, I asked the maid to lift up a chair and sit in the sun to bask in the sun.

(End of this chapter)