Chapter 163
Luo Yingying squeezed out a stiff smile, and raised her hand to touch the child's face: "Why are you here, you sister Luo, I don't have the money to buy you toys now."

"I don't want toys, I'm just worried about you." The child pouted, and handed her the egg he brought from home: "Here, my mother just cooked it for me, and it's still warm!"

Luo Yingying put it in her hand dully, and the temperature of the egg spread through her whole body along the palm of her hand. It seemed that since the accident, this child was the only child in the village who cared about her sincerely.

A gratified smile appeared on her face, and she returned the egg to the child: "Don't worry, I'm not so poor yet, you eat it quickly, it's good for your health."

The child pouted, and took it with some reluctance.

Luo Yingying was still immersed in emotion, but the next second the child blurted out, directly dragged her into hell.

"Sister Luo, are you leaving? Are you unwilling to share weal and woe with us?" The child's eyes were shining brightly, as if he was about to cry.

Luo Yingying's expression moved slightly, her smile and comfort disappeared completely, and she slowly bent down, even a little unable to control her feelings: "Who taught you to say that?"

The anger is on the top, and it is directly forcing questions.

The child froze for a moment, his lips parted slightly, obviously frightened.

She has a fierce fight with these children on weekdays, and she is very clear about their mental level.

There is only one reason for asking such a question now, that is, their parents let their children test themselves!

After making so many detours, they were just afraid that if they really left, they would never make money again regardless of this mess.

The clues in it were straightened out by Luo Yingying, but the more she thought about it, the more painful Luo Yingying's heart was.

I didn't expect that I had reached this point, and these villagers only cared about their own interests.

There was no expression on Luo Yingying's cold face. The child had never seen her look so serious, and burst into tears.

"It's my mother, it was my mother who asked me to ask..." The child burst into tears, crying heartbreakingly.

Luo Yingying choked up, seeing the child's pitiful appearance, her heart softened after all.

The grievances and grievances of adults should not involve children.

She hesitated for a moment, then took the little baby's hand: "Hey, don't cry, my sister didn't blame you."

The child was still sobbing, looking at Luo Yingying, full of grievances.

Luo Yingying raised her hand to help him wipe away tears, and said: "Go back and tell your parents, let them gather at the stage in the village later, I have something to announce."

The child didn't know why she did this, she just knew to be obedient, and she kept the egg, turned around and ran away.

Luo Yingying looked at the disappearing figure of the child, and her mind was full of thoughts.

This time, she will show the posture of leading the court to manage the village, so that everyone will realize their mistakes.

Soon, the villagers gathered in the center of the village, waiting for Luo Yingying.

Although Luo Yingying didn't inform Sang Yu, he hurried over when he got the news, for fear that this girl would be bullied by these unruly people.

As soon as Luo Yingying walked up, someone started booing.

"Miss Luo! Are we going to start business again?"

"That's wonderful! I haven't touched the loom in days, and my hands are itchy!"

Everyone leaned forward and laughed together, only Luo Yingying had a gloomy face, telling all the words buried in her heart.

"The matter of receiving orders cannot be advanced for the time being." Luo Yingying said truthfully.

This sentence directly touched the backs of everyone present.

"Why?! Even though the previous incident has subsided, everyone is still willing to buy our clothes!"

"Because you have already squeezed out all the cotton in the field!" Luo Yingying couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.

The villagers had never seen such a gaffe of Luo Yingying, and they couldn't stand it for a while.

The scene finally became quiet, and Luo Yingying spoke truthfully: "Immature cotton will not only affect the quality of the clothes, but also cause the loss of the harvest. Are you going to dig your own grave?"

How she wished her words could wake them up.

But the four words of stubbornness seem to be engraved on their bodies.

The villagers looked at each other, some surprised, some regretful.

But in the end, all the blame fell on Luo Yingying.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?! Even if we picked cotton a lot before, you should be able to see it!"

"This is your responsibility!"

For a while, Luo Yingying became the target of public criticism again.

Disappointment spread in Luo Yingying's heart, like countless tentacles, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"You..." Luo Yingying clenched her fists, bit her back molars, and tried her best to control her emotions.

"It's really a group of unscrupulous people!" Sang Yu jumped up lightly, wishing to teach them a lesson.

However, the villagers knew that Sang Yu didn't dare to do anything, and it was just to show his prestige, so they didn't take him seriously at all.

"Your Sun Moon Sect has harmed us to such a field, how can you compensate us?!"

These people became more and more unreasonable. Luo Yingying glanced at the faces of the booing crowd, and found that they were all the villagers who made money without conscience.

Feeling the magic power of profit again, greedy people have no power to fight back in front of it.

"Oh." Luo Yingying scolded coldly, she was so disappointed that she should give up.

"From today onwards, I won't take care of anything in the village."

These words came out of Luo Yingying's mouth, which surprised Sang Yu, and suddenly turned to look at this girl, not only didn't think she was cold-blooded, but also found it enjoyable!

She finally made up her mind!

But these words completely angered the people in front of them.

"How can you say that you don't care? If you don't care, how will we make money in the future?!"

All the villagers were frowning and hopping anxiously.

But Luo Yingying didn't show any emotion on her face, her voice was as cold as the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month.

"If you want to make clothes, you can do it. If you don't want to, the little money on hand is enough for winter."

"But remember, you can no longer use my name when making clothes, otherwise, I will pursue responsibility at all costs!"

She spoke eloquently, and every word she said seemed to have sentenced everyone present to death.

The villagers looked at each other indefinitely, and they couldn't sit still.

Because they knew in their hearts that Luo Yingying was in charge of the sales part, and because of what happened last time, people in the city now only recognize the goods in Luo Yingying's hands, which undoubtedly ruined their way of making money!

"Miss Luo, you..."

Some villagers realized that the situation was wrong and wanted to say a few good words to persuade Luo Yingying to stay.

But before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Luo Yingying.

"Every piece of clothing I own has a unique signature."

(End of this chapter)

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