After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

Sera silently made the horse take a few steps back, making sure that the rotten leaves would not fall to her before stopping, and began to watch the show with peace of mind.

Lizzie never expected that this group of people would rush out in such a bold group, and he never thought that it would happen on such an important day as the wedding. The security aspect was never considered at all, only the accompanying servants from the manor Barely blocked in the front to stop the crowd.

But in the face of a group of black slaves who may have an infectious disease at any time, the servants have panicked faces and seem to run away at any time.

The crowd who were supposed to watch the wedding suddenly started whispering.

"Oh my god, even though they are slaves, how can their masters not be cured of infectious diseases? What if they infect us?"

"Do you know how many laundry orders there are in Mawson Laundry every day? At that time, my husband thought it was cheaper than Miss Serra's next door, and sent his clothes to them for washing every time. Now it's all right, I have to go home and burn the clothes Now, what if there is an infectious disease?"

"Speaking of which, these black slaves are also pitiful. They only sleep for four hours a day. They are really worse than animals."

"Otherwise, look at Mrs. Josie, the mistress in charge, all the diamonds on her body are squeezed out in this way."

"Earlier, I heard that Mr. Lizzie was bewitched by his mistress, which made Miss Serra's life miserable. Now it seems that the rumors are true. He is such an old fool!"

Although they don't look down on slaves as human beings from the bottom of their hearts, this kind of oppressive behavior resonates especially among the working class, and many people's eyes on the Lizzie family have changed.

Those eyes were like sharp knives, piercing the whole family one after another.

Lizzie's skin was thin, and he stood up with a cane and explained: "All the clothes in the factory have been dried and sterilized, and there is no possibility of contracting infectious diseases. Don't worry, as for the workers in the factory, I will take them to the factory as soon as my wedding is over. The hospital sees a doctor, we are sick and treated, and I will definitely not pay a penny less."

If it was early, there would be no such thing, and none of the slaves present believed it.

"Master Lizzie, you're talking nonsense! You've put all your money into this wedding! Don't think we don't know!" a black slave shouted, "You don't have much money to treat us! You just squeeze us! We protest!"

This was also taught by her, Sera pursed her lips, trying to make herself look sad, even though her eyes were already full of smiles.

"Okay! Okay! Enough!"

Lizzie stomped her cane, her face flushed, "Say it! What else do you want!"

"Everyone needs to be treated! Nuo'an has a miscarriage due to the harsh factory environment. You have to pay comfort money and sleep for 8 hours a day! Lunch can't just be a little brown bread! We need some organic vegetables for nutrition! We need a big Order the dormitory!"

"What are you thinking!" Josie was the first to quit. She stood up abruptly and scolded, "We opened the factory to serve more workers. If you sleep eight hours a day, the accumulated Who will do the work? Who will pay back the money you bought back! Organic vegetables? That’s not suitable for you to eat, it’s good to have steamed buns!”

"Snapped!"

Somebody threw a rotten egg up and hit her diamond-encrusted chest fabric directly. The turbid egg liquid of the bad egg splashed out, and Josie froze for a moment.

"Ahhh!"

Three seconds later she screamed, tears welling up in her eyes.

Her nice wedding was ruined, and so was her expensive wedding dress!
Those wealthy people curled up in the carriages were covered by the carriages. Seeing this scene, they found a sense of security in a strange way, and began to whisper to each other, casting strange glances at the farce ahead from time to time.

Seeing her mother being beaten with eggs and being abused, Anna Xi couldn't help but get out of the car behind her, bravely stood in the open carriage, and blocked Josie with her body.

She was born weak and beautiful, and the appearance of her white dress flying in the wind was precarious, and the appearance of tears in her eyes made these black slaves feel embarrassed to throw things on her.

The aura of the Virgin that the protagonist has comes into effect.

"We will pay, but today is the wedding day that my mother has been waiting for for several years. It is very grand. Please wait until this matter is over and then come to the manor to collect the money, okay?"

Josie immediately gave her a hand, and whispered from behind: "Do you know that our income is still in debt? Every word they say will cost us a lot of money, and then who will pay for it?"

"Sister Sierra." Anna Xi turned around and looked at Sierra who was pretending to be a stranger at the back of the convoy, clenched her fists and cried, "We are all a family, and our family's factories are like this. , Sera, you can't stand back and stand up to face them."

"You came up with these methods of squeezing workers. You can't let father and mother bear it alone."

In an instant, Sera became the target of public criticism, and countless pairs of eyes looked at her.

She clenched the rein tightly, bit her lip tightly, and looked at a loss.

"I"

"I have no money."

Sera, who had already saved a lot of money in the bank, was extremely embarrassed. Compared with the glamor of that family, she only wore the simplest lace dress today. She didn't have much decoration on her body, but it was simple and elegant.

Comparing this look with Anna Xi's shiny skirt, it has long been a conclusion in the eyes of black people.

"Miss Anna Xi! Don't slander people, are you tired of always pushing your innocent sister to the forefront?"

A female black slave shouted in fluent Lirenni language, "Before Master Lizzy took Miss Serra's business, the factory kept three meals a day every day. There must be meat at noon. We wash our clothes again." We have plenty of time to sleep, our dormitory is big and spacious, everyone has their own bed, wardrobe and dresser.”

"what?!"

Not only Lizzie was stunned, everyone was stunned, only some people who knew the inside story showed no expression.

Which aristocrat would treat black slaves like this? It's been a long time, and I've only heard of Serra.

Carol, the tailor shop owner in the crowd, said: "I know, I know! I helped recommend her furniture! I also made the slaves' laundry, and the fabrics are all very good."

The matter was settled, and the way everyone looked at Sera began to change again, which was close to the look of looking at the big wronged species.

"How is it possible?" Lizzie said in a deep voice, "Where did she get the money? It's not all mine."

Khalida, who arrived on time to watch the fun, waved her fan and said, "Farewell, Mr. Lizzie, you didn't give Sera a dime of Mrs. Clemens's assets. This money is enough for her to buy several factories? How dare you say it with your money! Because she has no money to spend, she partnered with Orion in the mountains to open a butcher shop, and borrowed money from Rose Hill to open a factory. Now she is in debt. Let her pay back the money. Do you still want this old face of yours? ?”