Except for being a little stunned when I saw the place where the account books were originally placed on the table in the study room was empty, I didn't feel much at all.
That's what doing things for others is like.
If you do well, it is within your ability and you should deserve it. If you do poorly, it means you are not dedicated and do your duty. Others ask you to do it because they think highly of you, and if they don't let you do it, it is naturally a matter of one sentence.
After dinner that night, Qiao Mingjin walked towards the study out of inertia. When she came to the door, she held up the lamp and looked inside for a while, then turned around and returned to the room.
But that night in Zhou's mansion, facing a pile of account books, the old lady looked through each account book very carefully.
After reading this, the expression on his face was full of expressions.
The old lady herself is the daughter of a businessman. She has been exposed to it since she was a child. She has learned to read accounts and abacus since she learned to read. When she got married, she was given a lot of property in the shop as a dowry. The old lady took care of the dowry shop and looked at the account books.
It's beyond ripe.
After her marriage, she took charge of Zhou Guan Zhongfu and managed the family business for the old man. After the old man left, she took over the Zhou family's huge family business.
Reading a few account books is not a piece of cake for her?
The old lady originally thought that Qiao Mingjin had other thoughts and was making some preparations for entering the mansion.
Unexpectedly, she just treated herself as a cashier, without doing anything, and couldn't find any other thoughts. Moreover, this cashier seemed to be a powerful cashier, and even she couldn't see any problems in some areas.
It was she who found him.
The old lady's face was complicated and difficult to explain.
It's just that the old lady will never admit that there is a woman who can do better than her in accounting.
Just at this moment, Mother Lin, who was standing by her side, said: "Ms. Qiao is really a good director of the house. This account book is better than the one that has been in charge for many years. It is the general account room in the mansion.
I'm afraid I can't compare to her."
When the old lady heard this, her face became angry, she snorted loudly, and threw the account book away from her hand.
Said: "Marry a virtuous wife to take care of your six sons and inherit the heirs. Is there a lack of accounting room in the house?"
Seeing the annoyance on the old lady's face, Mother Lin closed her mouth tightly again.
Then I heard the old lady say: "Have everything been arranged?"
Mother Lin nodded: "Everything has been arranged."
After hearing this, the old lady took Mother Lin's hand and entered the inner room.
The next day, after she was free, Qiao Mingjin assigned homework to her daughter and Mingqi, asking them to draw red and practice abacus. She got up and went to the workshop to check. Zhou Yanqing was not here, so she had to run more and take a closer look.
She didn't return home until just before noon.
At about the same time as yesterday, the rumble of a carriage was heard outside the door again.
Qiao Mingjin frowned and looked carefully on the desk, in the room, and under the desk. He didn't find any missing account books. Then he left the room.
As expected, he was from the Zhou Mansion again.
It's just that the two people who came today were not the two people from yesterday. Instead, they were replaced by a middle-aged mother and a pretty maid of sixteen or seventeen years old.
Mingqi and Wan'er were both in the room.
Yue Zhongyao has been getting along well these days, and Wan'er doesn't dare to go to Yue's house for a meal.
I wonder if people from the city are new to the courtyards of rural people. Just like the two people who came yesterday, these two people also looked around as soon as they entered the courtyard.
Today, the two people looked at them more wildly than the two people yesterday. They wished they could pull out one or two things from their Zhou family.
The middle-aged woman who looked like a housekeeper seemed to have her eyes fixed on Qiao Mingjin. She looked at her carefully.
Wan'er was so frightened that she clung tightly to Qiao Mingjin's side and hugged her thigh.
Ming Qi looked fierce. When the other party looked at her, she stared at the two of them with wide eyes.
Only Qiao Mingjin stood aside and looked at them coldly.
The middle-aged woman was dressed very decently. I wonder if she belonged to the old lady's room or was the proud one in front of some other lady in the house.
Her hair is covered with gold and silver hairpins. There are also two heavy gold bracelets on her wrists, and the jade rings on her skirt are all beautiful and watery.
I don’t know if it’s to show off their wealth or to open the eyes of rural villagers. This all-over jewelry looks just like the landlady from a nouveau riche family in the countryside.
In Shanghe Village, there are two or three women with a lot of land at home. They often have hairpins and go around with their wives and girls. They want everyone to show off their good looks, and they have to make others jealous before they are willing to turn around and go home.
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The maid in front of me is not that tacky, and she doesn’t have so many hairpin rings on her head. She wears an apricot-yellow skirt, has a jade hairpin in her hair, and two or three flower buds, which is refreshing. She also has a jade bracelet on her hand, which makes her every move.
The room is very elegant, and she looks like a young lady from a small family.
No wonder he would rather marry a servant girl than a girl from a small household.
This upbringing was not only prepared for the master of the family, but also for the married aunts. Naturally, it was cultivated with great efforts.
"What's the matter with you two here?"
Seeing that the two of them were silent, Qiao Mingjin had no choice but to speak up first. She was free, but she didn't want to waste time like this. Who could be bothered to waste time with a bunch of unknown people every day?
"Are you Mrs. Qiao?"
The middle-aged woman asked.
Qiao Mingjin nodded towards her.
The man looked at Qiao Mingjin's face again, then turned to look at Wan'er, who was leaning against her side.
The maid then smiled and took two steps forward: "Is this your lady's daughter? She looks exactly like your lady."
He walked to Wan'er in two steps, leaned over slightly and said, "Is your name Wan'er?"
Wan'er looked at her harmless face and nodded timidly.
The girl reached out to touch Wan'er's head, but Qiao Mingjin took her daughter and took a step back.
The girl's hand dropped. She raised her head and glanced at Qiao Mingjin. Qiao Mingjin also raised his eyes to meet hers.
The man quickly moved his eyes, smiled at Wan'er and said, "You're so good. Where is your father? Is he on the ground?"
Wan'er raised her head and glanced at Qiao Mingjin this time, not knowing whether to answer or not.
Seeing the two of them like this, Qiao Mingjin didn't know why they were here, so she asked, "Are you two okay?"
Seeing that she couldn't get the little thing to talk, the maid straightened up and returned to the middle-aged woman.
After hearing what Qiao Mingjin said, the woman said: "We are from the Zhou Mansion. I am in the old lady's room, known as Mother Zhao. This girl Liu'er is the girl in our Sixth Master's courtyard. She usually serves our Sixth Master personally.
Yes. We are here to talk to Mrs. Qiao."
When the woman finished speaking, Qiao Mingjin glanced at her and then turned to Miss Liu'er next to her.
This personal waiter bites her teeth clearly. If she pretends not to understand, I wonder if the two people in front of her should explain it to her.
As expected, these personal attendants are all carefully selected from thousands of places.
When the mother surnamed Zhao saw that Qiao Mingjin didn't answer, she walked towards the side room in a familiar manner: "Our old lady asked us to come and talk to the madam. The madam won't be reluctant to pour me a cup of tea, right?"
Qiao Mingjin looked at the posture of the two of them and was afraid that they would not leave until they finished what they said. She was afraid that there was still a lot to say.
Then he signaled Mingqi to boil water to make tea.
Looking back at the two people, they had already looked at several wing rooms.
Except for the wing that serves as a warehouse, which is usually locked, the rest is just a secret.
The two men also looked inside the door of the main house, but did not go in. Soon they also looked into the backyard and took a look at the kitchen.
Qiao Mingjin didn't go with them, and she didn't have anyone behind her, so she let them look at her freely.
Those two people didn't want to live in a country house. The yard was neatly kept.
Unlike ordinary farmer's houses, where the courtyard is covered with yellow mud, with higher sections and shallower sections, the courtyard of this house is paved with bluestone slabs.
The kitchen is also neatly tidied, with large and small pots, woks, steamers, iron pots, copper pots, flat pans and casseroles... There is a row of wooden forks nailed to the wall, and various spatulas, spoons and pot lids are hung neatly.
, and various cutting tools.
There are big and small, cut and chopped, long and short.
It's a little smaller than the kitchen in their house, but it has all kinds of utensils.
There are some things that they have never seen in their Zhou Mansion.
The two men looked at each other, each feeling confused.
The one named Liu Er tightened the handkerchief.
The sixth master didn’t know how much money he filled in. Isn’t this something that a country family should have?
The Liu family got the attention of their master because of her in the house. Although the money brought back was a lot, the family did not change much. Except that the land was a few acres more than before, the utensils in the yard, kitchen, and wing room were nowhere to be found.
Can it be compared with this one?
There was another room that was locked just now. I wonder if it was a warehouse?
I would rather ask her to open it and see how many good things have been moved in from the house.
The two of them saw Qiao Mingjin standing at the door of the wing, looking at them from a distance, with a smile on her face.
His face looked slightly unnatural.
But it soon recovered.
The two of them had won the favor of the old lady in the house, and they were sent here by the old lady, not to show their cowardice.
The two of them entered the wing room ahead of Qiao Mingjin.
Over there, Mingqi also made tea.
Qiao Mingjin didn't bother too much.
Normally, she would not serve hot tea brewed from this tea to people who came to her house in this weather, which was just a cup of cold boiled tea. Or she would add a spoonful of sugar or honey to it, or just serve mung bean water.
This person is so expensive and comes from a noble house. It's hard for him to accept it or not. He doesn't look like he's here to make friends.
The girl Liu'er smelled the tea in the cup. It burned her mouth, but she didn't dare to pour it into her mouth. Just smelling it, she felt it was a bit familiar.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, they all believed that it was the good tea brought by Mr. Liu from the house. Liu'er felt resentful in her heart.
He and Aunt Li were so close every day, but Mr. Liu couldn't see him. He had to go all the way to find a yesterday's flower who was married and had children.
The clothes she wears are worse than those of the rough lady in the house.
You can't find such a face and figure anywhere in Qingchuan City? Even in the mansion, you can pick up a few of them in every courtyard.
And all of them have clean bodies.
What is Mr. Liu thinking?
Is it really someone else’s wife who is the best? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
