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Chapter 4 Prostitutes

Seeing that the maid was anxious, Jiang Changning, who had long expected that Mrs. Zhuang would do this, smiled lightly and said: "If you want to squeeze them, just squeeze them, but you have to control the speed and don't go too far."

Mrs. Zhuang is a very controlling person, and her obedience made Mrs. Zhuang misjudge.

As soon as today's incident came out, Mrs. Zhuang saw her true face clearly and hurriedly arranged for someone to come over.

"I know, I have to push them to stick to the wall." Fu Cui went out with a happy smile.

"Girl, look at this frivolous girl, she's almost floating." Fang Ju said with a smile.

Xiulan smiled and said: "It's great to have such a hothead like her here, so we don't have to argue with two women."

In the afternoon, Jiang Changning took a nap and continued painting the statue of Guanyin.

"You blind girl, where are you going?" Mrs. Qin's sharp and mean voice sounded outside the house.

Jiang Changning frowned. If she hadn't had a steady hand, this stroke would have been wrong.

If she made a mistake in one stroke, the painting would be ruined. She would have to paint it again, but she would not be able to make it in time for the birthday of the old lady in Yuezhuang next month.

Fangju was about to go out when Fu Cui's voice sounded, "Mother Qin, what are you shouting about? I don't know that the girl is happy? Can you bear to disturb the girl?"

"Oh, this little girl doesn't understand the rules. As a mother, can't I teach you a few lessons?" Mrs. Qin shouted even louder.

"Are you trying to teach me a lesson? Look at how you beat this girl until her face is red and swollen. Why do you have a grudge against her? Or do you want to beat the servant and humiliate the master?" Fu Cui hit the nail on the head.

"You damn girl who is spouting feces, don't accuse a good person unjustly. I came out of the old lady's yard." Mrs. Qin bit the word "old lady" very hard.

"I know that beating a dog depends on the owner. Come on, just watch the door carefully. Don't let the whole yard hear your barking." Fu Cui took the little girl and left.

Mrs. Qin didn't realize that Fu Cui was scolding her for a moment. When she realized what she was doing, she jumped up in anger and cursed: "Little whore..."

"Hey, my old sister." Mrs. Lin rushed over in time and covered her mouth. "You are not allowed to scold her. You will be kicked out. Even the old lady can't protect you."

"I was so angry with that damn girl." Mrs. Qin said bitterly.

"Go back to your room and let's discuss it carefully." Mrs. Lin dragged Mrs. Qin away, and the yard became quiet again.

In the evening, Jiang Changning went out as usual and went to Mrs. Zhuang's yard to have dinner with Mrs. Zhuang.

The little girl came. "The old lady was tired and didn't get up. She asked the girls to have their meals in their own courtyards."

Jiang Changning smiled and turned back to the small hall.

The old lady didn't want to see her, and she didn't want to see the old lady either.

"Chun Yan, Qiu Lu, take a few people to the kitchen and bring back everyone's dinner." Xiulan ordered two little girls.

According to the dealer's rules, Master Jiang Changning's regular dishes are three dishes and one soup, which is not too extravagant.

But the rules are just rules, and the bookmakers have broken them a long time ago.

Mrs. Zhuang ate alone, at least ten dishes.

Wu made an excuse not to compare with her mother-in-law, but there were eight dishes, all of which were delicious.

The life of the banker is very luxurious.

Jiang Changning watched with cold eyes, already seeing that the banker could not make ends meet and his descendants were useless.

As an outsider, she wanted to help solve the problem, but she couldn't do anything. She just hoped that the people at the banker could wake up as soon as possible.

The next day, Jiang Changning finished washing and took Fu Cui and four little girls to pay his respects to Mrs. Zhuang.

"Cousin." Mrs. Qin ran out of nowhere.

Jiang Changning glanced at her and said, "Xiulan, after Mother Zhou leaves the house, you will be in charge of this yard. Thank you for your hard work. Now the old lady has sent two mothers to share the burden for you. You should arrange the two mothers well."

"Yes, girl." Xiulan responded on her knees.

"Fu Cui, you have a lot to do, so just hand over some of it." Jiang Changning was afraid that Xiulan would suffer a loss, so he deliberately left the articulate Fu Cui behind.

"Yes, girl." Fu Cui responded, followed by Fang Ju.

After leaving the yard, I didn't go far when I heard someone shout: "Sister Ning."

Jiang Changning stopped and turned around to look. It was Zhuang Qingmei, the fifth girl from the second concubine of the Zhuang family. The corners of her lips raised slightly, "Fifth sister."

Although Zhuang Qingmei's name has Mei in her name, she is not charming in person, and her appearance is slightly heroic.

With thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose and a broad mouth, if you go out pretending to be a man, you will not arouse the suspicion of others.

"Sister Ning, I heard that Princess Runan came yesterday." Zhuang Qingmei walked to Jiang Changning and asked directly.

Jiang Changning's eyes flashed, Zhuang Qingmei seemed carefree and spoke straightforwardly, but she had never been like this in front of the old lady and the two ladies.

Does frankness vary from person to person, or is it still frankness?

"He's here." Jiang Changning said with a faint smile.

"Have you met Princess Runan?" Zhuang Qingmei asked again.

"seen."

"What did you say?"

Jiang Changning glanced at her, "I'm not familiar with Princess Runan, what can I say? It's just her asking questions and me answering."

"Third sister has met Princess Runan several times. Why doesn't the old lady let third sister accompany Princess Runan?"

"This fifth sister can ask the old lady later." Jiang Changning said with a smile.

Zhuang Qingmei choked and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

After a moment of silence, he said: "The old lady has her own considerations when doing things. We, as juniors, just obey her. It's better not to ask more questions."

Jiang Changning smiled, "Fifth sister is right."

After walking forward for a while, Zhuang Qingmei said: "By the way, Sister Yue is having a birthday party, and she said she would send a message to invite us to come and play."

Zhuang Juyue is the granddaughter of the late Mrs. Zhuang's cousin, and she studies in the girls' school set up by the Zhuang family.

According to the clan rules of the Zhuang family, the girls of the Zhuang family are initiated at the age of four and enter the school at the age of six. They do not have to go after they have hairpins.

Today, only the fifth-ranked Zhuang Qingmei and the fourth-ranked Zhuang Qingchan are still studying in the school.

In addition to the two of them, there are also some members of the Zhuang family and some girls from lower-level officials who are attached to the Zhuang family.

After Zhuang Juyue held this fourteenth birthday party, she would not go to school anymore, but would stay at home and learn the art of housekeeping.

After the haircut ceremony, an engagement will be made and a date will be chosen to get married. For example, the marriage of Zhuang Qingyu, the second daughter of the Zhuang family's eldest concubine, has already been decided.

"Sister Juyue is so polite, she even posted a message to invite you." Jiang Changning said with a smile.

"Sister Ning, what birthday gift did you prepare for Sister Yue?" Zhuang Qingmei said, reaching out to hold Jiang Changning's arm.

Jiang Changning avoided her hand by holding on to the wish-fulfilling hairpin in her bun, "I haven't thought about it yet, what gift is Fifth Sister going to give to Sister Yue?"

"I haven't decided yet." Zhuang Qingmei refused to disclose.

Jiang Changning smiled at the expected answer.

When the two sisters walked to Xifang Pavilion, they met the second girl Zhuang Qingyu and the fourth girl Zhuang Qingchan who were coming up from another road.

Both of them are girls from eldest concubines, and they both look like their biological mothers.

She has a melon face, willow eyebrows, almond eyes, and a enchanting figure.

Mr. Zhuang's preferences have remained unchanged for decades, and the concubine he took in half a year ago also looks like this.
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