I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 277

Mrs. An also thought of the poor child.

My heart couldn't help but be touched and felt a little soft.

She sighed: "That's true."

"Since you don't want to socialize, don't want to be with me, and drink and chat with those ladies, then go ahead."

Mrs. An looked at her daughter and sighed, "Ah-mother doesn't expect you to achieve anything great in this life. As long as you are safe and happy, Ah-liang will be satisfied."

"Mother, you are the best!"

Miss An threw herself into the man's arms like a young swallow returning to its nest, and was very intimate.

He didn't stop until he had coaxed Mrs. An into losing her temper.
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The next day.

Jiang An Ning brought gifts and visited Mrs. An in person.

"I embroidered a few autumn chrysanthemums with a new roll of silk thread and made it into a kang screen. It's in keeping with the season. I hope Madam An won't dislike it."

She smiled and asked someone to bring in the specially prepared kang screen for Mrs. An to take a look.

"Oh my! This craftsmanship is much better than before. It is so exquisite that I often doubt whether it can be mistaken for the real thing."

"How could I be so ignorant as to despise you?"

"I can't wait to like it!"

Mrs. An said angrily, "Nowadays, I can see that you are becoming more and more like a busy person!"

"Even if I want to ask you to make some ornaments or embroidery, it's hard to meet you."

"It is my honor to receive such a handmade screen from you!"

Jiang Anning smiled politely: "Mrs. An, you flatter me."

The two exchanged some pleasantries before going into the house and sitting down.

The maids brought up the tea swiftly and neatly, then left quietly.

"Why don't you see Miss An?"

Jiang Anning picked up the tea and asked directly.

"She is in the playful mood. It is not easy to see people before dinner time."

Mrs. An laughed and said, "I don't want to constrain her and make her learn those dignified etiquettes. Life is only a few short decades long. Even if you live happily as you please, how long can you live happily?"

"But now she is in Jiang'an County, and there is no one to put pressure on her. Let her do whatever she wants, and avoid more regrets in the future."

Jiang Anning sighed with envy, "Mrs. Pan really dotes on her daughter."

"That's really nice of you, Miss An."

"Miss An must also feel honored to have a mother like you."

Mrs. An laughed and seemed really happy to hear such compliments.

"If she could be as sensible as you and say nice things to make me happy, then I would be satisfied!"

She sighed unintentionally, "I'm afraid that even though I've been so devoted to her and have put so much thought into planning for her, in the end, it won't be as good as a few nice words from others."

Jiang Anning raised her eyebrows slightly.

She took a sip of tea and didn't respond.

Mrs. An seemed to realize that she had said something wrong. She laughed twice, picked up the tea, and took two sips to hide her embarrassment.

"If you hadn't come originally, I would have sent someone to invite you."

"I plan to take advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to organize a party and invite the more prominent ladies in Jiang'an County to the Taotie Tower to eat, drink tea, and watch singing and dancing. Later in the evening, we can rent a boat to cruise the lake and enjoy the lanterns. We can also invite some young students to come over and recite poems and write couplets, which is also a kind of elegance."

Mrs. An smiled and changed the subject, saying that she wanted to invite Jiang An Ning to the banquet: "I wonder if our great embroiderer Jiang would be so kind as to give me this honor and come over and sit down with us?"

"What a coincidence."

Jiang Anning refused without even thinking about it.

"I happened to have an appointment on the Mid-Autumn Festival. It was scheduled long ago, and it was really hard to break it."

She said apologetically, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Madam An."

"but……"

Jiang An Ning put down the teacup and said with a smile, "I happened to be hosting a banquet at Taotie Tower that day. If Madam An didn't blame me for being impolite, I would have gone over there and asked for a glass of wine."

"I'm already very happy that you can come and sit for a while."

Mrs. An always had a proper smile on her face, and she seemed to be expressing her true feelings: "I am old after all, and I always feel lonely. I always wish I could have a few more young people around me, so that I can talk and have fun all day long."

Jiang Anning has now developed the ability to speak differently to different people.

Hearing what Mrs. An said, she immediately smiled and said in a friendly manner: "In my heart, I have always regarded you as my elder, Mrs. An!"

"Over the past six months, thanks to your care, Madam An, Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop has been able to remain stable and prosperous until now."

Song Yao is still recuperating. Although he has woken up, his health is not as good as before.

Basically, I have to take a breath after saying two sentences.

The old doctor said that this was because the throat was pierced at the time. Although the patient was rescued and saved his life, he still had the root of the disease.

No matter how carefully you take care of it, it will never return to its former state.

Therefore, Chaohuang Embroidery Workshop was taken care of by Wei Qiuyue except in the beginning.

Later, Jiang Anning was responsible for most of the work.

Of course, Mrs. An's involvement was also indispensable.

For example, those big ship merchants... With Jiang Anning's connections and fame, even if he could attract merchants to engage in shipping, they would ultimately be small merchant ships.

Even with Wei Qiuyue's help in making connections and mediating, they still couldn't get along with those big ship merchants with aristocratic family backgrounds.

Even at the beginning, Jiang Qingqing's own family, after Jiang Qingqing's mediation, did not look down upon such a small embroidery workshop.

Even though this embroidery workshop had a name bestowed by the imperial decree, it now has a chief embroiderer who was appointed by the imperial decree as the number one embroiderer in Jiang'an County.

In the eyes of those who are used to wealth and luxury, it is still not presentable.

Later, it was Mrs. An who stepped in and the matter was finally settled.

Originally, Jiang Anning thought that Mrs. An wanted to get involved and take a piece of the pie.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. An only helped to make connections and introduced people to each other.

Nothing else was mentioned.

Later, Jiang Anning came to the door in person and presented a thick stack of thank-you gifts.

Mrs. An also decisively refused and did not accept it.

"Since you said you treat me as your elder, isn't it my duty to take care of you?"

"Why are we two family members talking about different things?"

Mrs. An was smiling, as if she really treated Jiang An Ning as her own junior.

"If you keep saying something so polite, I won't let you in again."

"Even if you come, I will beat you out."

Jiang An Ning hurriedly begged for mercy and said a few nice words, which made Mrs. An laugh so hard that she couldn't stop. Only then did the matter come to light.

The two of them talked a lot to each other affectionately.

It seemed as if their relationship was really close and they didn't have any hidden thoughts.

Mrs. An warmly invited people to stay for dinner.

Jiang Anning did not refuse.

After staying at the An Mansion for lunch, he chatted with people for a while until he yawned sleepily, then he stood up and said goodbye.

When Miss An came back, she ran into Jiang An Ning who was about to leave.

"Miss An." Jiang An Ning bent her knees slightly and greeted her colleagues with a friendly smile.

Miss An glared at the person, snorted, and swept her eyes over the person with disdain, with no intention of returning the greeting.

Jiang Anning was not annoyed either.

She stood up straight, politely made way and asked people to go first.

Miss An walked by with eyes that weren't eyes and nose that wasn't a nose, and said angrily, "Vixen!"

"Fox charm?"

Jiang An Ning's gaze drifted away with Miss An's figure, a faint smile spread across the corners of his mouth as he gently smacked the two words.

She really couldn't understand why Miss An, with whom she had never had any dealings, was so hostile towards her.

Still used the word "foxy".

It's really... very strange!

After Jiang An Ning walked away, Miss An turned around and slashed at her from behind.

"Why did this bitch come to your house? When did she come?"

"What are you doing again!"

Miss An swept her sharp gaze over the people around her.

Before this, she had suggested that Madam An buy Jiang An Ning outright, keep her in the back house, have her do work for her family, impersonate Jiang An Ning's embroidery, and take advantage of the opportunity to replace the reputation of Jiang'an County's number one embroiderer bestowed by the imperial decree.

Unexpectedly, when she wanted to please her mother and took the initiative to go to Jiang An Ning to talk about it, she was scolded and accused of being wishful thinking. And, and, and...

They arrested her and treated her rudely, causing her to suffer humiliation and torture.

Finally he was rescued by his mother.

No one dared to say a word. They lowered their heads, shook their heads left and right, looked at each other, and no one dared to answer.

"I'm asking you a question! You're all mute!"

Miss An got very angry at everyone.

After cursing for a while, he still didn't feel satisfied, so he kicked everyone one by one.

Then she saw that everyone was still lowering their heads, as if resisting her orders in silence, and she became even more furious.

She shouted, "Bring me my riding whip!"

"Today I want to see how stubborn you bitches are."

"I will teach you the rules, so that you won't get so nervous that you can't even tell who is the master!"

Miss An snatched the whip from her attendant and swung it at everyone indiscriminately.

Everyone felt pain and subconsciously turned their bodies to the side.

"You dare to hide?"

"It seems like you guys really have no rules!"

She pulled one of the men's hair with such force that it seemed as if she was going to tear his scalp off.

Then, he threw the man away, and when the man was about to fall, he swung the whip angrily, hitting the man directly on the face and neck.

"hide?"

"I told you to hide!"

"I'll beat you to death, you traitor!"

Soon there was a wailing in the yard. Everyone looked at the person who was pulled out by the hair and was about to be beaten to the point of breathing out more than breathing in. They all knelt down and begged, "Miss, please calm down, Miss, please calm down!"

However, their pleas not only did not gain Miss An's mercy, but instead provoked her to attack even more violently.

"What's the fuss about?"

Nanny Gui, who was beside Madam An, walked towards this side with a frown on her face.

She glanced at everyone, including Miss An, with a hint of displeasure.

With a sullen face, he walked forward very seriously and saluted politely and respectfully: "Miss."

She glanced at everyone again, with a stern face: "Madam is in the inner courtyard. She heard the noise over here and sent an old servant over to take a look and ask what's going on."

"Did these people do something wrong and make the young lady unhappy again?"

The word "again" she uttered sounded sarcastic.

Miss An was displeased: "They are just servants. I can beat them if I want."

"Do they have to do something wrong and make me unhappy before I can teach them a lesson?"

Aunt Gui laughed twice: "That's natural."

"Slaves are also human beings. If they are punished for no reason without any fault, they will certainly feel resentful."

She seemed to be respectful: "If there is no suitable reason, I am afraid that I will not be able to convince the public."

Miss An glared at the people, waved the whip a few times, and was about to say something.

"If the lady knew, she would be angry with you, Miss."

Nanny Gui's mild words immediately calmed Miss An down.

She sneered a few times: "I just asked them who had come to the house today? They all pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if they didn't hear me."

"Such contempt for the Lord."

Miss An raised her eyebrows with a hint of pride: "If you fail to fulfill your duty as a servant, shouldn't you be beaten?"

"The people below don't know their limits and have no rules. Miss, just send them away."

Aunt Gui looked respectful and said, "Why bother to teach him a lesson in person? If it gets out, it will be disgraceful and embarrassing."

"In the end, you just think I was wrong to hit them."

Miss An chuckled a few times and stared at Nanny Gui with cold eyes.

It seemed as if he would swing the whip in his hand into someone's face in the next moment.

Nanny Gui stood still as a mountain.

No fear at all.

"I'll go see my mother." Miss An was defeated. Like a proud rooster, she held her head high and tried to look down on others. She glanced at Aunt Gui and ordered in a cold voice, "Leave these servants who don't know the rules to Aunt Gui to deal with."

"I believe that Madam will give me and my mother a satisfactory explanation, right?"

Aunt Gui raised the corners of her lips slightly and bent her knees slightly: "I understand, Miss."

Although the words were clearly very respectful, the young lady always felt that people were mocking her.

She chuckled a few times, snorted coldly, and stomped away.

The inner court.

Mrs. An was calmly making tea.

"Auntie!"

Miss An ran in hurriedly, completely losing her composure.

Before he even entered the door, he was already sobbing and complaining about his grievances.

"These servants in this mansion are almost bullying me to death!"

"Mother, you have to make the decision for me!"

Mrs. An didn't even bat an eyelid, and continued to make tea smoothly.