Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 939 Hint? (3)
"Slaves are not afraid."

After eating, Maiya stood up on her own initiative, walked around the inner room, and took away the sweet potato skins after eating. There was a wooden bucket at the door. She opened the lid and threw the garbage in, so as to avoid coming in and out. , making her more trouble-free.

The snowflakes outside the window were a little smaller. Seeing that it was noon, Mai Ya yawned. She was really happy in the Northland. She could eat and sleep. Apart from worrying about the food and daily life of some of her own ladies, she couldn't do other things. There were many big things. The general solves it.

Qingli slept under the quilt for a while, and didn't get up until the afternoon. After washing, Maiya happily entered the door from the outside, "Miss, the snow has stopped, and there is a thick layer at our door. Almost all the people are dispatched, and they are sweeping snow."

With such deep snow, the carriage is easy to slip when going out. Qingli wanted to rest for a day, but she was in a hurry to go back to Fengyang and see Dongmei, so she could really feel relieved. After thinking about it, she decided to go out.

Pingyang is bitterly cold, and it snows twice every three days in winter. The resistance of the carriage in the snow is too great.There was no shelter on all sides of the sled, and when sliding against the wind, her cheeks hurt like a knife cut. After thinking about it, she didn't consider this way of travel for the time being.

"Miss, that alley is not too close to our place, so why not take a carriage."

Nanny Yu tried her best to persuade her that taking a carriage would only delay her for a while, and it was better than being blown by the cold wind, as her body could not stand the cold.

"Not in a carriage."

With Qing Li's words, Mammy Yu's face was full of bitterness, she covered her mouth and smiled, "Look at your talents, I won't take you with me when I go out this time, so you can stay and look after the house."

The servants in the yard shoveled snow with a shovel, put it in a dustpan, and transported it to the pond at home. A thick layer of ice had formed on it. Build a snowman.

Qingli entered the house, took a mask to cover her face, and under the dazed gazes of Nanny Yu and Mai Ya, she jumped onto the roof and quickly rushed to Dongmei The location of my shop, I haven't used the skill for a long time, and I almost forgot this skill.

What the prefect's wife said was the truth. Dongmei had followed Zhao Wanchun for many years and was taken care of. She not only got rid of her slave status, but also married into a wealthy family.The small workshop that the magistrate's wife mentioned is actually not too small. As soon as Qingli arrived nearby, she could smell the aroma of sesame seeds in the air. This small workshop sells sesame oil and sesame paste, and the business seems to be booming.

"Miss, what do you want?"

A boy at the door was sweeping snow. Hearing movement in front of him, he raised his head, thinking that Qingli was a nearby resident, and he came out to buy things in a snowy day, but he didn't look like his clothes. He said suspiciously, "Are you here to find someone?" Still asking for directions?"

"Find someone."

Qingli tightened the scarf on her head. This young man is quite clever. She smiled and said, "I'm here to find Dongmei. It should be your lady boss."

"Oh, you're looking for Madam, it's a coincidence that she's doing the accounting inside."

It was the Chinese New Year, and Qing Li was too embarrassed to bother others, so she rummaged through the space for a handful of copper plates, stuffed them into the boy's hands, thanked her, stomped the snow on her feet at the door, and walked into the shop.

There are not many things in the shop, and it looks empty. There is only a row of shelves at the entrance, on which are placed sesame oil and sesame paste in iron cans and porcelain bottles. In the corner, there are several cloth bags stacked with white and black sesame seeds.

"If you want to buy something, just choose it yourself and settle the bill."

At the counter in front, a woman in a red jacket was lowering her head, thinking about the abacus in front of the oil lamp, making notes from time to time, Qing Li didn't want to disturb her, so she fell silent for a while and stood where she was.

"Have you picked it yet?"

Dongmei made up her mind, but she didn't hear anything. She raised her head and saw a white figure standing next to the shelf. She thought to herself, the people around are not particular about it. Who would wear white fur to go out unless it belonged to a rich family? Miss, it's a pity that there are no around, only a little wealthy small family.

"Sister Dongmei, it's me."

Seeing that the other party had settled the matter, Qingli took a step forward, revealing half of her body, leaving Dongmei stunned. After a while, Dongmei wiped her tears and said, "Miss Qingli, slaves don't dare to be a sister, we Miss, she..."

"Sister Dongmei, you are not a slave now, why haven't you given up the habit of calling yourself a slave?"

Qingli made a joke, and Dongmei asked the snow sweeper outside to take care of the shop, and she took Qingli to the backyard.From the back door of the store is a patio, and there are three rooms in the small courtyard behind, where Dongmei and his men usually live here.

The man Dongmei married was the bastard son of a wealthy family, and he was honest and responsible, but he was not liked by his mistress, so he was separated early and worked alone, so he got such a workshop. The common people join in, and those who do more will supply grocery stores farther away. They are not considered rich, but they have no worries about food and clothing.

The family Dongmei married was carefully selected by the prefect's wife. After she married in, she didn't have to serve her parents-in-law, and she didn't have a difficult sister-in-law. It was just the husband and wife living together. At the beginning, she was always absent-minded. She walked away without saying a word, guarding against her, and made her feel depressed for a long time. It was her husband who kept silently accompanying her, which made her feel better, and gradually regained her former cheerfulness.

"Miss Qingli, a servant is a servant. If our lady comes back, the servant still wants to go back and be a nun."

When this matter was brought up, Dongmei cried again and again, and Qingli couldn't comfort her. I heard that Dongmei had been with Sister Chun'er since she was very young. This kind of master-servant friendship of more than ten years is profound. When Mai Ya gets married, she will be sad for a few days.

Dongmei is quick-witted. The side hall for receiving guests is decorated in a very homely way. There are not too luxurious utensils, which is very interesting. There is a pot of flowers and plants under the window sill. You can see green plants in early winter, adding to the atmosphere. There is a lot of life, and there are several murals hanging on the wall. There is a picture of Aoxue Hanmei, which is suitable for the occasion, and there is a line of small characters below it. Sister Chun'er's words are correct.

"They're all slaves. When you cry, you forget the business. You can have a cup of tea. It was given to the slaves by the madam. The taste is not bad. Our lady likes it very much."

Dongmei stood up, made a cup of hot tea, and served refreshments. Seeing Qingli staring at the paintings on the wall, tears came out again. Before she got married, the wife asked her what she wanted, she thought about it, and just Take away Miss's favorite paintings in daily life, frame them and hang them in the side hall. When you see the paintings, you can think of your miss, and remind her not to forget the kindness that miss has shown her.

(End of this chapter)