Volume 1 Chapter 145: Who Are You (Part 1)

  Chapter 145: Who Are You (Part 1)

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  Vibrant red lips blew on the still-wet ink marks and handprints on the paper, Qiu Sanniang looked at Bai He's purple ink and whispered to one side, a smile emerging from the corner of her mouth. Regardless of whether this decision was right or wrong, at least for now, her mood was very relaxed.

  "Xiao Yi, you must think I'm very bad, right? Few words." Qiu San Niang liked to say some heart words to Xiao Yi because Xiao Yi was simple.

  "...Little Yi looked east and west, under the gaze of Qiu San Niang who was following behind her, she was forced to say a sentence, "Miss, are you thirsty? I'll go pour you some tea?" In fact, this was already an answer to Qiu San Niang's question.

  "Little clothes." Qiu San Niang pretended to be stern.

  "Miss, you're not... still okay." It's just that her mouth is bad, and she never does good things straightforwardly.

  Qiu San Niang was amused by Xiao Yi's words, "Can I or can't I?" The answer is clear in her mind, but she finds it interesting.

  "If you really let me go, will you keep your promise?" Thinking of this master being clever and reliable with his words. However, Mozi was not just anyone. She saw that when Miss spoke to her, not only did she smile on the surface, but also felt joyful in her heart.

  "When did I ever not keep my word?" Qiu San Niang threw a white eye, "Besides, I've figured it out. This Mozi isn't material for being a maid, and I'm not material for being her master either. Yesterday when Old Wang Fei wanted someone to go slap her, I got angry, really can't stand her letting others bully her. Think about it, in this wangfu now, I have to be careful every step of the way, that little life of hers, one day I might not even be able to protect. The sale contract is in my hands, if Old Wang Fei or my mother-in-law asks me for it, can I not give it? The struggles within the inner courtyard are all secretly ruthless, just look at my mother and you'll know, she was tortured to death. She's like me, most annoyed by these pointless things. I'm still bearing the title of Third Young Madam, but she's so clever, yet born as a maid, who can't be manipulated? Might as well let her go, no one will be able to pick on her or cause trouble."

  "Miss, I thought you were listening to fortune-telling." Xiao Yi blinked her small eyes.

  "As for fortune-telling, it's hard to say what's true and what's false. I'm a bit of both believer and non-believer. As for Mozi's identity, I've always had my suspicions. But you know me, I've always been one to follow my heart, rarely saving someone without reason. However, the more time passes, the more I feel she's not ordinary. Even if I didn't let her go, it was only a matter of time before she left anyway. It's better this way, sending her off with good intentions, and also fulfilling her wishes." Qiu San Niang carefully folded the agreement between her and Mozi, placing it in the wooden box where Xiao Jin usually slept.

  "Why don't we just return the deed of sale to her then." What conditions would be added?

  "Xiao Yi, she's the kind of person who can earn back 200,000 taels of silver from scratch. Of course, it has something to do with luck, but it's also her skill. I gave her 2,000 taels, if she can't even make 5,000 taels, then she'd better stay by my side obediently. Besides, am I not a good person? By letting her go like this, wouldn't I become a good person? That won't do.

  Jiang San Niang was the kind of person who liked to stir up trouble. She didn't care how others looked at her, nor did she care how Mo Zi looked at her. She thought that gentleness was the weakness that made people most easily swallowed by this world, and she had to overcome this weakness."

  Purple ink will eventually leave. She appreciates this little girl, but she doesn't expect that after people leave, there will be such a deep bond as today. Xiao Yi, Bai He, and Lu Ju will all have their own homes. In the end, she will be like her mother, walking alone.

  No deep connection, no attachment, no regret.

  If kindness won't be rewarded, then why bother humiliating oneself? Just think and act as one pleases.

  After Mozi finished speaking with Baihe, Baihe sighed. She didn't mention anything about the engagement, only that her grandmother wanted her to move out of Mochen Residence tomorrow and asked Baihe and Lüjù to help with the moving.

  Her palm was pressed. Although she was in a dilemma in front of Qiu San Niang, things were actually going more smoothly than she had imagined. Firstly, she didn't expect it to happen so quickly, and secondly, she didn't expect that Hong Yu would be handed over to her for full responsibility. She thought someone would be sent to supervise her, but the contract didn't mention a word about it. If it wasn't in black and white, there was room for maneuvering.

  What good thing did Qiu San Niang encounter? Mo Zi said mysteriously.

  What's wrong?

  It is stipulated in the contract that if the profit from the ship exceeds 5,000 taels, the excess will go to her - Mozi.

  To her great surprise, she forgot to haggle with Qiu San Niang. After some thought, it was unusual for someone who had always been stingy and petty to come up with such a generous offer. But she couldn't be like a parasite, just like Xiao Yi, thinking that Qiu San Niang would keep her word, or maybe it was because of her ignorance of the shipping industry that led to this wrong decision. Anyway, this contract was her final showdown with Qiu San Niang. Whether it was worth it or not, she didn't care. The silver could be earned privately, and even if it all went into Qiu San Niang's pocket, it didn't matter. What she wanted was just a chance to walk out; a chance for a woman to live a leisurely and secure life.

  Originally a ten-year contract, but in just over half a year, it has become loose and unable to withstand a single blow. A year, long or short, is indeed a relative concept.

  The next day, Mozi moved into a small cottage behind the bamboo forest.

  Because the house was usually uninhabited and used to store miscellaneous items, it took a lot of effort to clean up. However, all the furniture was readily available, and there were four rooms in total. The bamboo forest served as a natural screen, making Mozi's new residence a small independent courtyard. One room was used as a bedroom, one as a workshop, and the other two for storing miscellaneous items.

  Bai He was very enthusiastic and said "Why don't we set up a small kitchen?"

  Mozi loves to eat, but her cooking skills are at the level of a military canteen's big pot rice. She is not picky about food, but after eating Baihe's cooking, she absolutely does not want to eat her own cooking unless she has no other choice. Using the excuse that living alone would cause dissatisfaction among others in the household, and since Muke Residence is just outside the bamboo forest, she doesn't mind going there to eat, so Baihe gave up on the idea.

  Green Chrysanthemum also said, anyway it won't be long before moving back, no need to bother.

  Mei Zi could only smile wryly. She thought to herself, this time, if nothing unexpected happens, it's likely going to be a whole year.

  I stayed here for a few days and found that there are many advantages. The tranquility is of course not to be mentioned, except for the birds chirping, I couldn't hear much human voice. Only once, some girls from the Xiao family came, surrounded by a group of maids, their laughter was like tinkling bells, echoing into the bamboo forest. Also, there's nothing much to do. Qiu San Niang said she sent her to take care of the bamboo forest, but this kind of plant is so overbearing, once it takes root, no other grass grows around it, where does it need her care? The bamboos are lush and green, not lacking in nutrients, shining under the sunlight. Every day, I get up early, stand in front of the few rows of bamboo in front of the Mingzhi residence, carry a hoe and a water bucket to take a stroll around, that's considered completing my task. The rest of the day is mine, reading books, carving wood, and even taking a nap. When it's time, I go eat, and don't need to wash dishes.

  The first day or two were fine, but by the third and fourth days, I started to feel bored. By the fifth day, when I woke up from my afternoon nap, it was already dusk, and I found myself staring blankly at the swaying bamboo leaves. It's no wonder that southerners can't match the bravery of northerners, and the southern way is even more corrupt from top to bottom. In the elegant music of Jiangnan, one's fighting spirit will be completely worn away - where can you still find the heart to serve the country and its people?

  On the sixth day, when it was barely light, Xiao Yi came to the front of the house and saw Mo Zi holding a saw and gesturing on a bamboo stick.

  "What's the bamboo for?" She thought Mozi only liked playing with wooden beads.

  "Be a ladder." Meizhi turned back to Xiaoyi with a smile, "If you don't come again, I'll climb the wall myself." This was no joke. Nowadays, every minute counts, and she only had one year to make money, having already wasted five days.

  "It would take a very tall ladder to reach it." Xiao Yi looked at the top of the wall and then at the bamboo.

  Purple swung her index finger, "Can't be an ordinary ladder, too easy to be discovered. I want to make a foldable sliding ladder." How to do it specifically, depends on practice to verify the theory. Hopefully won't have to experiment too many times and cut down the bamboo forest.

  She slightly shook her shoulders, indicating that she was not interested. She spread out her palm, and in it were two silver notes. "Miss gave them to you." She also said that the dock wouldn't be built in just a few days, so why not stay at Wang Qiulou instead? It's more convenient for going in and out. You can come back in three or four days and show your face to others.

  "What would you say if someone asked about me?" Although she was sent to this bamboo forest for convenience, if she didn't show up for several days, the maids in the house would definitely be suspicious.

  "Miss had you come over here to receive punishment, but with three meals a day, it seems the punishment is too light. Today, it will be announced that you will do hard labor in the bamboo forest to reflect on your mistakes, and from now on, I will bring all three meals to you." Xiao Yi conveyed Qiu San Niang's words.

  Qiu San Niang also racked her brains.

  Mozi, however, was more thorough in her consideration. "Xiao Yi, if there's nothing particularly important to attend to, I'll come and go every day. If any of the maids with a curious streak were to take notice, it wouldn't be good. Let's wait until everyone gets used to me only showing up once every few days, then we can discuss living arrangements outside."

  "Suit yourself." Xiao Yi nodded towards the high wall with her mouth, "Miss wants you to go take a look at Cen Er's side. Do you want me to send you over today or wait until the ladder is built?"

  Mei Zi smiled mischievously, "Rarely see you being humorous. Of course, thanks to you sending me over the wall, this ladder is quite something."

  Mozi returned to the house, put away the tools, and took out the backpack for changing clothes. He stood under the wall with Xiaoyi, looked up at the eaves, and thought that flying over the roof was something he could do less and less often.

  Xiao Yi grasped Mo Zi's arm and said "hold on tight", then took a deep breath and charged upwards.

  Mozi listened to the sound of the wind again.

  Such a wall-jumping action, Xiao Yi had done countless times, and Mo Zi as a passenger was also taken countless times. Although Xiao Yi sometimes had fancy moves and often landed freshly, today he didn't have the perfect landing like an Olympic gymnastics champion.

  When Mozi suddenly felt that his body, which was about to land, had lost its support, the only thought that came out was that nothing is absolute, even if the same thing has been done a hundred or a thousand times, the probability of triggering a major accident is extremely low, but it's not completely impossible.

  The acceleration of gravity made her head down, the soldier's instinct, Meizhi hard pressed his upper body back, and lifted his head. Both hands patted first, and then flipped over on the spot, bent waist and knee to kneel. After excellent rescue, he turned his head to settle accounts with the lost clothes, but found that behind him, except for grass and walls, there was no one at all.

  What's going on?

  "Why must you go to such great lengths, young lady?"

  The man's voice can also have the beauty of pearls falling on a jade plate.

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