Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

Di Qing did not deceive Lin Xiaoyue and explained to her clearly that the retired soldiers he introduced to her were all injured, either missing limbs or alone and homeless.

Lin Xiaoyue said yes.

If she had known about these people, she would not have bought them.

The two of them chattered for a long time amid the speechless expressions of Doctor Qiao and Doctor Li, and only stopped when Chun Xing came over to call people for dinner.

At the dinner table, Xiaocao and Ergou also made allocations for the three families. The one who stayed in Yongzhou City was a family of five named Liu. The healthy old man Liu could be the doorman, which is equivalent to a modern doorman.

On weekdays, my duties include receiving visiting cards and opening the door for the host.

The couple were both young and were responsible for cleaning and doing miscellaneous work in the village mansion. When they were free, Liu Dacheng could also reclaim the area in the backyard that was originally reserved for flower shops and plant seasonal vegetables. Anyway, Lin Xiaoyue had no interest in flowers and plants. Instead of wasting the land, she would be happier to plant something practical.

Sure enough, upon hearing Xiaocao's arrangement, although Lin Xiaoyue said nothing, she nodded repeatedly. It was obvious that this move pleased her very much.

Liu Dacheng's wife, Deng, was in charge of the kitchen, shopping, washing and cooking. Since there were not many people in the family, she and her two children were enough to help her.

In addition, Lin Xiaoyue still lives in Xianyu Villa on a daily basis and only comes to Yongzhou City for a short stay occasionally. If she moves here to live permanently one day, it won’t be too late to add more people then.

The Liu family naturally complied with all the arrangements made by their host.

To be honest, the master is quite lenient. These are just daily chores and are not harsh or strict requirements. After they have finished their duties, the master does not restrict them for the rest of the time and they are free to do whatever they want.

The other two families listened attentively, and couldn't help but feel excited as well.

Taking advantage of the meal, Lin Xiaoyue asked them to recognize each other and introduced her family members to them, to avoid being turned away by their own family members when she was not around.

After recognizing each other, everyone sat at the table to eat, one table for the hosts and two tables for the servants. Deng wanted to serve her, but Lin Xiaoyue decisively refused.

Please, she didn't need help to serve the dishes when eating. She wasn't disabled, so why did she have to go through so much trouble? Moreover, she could have eaten a bowl of rice just by waiting for Mrs. Deng to pick up a dish for her.

After dinner, Di Qing said hello and went to contact the retreating soldiers.

Xiaocao, the idle sisters of the Lin family, and the hunter's young wife called the three families and went out to buy some clothes, bedding and other things for them.

As for Ergou, he only glanced at the drawings given by the dental shop in the morning, and went out to look at a few shops, but he didn't have time to finish looking. Now, after finishing his meal, he ran back to look.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Lin Xiaoyue asked two doctors to check on the brain-damaged child of the Liu family to see if he could still be cured.

She saw that the child was well behaved, but his reaction was slow. At 12 years old, he was still a half-grown child. If he could be cured, it would be like saving a broken family.

In addition, the man in his thirties from the Chen family broke his leg when he went hunting in the mountains. Now he has a limp. The two doctors might as well take a look at him. It would be best if the leg can be broken and reconnected. If not, don't force it. It all depends on personal fate.

Just like Di Qing, he had been lame for too long, and even though Doctor Qiao and Doctor Li wanted to treat him, the best time period had passed.

It wasn't a big deal. Since Lin Xiaoyue had asked, it was hard for the two to refuse. They could find time to show it to the two of them later. It would be a simple matter.

After the discussion, Lin Xiaoyue did not stay in the hall any longer. She got up and prepared to go back to her room to rest for a while.

Who would have thought that someone would be so tactless as to come to my door in the middle of the day.

Old man Liu did not go shopping with the others. He assigned the tasks, had his meal, and then went to stay in the gatehouse.

Who would have thought that as soon as he took up the post, someone came to look for the village chief. The other party was so arrogant and said as a matter of course that she was the village chief's aunt, and without waiting for him to announce herself, he wanted to break in.

How can this be possible? !

Although Old Man Liu was over fifty years old, he was in good health and his hands and feet were no slower than those of my old lady. Seeing that the other party wanted to force his way in, he immediately closed the small door without saying a word and went in swiftly to pass the message.

It was just a little bit away from hitting her proud upturned nose. Lin Xiaolian covered her chest in fear and took two steps back with the help of her maid.

A small doorman actually dared to give her the cold shoulder. Lin Xiaolian was so angry that her chest hurt and her back teeth made a creaking sound.

The little maid who was supporting her saw that she had made such a fool of herself, and secretly despised her, curling her lips in disdain, thinking: Oh, this concubine boasted to the master and the mistress in front of her how she had gained face in front of the village chief and how she was respected by the village chief. In the end, she was turned away before she even entered the door. I really don't know how this concubine had the nerve to brag.

Unaware of the contemptuous look from the maidservant beside her, Lin Xiaolian stared at the tightly closed door in front of her, frowning, and cursed Lin Xiaoyue dozens of times in her heart.

Just as the two were refused entry outside the gate, they stretched their necks impatiently and waited for a quarter of an hour before Old Man Liu leisurely and slowly opened the corner door to let them in.

Compared to the main gate, the corner gate is usually used for slaves of low status to enter and exit. Now Old Man Liu only opened the corner gate to let Lin Xiaolian in. Whose idea was this? Is there any need to explain?

Lin Xiaolian, who had just acted condescendingly with her chin raised to the sky, suddenly froze and her expression fell.

It should be said that Lin Xiaolian deserves it.

Ever since she was taken in as the nineteenth concubine by the master of the Mu family, a wealthy family in Yongzhou City, Lin Xiaolian, who thought she had landed on the throne, began to become complacent.

But at heart she was still a country bumpkin, and before she had even spent two days showing off, Master Mu disliked her for being boring.

It is not difficult to guess what will happen to the concubine who has lost favor in the harem.

However, he was soon squeezed and bullied into a corner by the first wife and several favored concubines.

At first, Lin Xiaolian still treated herself as if she was in the old Lin family house, and she would start making a big fuss when things didn't go her way.

But after being beaten up several times, Lin Xiaolian became afraid and learned the way to survive by keeping a low profile in the backyard.

She thought that she would just waste her life like this and never get ahead. But she never expected that one day, Old Lady Lin would come running to her happily and tell her with a beaming face that the third girl, that bitch, had some kind of shitty luck to be favored by the current emperor and was actually made a village lord.

Old Mrs. Lin didn't know what a village chief meant, but she couldn't help but hear people talking about how he was a high-ranking official.

As for what kind of official he was, and how high his rank was, even those gossipy women who were talking about him endlessly on the streets couldn't tell clearly.

But this did not prevent Mrs. Lin from using her own imagination.