Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

Hearing this, Meng Xiyue rolled her eyes, "Swindler."

She now provides jewelry samples to Shicuizhai, depending on her mood.

Sometimes I can have two or three sets in a month, and sometimes I may not even have one set in half a year.

Anyway, I can just paint whenever I want, without any restrictions.

This gave him more commission, but asking her to design a set every month didn't seem like she was getting much of an advantage.

After all, her style is a hit at Shicuizhai and its sales have always been the best.

“This is mutually beneficial for us.”

Zhou Chengjing smiled calmly, in fact, it didn't matter if she didn't design it.

This agreement was not written in the document; he just gave her a reason to accept the share with a clear conscience.

"Okay, then I won't be polite to you."

No one would complain about having too much money, and she also needs money to support herself.

"Then I'll be leaving first. If there's anything, send someone to let me know."

Zhou Chengjing said solemnly, "Since you regard me as your brother, then we are family. If you encounter any difficulties, you can go to the Zhou family."

"Okay, I've written it down."

Meng Xiyue nodded in agreement.

After Zhou Chengjing left, Cui couldn't wait to come over and ask.

"When will Mr. Zhou come to propose marriage?"

"He's not proposing marriage. What he said just now was to drive Jiang Chubai away. He won't marry me."

Meng Xiyue replied indifferently.

"How can this be possible? Jiang Chubai is gone, and he doesn't propose marriage. Isn't this just kidding me?"

Cui said sternly, "It will be hard to find a family like this again."

Although I am not willing that Meng Xiyue married so well.

But she also wanted to complete the task as soon as possible within a month, so that she could marry her off and feel at ease.

Besides, if she marries well, she can pave the way for her son in the future.

"Mother, this is only the first day, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I... you think you are still popular. There are people coming to propose marriage every day. I wonder if there will be anyone else who will come besides them."

Cui snorted coldly, he really didn't know his place.

The fact turned out to be just as Cui had expected. In the next ten days, no one came to propose marriage.

The original Jiang Chubai and Zhou Chengjing seemed to have never been here.

Now, Meng Qingge finally felt a little more balanced.

When she met Meng Xiyue who was about to go out that day, she stopped her on purpose.

"Fifth sister, ten days have passed in this month, and you still haven't found a marriage. What should I do?"

"Cold salad."

Meng Xiyue raised her eyebrows, "Second sister, do you know how to make cold dishes?"

"do not know."

Meng Qingge shook his head subconsciously, not understanding what nonsense she was talking about.

"Since you don't know, then don't worry about it, sister. You should worry about your marriage. After all, you are older than me and you should have gotten married a long time ago."

Meng Qingge heard this sentence clearly. It was a mockery of her for being old and still not wanted by anyone.

She is four years older than Meng Xiyue. She will be twenty after the New Year, which is indeed not young.

If you don't get married now, no one will want you.

Her face turned pale and she said angrily, "No matter what, it's better than marrying you."

"Yes, Second Sister is very talented, and the husband she finds must be a good one. So I wish Second Sister to find a good husband soon."

Meng Xiyue smiled and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

It was not until Meng Xiyue walked away that Meng Qingge realized, didn't she come here to laugh at Meng Xiyue?

How come in the end, it all comes down to me.

This Meng Xiyue is very eloquent. She wants to see if there is anyone willing to marry her.

Meng Xiyue walked out of the yard and walked along the fields not far away.

It is winter now, and there is not much farm work to do. The fields are endless and there are not many people.

Meng Xiyue came out alone because she wanted to be alone.

She walked to a small slope, sat down, and enjoyed this rare moment of silence.

Suddenly, she heard a faint cry for help.

The voice was very light and weak, as if it would die in the next second.

Meng Xiyue quickly got up and went in the direction of the voice.

Finally, in a small ravine, I saw a figure, an old man with gray hair.

She seemed to have sprained her ankle and accidentally fell into the ditch.

I don’t know how long she has been here. She looks pale and distracted, as if she is about to die.

Seeing this, Meng Xiyue hurried over and wanted to help the man up.

Although the old man was as thin as a bag of bones, Meng Xiyue's frail body was not enough to support a person who was unable to move.

She stood up anxiously and looked around, trying to find someone to help.

But it was so cold that there was not a single soul in sight.

There was no other way, Meng Xiyue could only try hard again to help the old man up.

Fortunately, the old woman had not completely lost consciousness and felt that someone was saving her.

She also tried hard to get up, and Meng Xiyue finally helped her up.

"Old lady, where is your home? I will take you back."

After just taking two steps, Meng Xiyue was already out of breath.

Hearing her words, the old woman pointed in a direction and uttered a word with difficulty.

"That…"

Following her finger, there was only a thatched house, independent of the village.

Meng Xiyue's heart sank, wondering if this old woman was kicked out by her family.

She supported her and walked towards the house step by step, which was obviously not far away.

She walked for a quarter of an hour.

She reached out and knocked on the door, but as expected, there was no one inside.

She pushed the door open and helped the old woman into the house.

The yard was not big, but it was very clean. Meng Xiyue noticed that there were men's clothes and shoes drying in the yard.

There should be someone alive, at least they haven't been abandoned by their families.

Meng Xiyue found a bed, asked the old woman to lie down on it, and poured her a glass of water.

The old woman drank the water and seemed to feel a familiar scent, and her tense nerves relaxed.

People also fainted.

Meng Xiyue was a little anxious. The old woman was feeling hot all over and her ankle was sprained again. She didn't know if her bones were injured.

Now we need to find a doctor to treat her.

But she was not familiar with this place and didn't know where to find a doctor.

Just then, a voice came from outside, "Grandma Zhang, I've brought you food, please get up and eat."

The sound came from far away and then a plump woman walked in, holding a bowl with a crack in it in her hand.

When she saw Meng Xiyue, she was stunned for a moment, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"I…"

Meng Xiyue turned her head to look at the old woman who was still in a coma and explained.

"I just met this old woman on the road. She twisted her ankle and fell into the ditch. I brought her here. Are you her family member?"

"Why did you run away again?"

The woman's eyes flashed with impatience. "I am not her family. It is her grandson who gives me a few copper coins every month and asks me to bring her a meal every day at noon. The rest is not my business."