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At night, Li Yulan developed a high fever. She felt very uncomfortable. She took the medicine, but her mouth felt bitter and her heart was sour. She thought about how it had only been two days.

A lot of embarrassing things happened.

She looked at the maid, "Shui Ling, come here."

Shui Ling stepped forward, and she covered her face. The pain came too quickly, making her eyes red. She called out in confusion: "Miss, did this servant do something wrong?"

Li Yulan frowned and said, "Your name is Shuiling, right?"

Shui Ling was confused and nodded with a tingling scalp under the young lady's malicious gaze.

"Yes…"

Snapped!Snapped!

The cheeks are swollen on both sides.

Shui Ling fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face. She cried, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Hatred appeared in Li Yulan's eyes. "I've been falling into the water these past few days, and your name is Shui Ling. Are you unlucky for me? You little bitch, you were sent by God to torture me, right? I'm going to sell you out!"

For sale?

No! It will kill people.

Shui Ling kept kowtowed and begged, crying, "Miss, I didn't do that. You were fine in Shengjing. It's only after you came here that you've been unlucky. First, it must be that the feng shui in the mansion is bad, and it must have offended you, Miss."

Hearing this, Li Yulan fell into deep thought.

There was a golden light flashing in her dark eyes, and she said proudly: "I have an idea, Shuiling, come here, I want to tell you something, if you can do it, you can continue to stay with me, if you can't, you know the consequences."

Shui Ling shuddered all over.

There is really something wrong with the feng shui of this house. How did the young lady become so vicious?

In order to survive, you have no choice but to obey.

"The servant knows."

"..."

At the same time, Su Ming County also had another sick and troubled person. Zhang Shuiqi became seriously ill for three days.

However, with his influence, the transportation of salt was quick and simple. Yu laughed for three days. He took the purple teapot, drank tea and said, "Finally, the Zhang family paid the price."

The incense in the ancestral hall seems to be more popular.

The weather is getting colder, but the factory is getting warmer. Many people are willing to work overtime, and there are very humane rules and regulations, allowing children to be brought to the play area in the factory.

There are people who look after children.

However, when there are too many children, they tend to become noisy, and when they become noisy, they tend to fight.

As soon as Jiusu came in, he heard a quarrel. Qian Junjie was a good manager. When they heard that it was the children making noise, everyone just tried to persuade them and then stopped talking and continued to work.

Rules: No slacking off during work hours. (Slacking off is a kind of work attitude that is lax and negative.)

"What happened?"

Qian Junjie scratched his messy hair, like a victim trying to stop a fight. He said, "The kids are fighting, and the parents are arguing inside."

Jiusu arrived at the children's area and saw them swearing at each other fiercely.

Qian Junjie shouted, "The boss is here!"

There was absolute silence for a moment. They looked over and lowered their heads, not daring to say a word. Only the child was crying.

They called out politely, "Master."

Jiusu nodded and said calmly: "Except for the parties involved, everyone else should go back to work. You two families should follow me to the office."

As soon as they entered the office, they immediately knelt on the ground and apologized.

"Boss, we were wrong, please don't fire me."

Jiusu sighed, helped the two families up, and asked them to sit down. She said, "As long as they are not intentionally causing trouble, they will not be expelled, but the problem still needs to be solved. Why did the children fight? I want to hear what the two children have to say."

Goudan said, "He was the one who complained first, so I hit him."

Wang Guang said: "Goudan said he wanted to live here secretly at night. I said that many people would learn this and the factory would be in chaos. If something was lost, it would be very troublesome. I told Uncle Junjie and he beat me."

Goudan’s mother blushed and lowered her head.

"Boss, I'm sorry, it's the child who is ignorant."

Goudan couldn't pull his mother down. It was clearly his fault, so why did his mother kneel down to apologize? He straightened his body and knelt on the ground, his eyes red as he said, "It's too cold at home in the winter. I want to live here to keep warm. It's so spacious here, can we live here? We have grandma and little sister at home, they'll freeze to death."

In fact, this is what most people think.

But the child was more honest, so he told it out.

Aunt Wang pleaded, "Boss, the children are just afraid of the cold, they don't have any bad intentions."

It took a while for her to understand, she said.

"It's just a thought, it's no big deal. Everyone wants to stay somewhere warm. Can you take me to your home?"

The two families were stunned.

But they all took her home to see it obediently.

In comparison, Goudan's house was warmer, while Aunt Wang's house was just a wooden house with windows and doors sewn tightly with old cloth, but it was useless.

Wang Guang stroked the worn and heavy clothes with a lost look on his face.

"Dad will protect us through this cold winter."

Jiusu's eyes flickered slightly, a little surprised, but he also had a worst premonition in his heart.

Aunt Wang choked up and said, "The child was sick, so he went hunting in the snow to give the child something warm to eat, but he never came back. He waited a few days until the snow stopped before he dared to go up the mountain to look for him, and all he found was this bloody clothes."

Wang Guang knelt on the ground with his small body, sobbing and crying.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been sick, Dad wouldn't have gone up the mountain to hunt..."

Jiusu's eyes were red and swollen. She said, "I have learned about the specific situation. I said that as long as you work in the factory, I will definitely let you have a warm winter. Although I can't guarantee that everyone will be fine, at least it will be much better than before."

The weather is getting colder and it's getting dark earlier.

Warming efforts must be stepped up.

Chen Linghua counted the houses in the village and said in embarrassment, "There are 205 households in the village, only ten of them have brick houses, most of them have mud houses and wooden houses, and a few families have... thatched houses."

Jiusu looked at the people sitting in the room.

She said, "Grandpa Rong, I have bricks and cement for insulation. How long will it take if every household builds a cement house?"

But then he felt the task was too heavy, so he added.

"We don't care about aesthetics, we just need to protect against the wind and cold and put a bed and a table in it. For example, a family of four can live in one house, with men and women separated by a wooden door or something else."

In times of crisis, there is no need to care about etiquette. Being alive is the greatest blessing.

Chen Rongsheng thought, "That's a solution. The fastest way is to clean a room is one day. And if you want to dry it in the sun, that would take hundreds of days."

After hundreds of days, the cold winter was over.

Village Chief Chen looked sad, and he sighed, "I'm afraid I can't wait."

Jiusu said: "The factory working hours will be reduced by two hours a day. Everyone will build houses, and then hire people from outside to build them. I don't believe that we won't be able to build houses before the real winter comes!"

"This way, the time can be greatly reduced." Chen Rongsheng said happily, "If you build a house for your own family, you must be working hard."

Then, when they thought about hiring people from outside, they all looked embarrassed.