I sent technology to another world, and the country praised me for my good fortune

Ouyang Shi understood and couldn't help laughing. It seemed as if a crack had appeared in her heart, and the cold wind whistled through the gap. The unstoppable coldness made her breathless and her fingers trembled.

"This is why you came to me."

She kept accusing herself of not caring about her mother.

But as a mother, she hadn't seen her daughter for several months, and she had been in Youzhu Mountain for a few days, but she hadn't looked for her.

Nowadays, people come to visit with other purposes and don’t even say a word to express concern.

How can one not feel chilled.

None of the words Concubine Xian had said before made Ouyang Shi feel as cold to the bone as what she said today.

"Let me give the job to Ouyang Yi. Is it your idea or his?"

The virtuous concubine dodged her gaze for a moment, but soon calmed down, "If you don't want to, then go find the goddess of gods and ask her to say a few good words for your brothers."

Her idea was simple. As long as she could arrange a few jobs for them, Emperor Cangwu might be very pleased when he saw it, and then she wouldn't have to live in the tent anymore.

The virtuous concubine's idea was very simple, and Ouyang Shi saw through it at a glance. For a moment, he didn't know whether to find it funny or angry.

Why had she always been hysterical before?

I am unwilling and resentful of the injustice of this world towards women.

Likewise, she wanted to enlighten her mother and tell her not to put all her hopes on men.

But the fact is that you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.

When Concubine Xian saw that she was just staring at herself without saying anything, for some reason, when facing Ouyang Shi now, Concubine Xian felt a sense of fear in her heart that she couldn't bear to look directly at her.

Ouyang Shi looked at her without blinking and said calmly, "If you want to live in a good house, I can help you."

"I can also ask the gods to let you live in a residential building or a B&B. It's up to you to choose."

Her tone was too calm.

The virtuous concubine always said that she was too bad-tempered and couldn't talk, but her calmness made people feel uneasy.

Concubine Xian was flustered for a moment. Although she didn't know why she was flustered, she still shook her head.

"Since you can give me this guarantee, then you can ask the goddess to arrange some jobs for your brother. If it really doesn't work, you can give yours to him. You are going to get married anyway."

This sentence completely severed the last bit of mother-daughter affection Ouyang Shi had for her.

From then on, she and Ouyang Shi were just strangers with a common blood relationship.

Ouyang Shi might provide for her in her old age, but he would no longer give her any affection.

Concubine Xian had given up on her too many times. In her eyes, Emperor Cangwu would always be the first. As her biological daughter, she was not as good as other princes.

She didn't understand what this job meant to Ouyang Shi.

In her eyes, it’s still about having children.

Ouyang Shi was tired of arguing with her, "Go away, I reject everything you said."

Concubine Xian was stunned, "Shishi, if you can do it, why don't you help mother?"

"I.Told. Me." Ouyang Shi suddenly raised his eyes and stared at her, saying word by word, "There is no imperial power, no princess, and no concubines here."

The virtuous concubine was shocked by the extreme coldness and disgust in her eyes. She took a step back unconsciously, with disbelief in her eyes.

"You...you hate me?"

Ouyang Shi curled the corner of his mouth, "Maybe, I don't know."

If Concubine Xian had stopped talking about getting married and having children, she could guarantee that she would have no worries about food and clothing in the future, and at least the relationship between mother and daughter could have been preserved.

Ouyang Shi was fed up with her stubbornness and her feudalism.

Concubine Xian could not accept that her daughter actually hated her. She shook her head in disbelief, tears streaming down her face.

"How could you, how could you..."

Ouyang Shi looked indifferent, "I gave you a chance, but you still chose them."

"Okay, I still have work to do, please go back."

The virtuous concubine left the Public Security Bureau with tears in her eyes, and returned to the tent wiping her tears all the way.

She didn't understand why her daughter always went against her.

Why is her life so miserable?

-

After she left, Ouyang Shi finally had time to click on the light screen, which showed that there was new message in the work group.

Boss Fu: [The east side is a residential area, the land use rights are free, the area is fixed, those who need it can go to the housing management office to register and get a number plate]

Boss Fu: [We will make a broadcast later. Xiaoshi needs to send someone to the Housing Management Office to help maintain order.]

Boss Fu: [Lin Jing, how is your construction company preparing? ]

Yang Linjing: [Ready, ready to start work at any time]

Boss Fu: [Okay, leave me two construction teams, and have the rest go to the East District more often]

Yang Linjing: [Understood]

Yang Linjing: [Boss, is there anything else that needs to be built? Please tell me about it. I want the team to be mentally prepared. Do I need to draw a blueprint? ]

[No need for blueprints, I will provide the building materials, and you can make them familiar with the uses of the materials so that they can be used in the future]

The steel used to build the Public Security Bureau was sent from China.

Yang Linjing is a widow. Her husband died in an accident three months after their marriage. She has no children and lives alone in a shop.

Neighbors seemed to feel sorry for her being a widow at such a young age and advised her to find another one.

But in private, there are all kinds of sarcasm and ridicule.

If Yang Linjing really remarried, I'm sure they would have acted differently.

In ancient times, widows were like criminals. They were pointed at and talked about when they went out, and no matter what they did, they were monitored by others. Those people would add their own fantasies and exaggerate the stories before spreading them.

Yang Linjing had also experienced this. Some men even knocked on her door in the middle of the night and deliberately shouted: "Jing sister, open the door quickly, your brother is here."

Yang Linjing cried countless times, but she didn't dare to open the door because the power gap between men and women was too great.

Besides, once the door was opened, it would be like confirming the rumor that she was a slut.

After several incidents, the neighbors knew the truth but still pointed fingers at her and looked at her with contempt and disgust.

He would spit at her when she approached him, and when she was buying vegetables from him, the old lady would make indirect accusations and refuse to sell to her.

Yang Linjing couldn't stand it anymore, and finally, in the middle of the night, she stood at the door with disheveled hair and a kitchen knife in her hand.

As soon as the man appeared, she attacked him with all her might.

The man was so frightened that he ran away tumbling.

Yang Linjing did not stop there.

For a month in a row, she came to her neighbors' homes with a kitchen knife and disheveled hair, chopping at their doors again and again, while making eerie and strange laughs.

Neighbors also tried to gang up on her.

But Yang Linjing had been driven crazy by them a long time ago. If they dared to take action, she would dare to use a knife.

Although she suffered a loss in the end, she felt very happy in her heart.

After that, people would avoid her when they saw her.

That's it, it's not over yet.

Yang Linjing wanted them to regard her as a nightmare, so she hired a martial artist to teach her some simple wall-climbing or punching and kicking moves.