A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

After being exposed by their nephew, Huang Yijin and Huang Yiyin realized that it was useless to deny it now, so they immediately changed their attitude, lowered their heads, and looked guilty.

Huang Yijin: "Brother-in-law, we built this courtyard wall."

Huang Yiyin scratched his head. "Brother-in-law, is it because we didn't do something right? We did it very carefully, but we're just not skilled enough. Sigh."

Huang Zhenzhu was angry at them for still being so useless. "If you're not skilled, you need to be even more careful. Ask your brother-in-law more questions and hurry up and rebuild it."

Liu Xiong's face darkened. He had initially worried that the two of them wouldn't work properly, and now the wall they had built had collapsed. Were they just not skilled enough or were they slacking off?

During this period, he had to go to the county every day, and when he returned to the village, he would ask the villagers about the two men's work. He hadn't heard that the two men were slacking off, but now, he still had his doubts.

Liu Xiong asked in a rough voice, "Are you not skilled enough or not doing your job properly?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Yijin and Huang Yiyin both shook their heads. "How could we not work hard? Brother-in-law, we both cherish this opportunity to work. If you don't believe me, just ask the other workers!"

Liu Xiong's eyes swept over the villagers who were going to work. "Everyone, tell me the truth, have these two lads been working properly?"

At first, everyone remained silent, but Liu Xiong simply watched them, waiting for an answer. After a while, a few people spoke up, offering a few brief responses.

"is acceptable."

"good."

The others nodded perfunctorily, feeling aggrieved but not surprised.

When you go to work in the county, you'll encounter some scoundrels who bully others. When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

Nie Qianqian sighed inwardly. Although her uncle knew there was something wrong with this, he couldn't find a better way. He just asked everyone so bluntly. Because of the relationship between Liu Xiong and the Huang brothers, no one would tell the truth.

Nie Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "Everyone has worked hard to build my house these past few days. My mother and I divorced from the Nie family, and without the help of the villagers to build a new house, we don't know how we would have survived the winter this year. Thank you all very much."

The villagers felt warm inside upon hearing this. Although they had come because of the good wages offered by Nie Qianqian, her words still made them feel very comfortable.

"Qianqian, don't thank me, we're all from the same village."

"Of course, it's only right to look out for each other."

"You two have had a tough time."

Nie Qianqian smiled and said, "Uncle Liu is right. My mother and I will pay for the construction, and the uncles and elders will help build the house. Everyone is earning their money through hard work and by taking care of each other. I believe that none of the uncles and elders will slack off and earn this money for nothing."

These words were quite pointed, and the villagers couldn't help but show their contempt for Huang Yijin and Huang Yiyin. They took the money and slacked off, ugh, the villagers were honest and couldn't stand people like that.

Huang Yijin and Huang Yiyin blushed slightly. What was Nie Qianqian saying? She was too young to speak.

Nie Qianqian continued, "Whether Uncle Yijin and Uncle Yiyin worked hard or not is not just a matter between the two of them. It involves whether our Liu family's house construction was fair. We are all neighbors, so we can't wrong anyone. Therefore, we want everyone to vote anonymously. We will give everyone paper and pens in a while. If they worked diligently, draw a horizontal line on the paper. If they were lazy, draw a circle."

This statement serves two purposes: first, it expresses Nie Qianqian's attitude towards the matter, and second, it serves as a reminder to everyone that this is a house being built for the Liu family, not the Huang family.

Huang Yijin and Huang Yiyin became anxious upon hearing this. In front of the two of them, the villagers dared not say anything. An anonymous vote was possible, but they didn't want the villagers to sell their information behind their backs.

Huang Yijin's expression changed. "Qianqian, how can you talk like that? You don't even trust your own family? Besides, you're a junior, what right do you have to speak like that?"

Huang Yiyin complained to Liu Yan, "Sister Liu, who's in charge of this family? You haven't even said anything yet, and your girl is already bossing everyone around."

If Nie Erzhuang heard this, he would definitely feel that he, as the father, had lost face and would tell Nie Qianqian to shut up.

But Liu Yan is not Nie Erzhuang. Liu Yan truly loves this daughter. Nie Qianqian fought for her to divorce from the Nie family. Nie Qianqian worked hard to earn money to give her a better life. Nie Qianqian sold Lingzhi to take her to live in a new house. In Liu Yan's heart, Nie Qianqian was originally the backbone of this family.

The two of them are really looking for trouble by trying to sow discord in this way.

Liu Yan didn't want things to get too tense, as she and her sister-in-law would lose face. But now that the two brothers were criticizing Nie Qianqian, she immediately went into defensive mode like a mother hen protecting her chicks and changed her attitude.

Liu Yan straightened her back and tried to make her voice sound firm, "Qianqian is the one in charge of this family. Whatever she says goes. If she says we need to vote, then we have to vote!"

Liu Xiong sided with his niece, saying, "Qianqian is right, this method is good."

Huang Zhenzhu looked troubled. On one side were her family and on the other were her husband's family. She was caught in the middle and felt terrible. She should have known better than to agree to let these two people come and do the work.

This is a house! If anything is not done properly, it could cost someone their life. If something happens to the house in the future, who can bear the responsibility?

Ignoring the desperate winks from the two brothers, Huang Zhenzhu remained silent, knowing full well which was more important.

She was now quite angry with her two younger brothers. She had only asked her husband for help to support her brothers, and now that things had gone wrong, Liu Xiong was bound to be angry with her. Her two brothers were really a handful.

Since things had come to this, they could only do as Nie Qianqian said. Soon, Nie Qianqian took out paper and pen from the old house and distributed them to more than ten workers.

Anonymous voting? The villagers hadn't used this method before, and they all looked at the people around them with curious eyes, wanting to see how to write it.

"No need for everyone to look at each other. Justice will prevail. Just write down what you have observed and put it in the bag in front of you."

The villagers looked at both sides of the slips of paper. Each slip was the same size and had no markings on it. When they were mixed in with the others in the bag, it was impossible to tell who wrote them.

Soon, all of the dozen or so people had written their notes and put them in the cloth bag.

Most of them don't know how to read, but they can still understand by drawing a horizontal line or a circle.

Seeing that everyone had finished writing, Nie Qianqian picked up the cloth bag and handed it to Liu Xiong, saying, "Uncle, you are the supervisor, so it is most appropriate for you to check the results."

Liu Xiong took it, eager to know if the two of them had been slacking off. He quickly took out a slip of paper and opened it, revealing a large circle.

Liu Xiong's face darkened, while Huang Zhenzhu looked embarrassed, still clinging to a sliver of hope—this was only the first one, after all.

The second one is a circle;

The third one is a circle;

The fourth one is a circle;

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Liu Xiong opened all the slips of paper and checked them. To his surprise, more than a dozen people had all given big circles, without exception. The zeros were particularly glaring to him.

His face darkened completely. Qianqian trusted him and let him supervise the work. He thought he had done his job without reservation, but he didn't expect that these two would make a mistake. What angered him even more was that he had asked them before if they had been slacking off, but the results he got were completely different from today.

He immediately understood. The two brothers must have mentioned their relationship to the villagers quite a bit, making everyone afraid to tell the truth and dare not speak out against their anger.

Although Nie Qianqian's method was simple, it effectively capitalized on people's reluctance to report under their real names for fear of being implicated.

Liu Xiong glared at the two brothers, his face contorted with anger. "What else do you have to say?!"