Zhang Cuicui's eyes lit up.

"This is a good idea. The materials that Third Sister can provide are definitely much better than what we can buy."

Third sister, what do you think? My sister-in-law and I will make you some clothes, otherwise we'd be too embarrassed to accept your gifts.

"If your needlework were good, neither my sister-in-law nor I would dare bring this up."

Zhao Qingyan understood and looked at the other sisters. Zhao Qingyi immediately realized what was going on.

"Don't look down on me. Although my skills are not as good as my two sisters-in-law's, I think they are not bad either."

At least if it's embroidered with bamboo and butterflies, you can tell what kind of object it is. As for you, let's not even talk about you.

Qinghe, being quick-witted, covered her mouth and said...

"Haha, I'm afraid Third Sister is more comfortable using embroidery needles as hidden weapons."

My main concern was that my third sister would use the needles to practice her needlework. In just one morning, she had ruined all the embroidery needles in every room.

Everyone laughed heartily, and no one was jealous that the sisters-in-law were going to make clothes for Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan then went upstairs and retrieved two bolts of coarse cloth. Actually, it was thin denim fabric she had bought in her previous life.

I'm planning to have my two sisters-in-law make me some clothes that are similar to modern ones.

Wearing these while strolling around your own mountain will make things much more convenient.

As for other things like dresses, Zhao Qingyan politely declined.

The sisters found it fascinating to look at the strange-looking clothing patterns drawn by Zhao Qingyan.

Finally, it was unanimously decided that if Chen Pin thought it looked good, they should make the same style.

Well, Zhao Qingyan realized she'd been tricked; these girls were clearly just trying to freeload off her.

"I haven't been back to the village in a long time, and I've missed a lot of the excitement."

Lately, I've been listening to the village girls gossip about this and that every day.

"Now I've learned quite a bit of fun," Zhao Qingyi said.

Zhao Qingyan's eyes widened in surprise; the usually refined and gentle Zhao Qingyi actually had such a gossipy hobby.

"Look at the way you're looking at me. You've been gone for ten or fifteen days at a time, and this time the time you've been gone is even more outrageous, almost twenty days."

You know what? You almost ended up with a stepmother who wasn't much older than you.

Zhao Qingyi gave Zhao Qingyan a reproachful look.

Zhao Qingyan nodded, "You said it was almost done, right? So how come there's a follow-up?"

Zhao Qingyi nodded.

So the sisters started a gossip session, each offering their own opinions.

Meanwhile, Wang Daniu, the protagonist at the center of the discussion, was establishing rules in her grandmother's room.

Grandma Lü Cuiping looked at Wang Daniu kneeling below with a very unfriendly gaze.

"What, you've only been in the Xie family for a few days and you've already forgotten who you are?"

Stop crying and acting all weak and helpless. This young master is so smug about it, it disgusts me.

Don't forget, you're just a concubine. What is a concubine? Do you still think you're half a master of the Xie family?

Bah! You're nothing but a servant. The day the young master has had his fill of you, I can still sell you off, you worthless thing.

I told you to pay your respects morning and evening, but you pretend to be weak and unable to get out of bed. Since you're so delicate, then keep pretending.

Huanpei, tell Madam Wu to go to the brokerage and select two young and beautiful girls to warm the young master's bed.

As for this ill-mannered brat, who disrespects his mistress, drag him away and give him ten strokes of the cane to teach him a lesson.

At a command, several rough-looking women who had accompanied her in her dowry grabbed Wang Daniu and dragged her out. Only when the paddle landed on her buttocks did Wang Daniu truly realize her status.

He also deeply regretted why he had taken advantage of his parents' favor and become arrogant.

Amidst screams, Wang Daniu gradually closed her eyes, completely losing consciousness from the pain.

When the old woman carrying out the punishment reached the eighth stroke, she noticed bloodstains on Wang Daniu's pants and stopped to report to her master.

Lü Cuiping gave a cold smile and waved her hand to signal to continue fighting.

By the tenth stroke, Wang Daniu was bleeding even more.

They gestured for her to be carried away, and an hour later, they found a doctor to examine Wang Daniu.

The old doctor stroked his beard and said,

"What a pity, she miscarried. I will give her some herbal medicine to help her expel the contents of her uterus."

With proper care and nourishment, she will surely be able to conceive again in the future.

After the doctor left, Lü Cuiping also had someone get medicine for Wang Danu.

Wang Daniu had a maid named Hehua who served her. Hehua was sold to the Xie family by her gambling father and had previously worked as a kitchen maid.

When Wang Daniu entered the mansion, in order to maintain appearances, the eldest mistress arranged for Hehua to serve Wang Daniu.

The little girl was young, but she was diligent. She quickly took the medicine and went to brew it for Wang Danu.

An hour later, a bowl of thick medicinal liquid was brought to Wang Daniu's bedside.

Lotus woke up Wang Daniu and, seeing that she was really unable to move, fed her the medicine spoonful by spoonful.

This bowl of herbal soup is the first bowl of medicine Wang Daniu has ever drunk in her entire life.

When I was a child, I always endured illnesses on my own. When I felt really unwell, I would beg my parents to take me to the doctor.

In the countryside, a dose of medicine for treating a cold costs at most ten or eight coins, but her parents never dared to buy medicine for her, this money-losing child.

Drinking the bitter medicine, Wang Daniu felt as if she were drinking some delicious food. So this is what medicine tastes like.

Tears mixed with the medicine, which Wang Daniu drank down mouthful by mouthful.

My heart is filled with bitterness. Losing my child is like losing my last support. How am I supposed to live in the future?

Her mind kept replaying her 18 years of life, including how she met the eldest son of the Xie family.

This unprecedented Qingming Festival made me chuckle to myself as I thought about it.

"Wang Sangui, Liu Caoya, Wang Erfeng, none of you will escape. You have ruined my life. I will never let you get away with this."

Wang Daniu cursed inwardly, her expression contorted with rage, which terrified Hehua, who was feeding her the medicine.

Wang Daniu realized she had frightened the little girl and tried to adjust her facial expression.

"Lotus, don't be afraid, I'm just in too much pain."

Lotus nodded in understanding. After feeding the medicine, Lotus went downstairs to wash Wang Daniu's soiled clothes.

At this time, Wang Danu was different from before. During the time she was unconscious, Wang Danu had a very long dream.

In my dream, she died today.

He was thrown into a mass grave with a tattered straw mat. Later, when his parents came to beg for his money, he learned of his death.

Instead of seeking justice for themselves, the parents took this opportunity to extort twenty taels of silver from the Xie family.

It wasn't that the Xie family was truly afraid, but rather that they had important guests visiting their home that day, and they were worried that Wang Sangui and his wife might offend these important people.

That's how they managed to appease those heartless parents with money.

As for what that important person did, Wang Daniu was an ignorant country girl, so how could she know? She only knew that the important person was handsome and had a very precious appearance.