"What do you think?"

After listening to the report, Su Xiawei did not give an answer immediately. She just slowly massaged her temples, as if she was weighing various possible options.

"In my opinion, she's probably here to ask for favors again. It's always like this. The moment she sees the young lady, she starts crying and complaining. It's really a headache. Why don't we just give her twenty taels of silver and send her away so that she won't bother the young lady again."

Nanny Lu replied.

"Since you know what she's like, why are you asking me?! Do you think I have nothing to do all day?! You should have solved this problem yourself!"

Su Xiawei frowned, her tone full of dissatisfaction and irritability.

Nanny Lu felt her master's anger and quickly shrank her neck and said no more.

I was afraid that saying anything inappropriate would cause even greater anger.

Su Xiawei felt her head buzzing, as if something was constantly ringing in her ears, which was very uncomfortable.

Helplessly, she stood up and sighed, deciding to temporarily leave this place that made her irritable: "Wen Zhu, you can handle this matter. I have to go back and lie down for a while to rest."

"Yes, young lady."

Wen Zhu walked forward, bowed respectfully, and took over the task.

After Su Xiawei left the yard, the managers in the yard all breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, facing such a straightforward and strict person is indeed a stressful thing.

Seeing that the people around him had calmed down, Wen Zhu moved a chair to the door of the west wing and sat down, gently reminding them: "Everyone, please speak in a low voice. Please don't disturb the young lady who is resting."

After hearing her words, the internal managers present all nodded in agreement.

Su Xiawei usually acts in a tough and quick manner, but Wen Zhu is always able to communicate with others in a gentle manner. Even when rejecting others' requests, he will try his best to make the other person feel comfortable.

Because of this, the internal stewards liked her even more than before.

By the time these tedious tasks at hand were finally completed, it was almost noon.

At this time, the second young lady said that she was exhausted, so she went straight back to her own Guanshui Courtyard to rest for a while.

Fu Shulan stood there at a loss, looking a little embarrassed, and was hesitating whether to go into the house and explain something to her sister.

According to traditional etiquette, she should go and inform them; but now that Fu Shuyan has left, if she enters the room alone, it may cause misunderstanding or stir up trouble.

After thinking for a moment, she finally found Wen Zhu who was busy and said, "Please help me convey my intention to my sister-in-law - I plan to go back to Qingchuan Courtyard for lunch and then come back here to learn how to manage the household."

Hearing this, Wen Zhu agreed with a smile, and when he sent her out, he didn't forget to say considerately: "Miss San can also take advantage of this break to have a good rest. It won't be too late to come back when you are refreshed."

"I still can't sleep at noon. I have to find some shoe samples so I can make a pair of shoes for my sister and Aunt Liu."

Fu Shulan said with a wry smile, her tone somewhat helpless.

She thought to herself that as a young lady, she had to make shoes for her family with her own hands. This kind of work was almost unimaginable in the past, but now for the harmony and stability of her family, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it.

Wen Zhu lowered his head and thought for a moment, but didn't say anything. He just bowed to Fu Shulan and said, "Goodbye, Third Miss."

After saying this, he stepped aside to make way for his master.

"Thank you."

Fu Shulan smiled faintly to express her gratitude.

"You are the master's lady, and I am just a concubine. You don't need to be so polite."

When she heard this, Wen Zhu smiled and replied. Her expression was gentle and polite, as if she was just fulfilling the duties of a servant.

After hearing this, Fu Shulan was stunned. She felt that there was something behind Wen Zhu's words, as if there was another deeper meaning.

She stopped and thought for a moment, then sighed softly and turned to leave the room.

Maybe Wen Zhu had his own considerations when he said this?

In fact, deep down in his heart, Wen Zhu also had some worries.

If the eldest lady knew that the third lady had taken the initiative to give this to Concubine Liu, it would probably cause unnecessary trouble.

But she did not tell Fu Shulan about this worry directly, because she knew that some things were better for the other person to understand on their own.

After returning to her residence, Fu Shulan could not forget this thorny problem. She did not want to anger her second sister because of it - after all, everyone knows that blood is thicker than water; at the same time, she also did not want to offend the new concubine who was quite nice to her.

After hesitating for a long time, I finally decided to prepare the materials needed to make shoes first.

At this moment, Fu Shuyan sent a maid to deliver the specific numerical data of the foot sizes of several masters. This made Fu Shulan, who was already busy selecting suitable fabrics, threads and other items, feel even more pressed for time.

Without much thought, she began cutting the fabric to make shoes.

After a while, Aunt Zhou gently pushed open Fu Shulan's door and walked in.

Seeing the girl working hard, he asked, "Who are these shoes for?"

The voice sounded full of curiosity and confusion.

"My second sister asked me to prepare some new shoes for them and Aunt Liu."

When faced with questions from an elder who suddenly visited, although he felt somewhat dissatisfied inside, he appeared calm on the surface and gave the answer.

Aunt Zhou was surprised for a moment, then a complex expression appeared on her face. "If you refuse to help, it will definitely be seen as disrespectful to the Second Young Lady. But if you really do as you are asked, I'm afraid that Madam will mistakenly think you are forming a clique behind the scenes..."

She spoke her mind earnestly.

After hearing this, Fu Shulan couldn't help but put down her sewing tools and looked extremely depressed: "Oh, it's better to stay at home and not go out. Every time I go out, I always find some mess waiting to be dealt with."

"Keep your voice down! This is a rare opportunity for you to learn how to manage the affairs of the mansion. How can you complain so casually?"

Seeing this, he immediately stopped him in a low voice.

At the same time, he gave her a warning look, indicating that she should be careful when speaking.

"So what do you think I should do now?"

Fu Shulan looked at Aunt Zhou for help, her face full of anxiety and confusion.

"Oh, I can't make up my mind either. I really don't understand why the Second Miss is so overbearing! I was planning to ask you to sew a few pairs of shoes for your uncle's family, but now there's no time for that!"

Aunt Zhou said anxiously, with a hint of helplessness and anxiety in her tone.

The third young lady glanced at Aunt Zhou and frowned slightly, but ultimately remained silent, as if she had her own considerations in mind.

The aunt and cousin mentioned are actually from Aunt Zhou's family.

Although they were not relatives in the true sense, this aunt always asked her to do some needlework for the Zhou family, as if this had become a tacit understanding between them.