Chapter 2 Cutting Clothes

Yun Qiao nodded and stood up briskly.

Now she only has her maid Xiaotao by her side. Apart from serving her at night, she has to work in the kitchen during the day and has no free time.

Although she had maids, she did everything herself and basically had to do everything herself.

Because the Chen family did not keep disabled people, and her wet nurse was old and sick and seemed unable to work, Zhou wanted to send her to the farm and leave her to fend for herself.

Yun Qiao begged Zhou, and only then did she let her wet nurse return to her hometown in the countryside.

She secretly gave all the money she had carefully saved to her wet nurse.

If the Yun family were still there, how could she have lived such a miserable life, and her wet nurse would definitely have enjoyed her old age in the Yun family.

The wet nurse treated her well, and she remembered the kindness and was not afraid to give away all her money.

After collecting his thoughts, Yun Qiao's face showed a bit of indifference and casualness.

She hurriedly got up and put on some simple makeup. She was naturally fair-skinned and didn't wear any rouge or powder. She didn't wear makeup on a daily basis and was used to being lazy.

After putting on her clothes and inserting a silver hairpin that her cousin didn't want to give her into her bun, she went to the front yard.

Zhou had already asked someone to hire a tailor, a woman in her thirties, who was taking measurements for Chen Jiaxiniang with two girls.

"Auntie, how are you? I wasn't feeling well today, so I got up late. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting..."

Zhou glanced at Yun Qiao and decided not to lose her temper in front of outsiders.

"The bridesmaid is taking measurements and has already selected the materials. Go ahead and take a look. She'll pick out two with simple and elegant patterns."

Yun Qiao thought for a moment and said softly, "Aunt, I have enough clothes, so there's no need to make more. I don't like going out, so I don't need to wear so many clothes."

Zhou said, "Your uncle said that since you are not young anymore, he will find a good marriage for you after the bride's marriage is decided. It won't cost much to have two wives."

Yun Qiao then said in a low voice, "Mother Qiao thanks my aunt."

Zhou rarely made clothes for her.

Every time her uncle mentioned buying her some clothes, Zhou would not refuse outright. She would privately tell Yun Qiao to say that she already had clothes and there was no need to make them.

Yun Qiao is not a member of the Chen family. If it weren't for the kindness of the Chen family who raised her to this age, she would definitely have ended up on the streets.

She might be kidnapped by traffickers and married off to the mountains or sold to a brothel.

She is grateful to be alive today.

She was grateful to her uncle, but as for her aunt, she had neither love nor hate.

From Zhou's perspective, there was nothing wrong with her thinking completely about her and her children, but she just didn't have the same kindness towards Yun Qiao.

Of course she could understand these.

So she agreed to everything Zhou said to her in private that did not harm her.

It doesn’t matter whether clothes are made or not. As long as she has something to wear, she doesn’t care too much.

But today, Zhou's attitude of wanting to make clothes for her didn't seem fake.

Since there were new clothes to be made, she did not refuse and went to choose the color of the material. She did not know much about the material, but she knew that these materials were not good ones.

But what right did she have to choose these?

Chen Xiniang is Zhou's biological daughter, so naturally the best and most precious things will come to her.

Yun Qiao chose two plain brocades, one was off-white with jasmine flowers embroidered on it, and the other was light purple with irises embroidered on it. They looked simple and elegant yet also grand.

After choosing the fabric, he began to measure Yunqiao's size.

Yun Qiao stood there in a coquettish manner, looking at the woman and said softly, "Thank you for your help..."

The woman measured Yunqiao's size and wrote it down.

"The girl looks very thin, and the clothes she is wearing are a bit too big. She should get some new clothes."

"It's no problem."

Yun Qiao didn't say much, just stood there quietly, waiting for her to take the measurements.

The woman arranged the fabric and the measurements, then walked over to Zhou. "Madam Chen, the measurements have been taken. The dress can be made quickly, and it will be ready in about three to five days. But if you're in a hurry, you can send someone to pick it up from Huajinfang."

"Thank you so much for your help." Zhou said, stuffing some silver coins into the woman's hand.

The woman accepted it with a smile and left with the two girls.

As soon as they left the Chen family's gate, the woman handed two pieces of silver to the two girls and said, "Here, take them and buy some snacks for yourselves."

"Thank you Yinggu." The two girls said happily.

"However, the Chen family didn't give much."

"That lady came from a small place in northern Shaanxi, no wonder she was so stingy."

"Mrs. Chen's maiden family is the Zhou family. Otherwise, how could I come here in person?"

The woman named Yinggu said this, then got on the carriage and left.

Yun Qiao held the measuring tape and watched Yinggu and others get on the carriage and leave.

Coincidentally, Yun Qiao heard everything they just said.

Although what Zhou gave Yinggu just now was small change, it was still three taels in total.

Three taels of silver were not worth mentioning in Yinggu's eyes. Even the servants around her felt that Zhou was stingy.

It seems that not everyone can make it in Kyoto.

Yun Qiao had already reached a senior management position before traveling through time.

The annual salary is one million, with a house and a car, but it is also an industry where people work 996 all year round and are prone to sudden death.

Her father died early, so she grew up with her grandparents. Later, when she was in high school, she moved to the city with them.

But my mother remarried, and the man she married was pretty good, and she gave birth to another son.

Naturally, I forgot about Yunqiao.

But she is also a qualified mother.

As she said herself, I can provide you with food and drink, and support you through college, but you are already an adult, and your future has nothing to do with me.

After saying these words, Yun Qiao's mother no longer cared about her.

Her mother married into a good family and didn't need her to support her. After Yun Qiao became successful in her career, she didn't keep in touch with her. During the three years of special circumstances, her grandparents didn't survive and passed away one after another. Yun Qiao then settled down in the city, and she had no one to worry about.

However, she didn't expect that there would be a heavy rainstorm in her city. She was drowned in the subway and her soul was directly transported to ancient times.

It started raining that afternoon, but she didn't think it was just an ordinary downpour.

When she finished her overtime work, she found that the whole city had changed a lot.

The heavy rain soaked the garage and she couldn't drive her car, so she planned to take the subway, a half-hour ride. Her house was very close to the company.

Unexpectedly, he left the modern era in this way and came to the ancient times, becoming a poor little boy without parents who was fostered in his uncle's home.

At first, she also wanted to work hard and roll up her sleeves to work hard, but the reality was not that easy, especially for a weak woman in ancient times, it was even more difficult.

Putting aside her wandering thoughts, Yun Qiao took the measuring tape to Zhou's place.

"Aunt, when I arrived at the door, the tailor had already left, and the measuring tape wasn't delivered."

"Okay, then put it down and have the maid take it over later."

Yun Qiao nodded, looking very obedient. Seeing her like this, Zhou felt bored and let her go back to the house.

She got up late for breakfast, and there was no food in the kitchen. Now it was neither early nor late.

She went back to the house, found two pieces of cake and ate a few bites, then picked up the teacup and drank some boiled water.

If she wanted, she could have tea, but all she was given was this kind of tea. Yun Qiao happened to not like it, as she felt it was too astringent and had a bitter aftertaste.

She felt that life was bitter enough and she really didn't want to drink bitter tea anymore.

I still prefer to drink plain water.

"I guessed that the girl must have skipped breakfast and was hungry again. She had her period yesterday, so she didn't get up this morning, right?"

"It's all Miss Xiniang's fault. She insisted on taking you to the river to play the first year after your period started, and you fell into the water, and you got this incurable chronic disease."