Chapter 600 A Dream of Youth 132
The little girl clutched the medicine bottle, tears welling in her eyes. She hadn't expected Xie Ning to remember her.
She was just an ordinary kitchen maid at Chunxi Tower, half of her face covered in black makeup. As a slave sold there, she couldn't even become a prostitute, let alone a female entertainer. She could only be the lowest of slaves.
Because I had helped Miss Furong before, I got the opportunity to guard this small courtyard for Miss Furong and the others. The work was not much, and I was not beaten or scolded.
If only she could stay in this little courtyard forever.
She wasn't afraid of hardship, but she was afraid of accidentally becoming the slave who would be beaten to death.
Some guests, when drunk, would beat people, while some female entertainers, if in a bad mood, would humiliate servants who were of even lower status than themselves.
Layer upon layer, rabbits eat grass, wolves eat rabbits.
Rain falls from the blue sky, yet spring's beauty remains; warm lamps greet the wind, and the jacaranda trees are in full bloom.
Qingli opened her blue oil-paper umbrella, preparing to see Xie Ning off to his carriage, but Qingyu stepped forward and curtsied gently, "Dr. Xie, I have something I'd like to tell you."
Then she glanced at Qingli and the other two, gesturing for Xie Ning and her to move aside.
"What is it?" Xie Ning stopped, and the night wind blew by, and the lantern in Qingyu's hand brushed against her dress.
"Does Doctor Xie know Lady Deng?"
"Deng Yin?"
Qingyu nodded, her expression hesitant, but she still advised, "That young lady Deng is not as simple as she seems. Her father is now paralyzed, and her brother has been disqualified from taking the imperial examinations because of certain things."
If he didn't have enough talent to make those adults look at him differently, then Deng's life would end there, at most he could be an accountant. But she always felt that Deng Yin's revenge was not over yet.
She knew that the Deng family treated Deng Yin badly, and even treated Deng's mother and Deng Yue'er very badly, but they were still her biological father and brother, so Deng Yin was ruthless enough to do so.
Actually, none of this concerned her, but Xie Ning had been kind to her and her sister, so she decided to tell Xie Ning that Deng Yin was definitely not as innocent as she appeared; on the contrary, she was vindictive and vengeful. Such a person... was terrifying.
Xie Ning listened quietly to Qingyu's words, then nodded slightly, her expression still indifferent. "I understand, thank you, Miss Qingyu."
Xie Ning was about to leave when she heard the sound of rain hitting the roof tiles and stopped. She turned around, and the warm candlelight made her expression even more gentle. "Miss Qingyu, thank you for telling me about this."
However, Deng Yin is a very good, hardworking, and brave young woman.
Not just her.
Xie Ning looked at the half-open wooden door, then focused her gaze on Qingyu, "You too."
"As we walk through this world, everyone has different experiences, yet everyone seems to share the same experiences. However, when faced with harm, some choose to forgive, some remain indifferent, and some choose to make those who hurt them suffer."
There is no absolute right or wrong in either choice.
"Young lady Qingyu, if you are not involved in other people's affairs, do not comment on their faults."
Deng Yin is vindictive and ambitious, striving to climb the social ladder with all her might. However, she also has a soft heart. She will buy clothes and sweet cakes for Deng Yue'er, and she will also visit Deng's mother from time to time.
She would do needlework for Xie Ning and Chen Wanniang, giving them whatever she could, simply because she had received kindness from them.
Deng Yin's success is due in no small part to the Xie family's help, but her own hard work cannot be denied. Even the help she received was something she earned through her own efforts.
The vines climb high up the trees to see the sunlight because the trees support them, but it is also because they are striving to climb upwards.
She is trying her best to live and to make her life better, and there is nothing shameful about that.
Xie Ning was unwilling to describe Deng Yin as vindictive, because that didn't suit her. She was simply more courageous than some people, kind-hearted, and daring to hate.
The wind blows through the drifting rain, carrying down patches of jacaranda leaves.
Looking at the jacaranda flower that had fallen into his palm, Xie Ning gave it to Qing Yu, saying, "We are like this jacaranda flower; no two flowers are the same, and so are all beings."
The cart wheels rolled over the bluestone slabs, and the lanterns swayed, illuminating a bright path ahead.
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