Chapter 113: Dirty Hands
Aunt Li stood there at a loss, she didn't even fully understand what was going on.
The woman from Huaihua Lane who came with them couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she nudged Aunt Li and signaled her to go up and check on the people from the Cui family.
The woman also lived in Huaihua Lane and naturally knew how much the two young ladies of the Cui family cherished the big black dog. She had just stood aside and saw clearly that when Wangcai fell, Miss Cui almost tried to catch him with her hands.
Fortunately, the call was not picked up because the distance was too far. If it had been picked up, Miss Cui’s arm would have been broken, and the neighborhood relationship that had finally been eased would have been in trouble again.
The two young ladies of the Cui family are capable. They opened this girls' school to teach the skills they know to other girls. After they learn, the girls will have an extra skill to rely on. But they must not let the Cui family hate them because of the Li family's affairs.
Parents who came to register their children came up to ask if Wangcai and Cui Qingyi were okay. Although Cui Qingyi was unhappy, the incident happened suddenly and the people present probably hadn't reacted yet. She couldn't vent her anger on others for no reason.
She curled her lips and said, "It's okay, everyone take your children to register, don't waste time."
Aunt Li walked up rubbing her hands, looked at Cui Qingyi's expression and wanted to touch Wangcai's legs, but she didn't dare because she felt guilty.
Aunt Li hesitated and said, "Ms. Cui, I, I have this, look..."
I kept asking you for a long time but couldn't make any sense. Cui Qingyi sighed deeply. She looked at Aunt Li without a smile on her face.
"Aunt Li, I know you feel bad that your granddaughter has to take on the chores of the family at such a young age, but sometimes forced melons don't turn out well. Why bother yourself with this?"
Cui Qingyi would never have said these words to Aunt Li before. After all, they were just neighbors living in the same alley, and some words were bound to be too profound.
But today, because the Li family had not discussed things clearly, Wangcai suffered this unexpected disaster, so Cui Qingyi had to say a few words.
Seeing Aunt Li's ugly face, Cui Qingyi didn't stop and continued, "I know you feel sorry for your daughter who died in vain. It's normal for you to think of your granddaughter who works all day at home at such a young age. But I think it's inappropriate for you to try to alleviate your guilt by raising your granddaughter.
If Li Ping were to watch this from the grave, she would probably feel uncomfortable. Why did her death earn her mother's heartfelt love for another girl?
Aunt Li stood there with a pale face, her mind full of her own daughter who was about to be buried in a thin coffin. She had no time to think about Li Hua who had disappeared.
Cui Qingyi's words hit the nail on the head. After Li Ping's burial, she had already made up her mind not to care about her son and grandson anymore.
But people's hearts are so strange. When she sees Li Hua, who is still worried about food for the family at such a young age, she thinks of her daughter, who is also so young and has to work from dawn to dusk.
The more he thought about her, the more uncomfortable he felt. In the end, she meddled in other people's business and discussed with the second brother and his wife to send Li Hua to Cui's Girls' School to learn some skills. The five taels of silver that Li Hua had just snatched away were paid by her own money.
Aunt Li felt extremely frustrated and didn't understand why this child was like this. If her Li Ping had such an opportunity, she would definitely be overjoyed.
Aunt Li's expression changed from one moment to the next, and finally she said hurriedly:
"Madam Cui, I'm going back now. I'll come back and apologize to you later."
The little incident that happened in the girls' school passed quickly. After settling Wangcai and the puppy, Cui Qingyi and Konjac continued to receive people who came to register.
Fortunately, the situation on this day was pretty good. There were actually seven or eight students who signed up for the baking class of Cui's Girls' School. The seven or eight girls were not young at all.
In the afternoon, a middle-aged man with a sullen face came to Cui's Girls' School.
Cui Qingyi knew at first glance that the visitor had bad intentions, but she was not afraid. Now that the girls' school was on the right track, and her place was behind the county government, no one would dare to cause trouble.
Cui Qingyi sat motionless behind the table. When the man approached, Cui Qingyi smelled the unique aroma of pastries and immediately had an idea in her mind.
Come on, here comes the troublemaker.
The man's face darkened as he looked around the yard and stared at Cui Qingyi: "Are you the female teacher of this girls' school?"
Cui Qingyi nodded.
The man took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. "I heard you're going to start a pastry-making class to teach people how to make pastries?"
Cui Qingyi continued to nod calmly.
Seeing Cui Qingyi's nonchalant look, the man suddenly raised his voice, "Do you know what you are doing? You are destroying our jobs.
Making pastries is a skill passed down from our ancestors. If you just teach others, will your family know about it? Do your parents know about it?"
At this point, the man looked at Cui Qingyi with suspicion again, "You are a girl, could it be that you stole the ancestral recipe from your family?
I was saying that who would take out a precious formula and teach it to someone who has nothing to do with it? Little girl, I advise you to quickly close this school and go home, otherwise if your parents find out you are doing this kind of thing outside, they will probably break your legs.
The man's saliva flew, and the more he spoke, the more he felt that he seemed to have guessed something right.
Cui Qingyi looked at the few drops of saliva that landed on the table and wondered which bakery this man worked for. Had she and Konjac ever shopped there before? This man loved to talk and spit, so did he actually have the habit of chatting while making pastries?
Cui Qingyi stopped quickly before she became disgusted by her own associations.
Seeing Cui Qingyi with her head down and motionless, the man thought that she was frightened by his words. In his excitement and pride, he even reached out to grab Cui Qingyi by the collar.
A glimmer of light flashed in the man's eyes. In fact, he saw the girl's appearance at a glance when he entered the room. Her skin was so tender and white with a rosy glow that his lower abdomen tightened instantly.
He was doing business in this county town, and on a daily basis he met young ladies and wives from various families, and even the wives of wealthy families. However, this was the first time he had seen someone who looked like this. Her eyes seemed to be able to speak, making people itch.
As he reached out his hand, he thought to himself, "He wouldn't do anything, so even if he took the opportunity to touch her, it wouldn't matter." Besides, these older girls valued their reputations the most, so even if they discovered something, they wouldn't dare to shout.
Cui Qingyi had just driven the association between saliva and pastries out of her mind when she looked up and saw a dirty hand coming towards her.
There was a heavy stone paperweight on the table. Cui Qingyi picked it up and when she smashed it down, she was still thinking that with her strength, she shouldn't be able to break someone's hand.
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