Chapter 217: The Feng Shui in the mansion must be bad, it offended the young lady
At night, Li Yulan developed a high fever. She felt very uncomfortable. She took the medicine, but her mouth felt bitter and her heart was sour. She thought about it and realized that it had only been two days.
A lot of embarrassing things happened.
She looked at the maid, "Shui Ling, come here."
Shui Ling stepped forward, and she covered her face with her hands. The pain came too quickly, making her eyes red. She called out in confusion: "Miss, did this servant do something wrong?"
Li Yulan frowned and said, "Your name is Shuiling, right?"
Shui Ling was confused and nodded with a tingling scalp under the young lady's malicious gaze.
"yes…"
Snap! Snap!
The cheeks are swollen on both sides.
Shui Ling fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face. She cried, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Hatred flashed in Li Yulan's eyes. "I've been drowning a lot these past few days, and your name is Shui Ling. Are you unlucky for me? You little bitch, were you sent by God to torture me? I'm going to sell you out!"
Sell?
No! It will kill people.
Shui Ling kowtowed repeatedly, crying and begging, "Miss, I didn't do that. You were fine in Shengjing, but you've been unlucky since you came here. First, it must be the bad feng shui in the mansion that has offended you, Miss."
Hearing this, Li Yulan fell into deep thought.
A golden glint flashed in her dark eyes, and she said proudly, "I have an idea. Shuiling, come here, I want to tell you something. If you can do it, you can continue to stay by my side. If you can't, you know the consequences."
Shui Ling trembled all over.
There is really something wrong with the feng shui of this house. How did the young lady become so vicious?
In order to survive, you have no choice but to obey.
"I understand."
“…”
At the same time, Su Ming County also had another sick and troubled person. Zhang Shuiqi became seriously ill for three days.
However, with his influence, the salt transportation was quick and simple. Yu laughed for three days. He took the purple teapot, drank tea and said, "Finally, the Zhang family paid the price."
The incense in the ancestral hall seems to be more prosperous.
The weather is getting colder, but the factory is getting warmer. Many people are willing to work overtime, and there are very humane rules and regulations, allowing children to be brought to the play area in the factory.
There are people who look after children.
However, when there are too many children, they tend to become noisy, and when they become noisy, they tend to fight.
As soon as Jiusu came in, he heard a quarrel. Qian Junjie managed the place well. When he heard that it was the children making noise, everyone just tried to persuade them and then stopped talking and continued to work.
Rule: No slacking off during work hours. (Slacking off is a work attitude that is lax and passive.)
"What happened?"
Qian Junjie scratched his messy hair, like a victim trying to stop a fight. He said, "The kids are fighting, and their parents are arguing inside."
Jiusu arrived at the children's area and saw them arguing with each other fiercely.
Qian Junjie shouted, "The boss is here!"
There was complete silence for a moment. They looked over and lowered their heads, not daring to say a word. Only the child was crying.
They called out politely, "Boss."
Jiusu nodded and said calmly, "Except for the parties involved, everyone else should go back to work. You two families should follow me to the office."
As soon as they entered the office, they immediately knelt on the ground and apologized.
"Boss, we were wrong. Please don't fire me."
Jiusu sighed and helped the two families up. She asked them to sit down and said, "As long as they are not deliberately causing trouble, they will not be expelled. But the problem still needs to be solved. Why did the children fight? I want to hear what the two children have to say."
Goudan said, "He was the one who complained first, so I hit him."
Wang Guang said, "Goudan said he wanted to stay here secretly at night. I said that if a lot of people learned this, the factory would be in chaos. If something got lost, it would be very troublesome. I told Uncle Junjie and he beat me."
Goudan's mother blushed and lowered her head.
"Boss, I'm sorry, it's the child who is ignorant."
Goudan couldn't pull his mother down. It was clearly his fault, so why did his mother kneel down to apologize? He straightened his little body and knelt on the ground, his eyes red as he said, "It's too cold at home in the winter. I want to live here to keep warm. It's so spacious here, can you let us stay here? We have grandma and my little sister at home, they'll freeze to death."
In fact, this is what most people think.
It’s just that children are more honest, so they told it out.
Aunt Wang pleaded, "Master, the children are just afraid of the cold, they don't have any other bad intentions."
Jiusu understood, she said.
"It's just a thought, it's no big deal. Everyone wants to stay somewhere warm. Can you take me to your home?"
The two families were stunned.
But they all took her home to see it obediently.
In comparison, Goudan's house was warmer, while Aunt Wang's house was just a wooden house with windows and doors tightly sewn with old cloth, but it was useless.
Wang Guang stroked the worn and heavy clothes with a lost look on his face.
"Dad will protect us through this cold winter."
Jiusu's eyes flickered slightly, he was a little surprised, but he also had a worst premonition in his heart.
Aunt Wang choked up and said, "The child was sick, so he went hunting in the mountains in the heavy snow, hoping to give the child something warm to eat, but he never came back. After a few days of heavy snowfall, he dared to go up the mountain to look for him, but all he found was this bloody set of clothes."
Wang Guang knelt on the ground with his small body, sobbing and crying.
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been sick, Dad wouldn't have gone hunting in the mountains..."
Jiusu's eyes were red and swollen. She said, "I've already understood the specific situation. I told you that as long as you work in the factory, I'll definitely make sure you have a warm winter. While I can't guarantee that everyone will be well, at least it will be much better than before."
The weather is getting colder and it’s getting dark earlier.
Warming efforts must be stepped up.
Chen Linghua tallied up the houses in the village. She said awkwardly, "There are 205 households in the village, but only ten have brick and tile houses. The majority have mud and wooden houses, and a few have... thatched houses."
Jiusu looked at the people sitting in the room.
She said, "Grandpa Rong, I have bricks and cement for insulation. If every household builds a cement house, how long will it take?"
Then he felt that the task was too heavy, so he added.
"We don't care about aesthetics, just keep it out of the cold and wind, and make sure it can accommodate a bed and a table. For example, a family of four can live in one room, with men and women separated by a wooden door or other partitions."
In times of crisis, there is no need to care about etiquette. Being alive is the greatest blessing.
Chen Rongsheng pondered, "That's a solution. The fastest way to clean a room would take a day, and then we need to dry it in the sun. That would take hundreds of days."
After hundreds of days, the cold winter was over.
Village Chief Chen's face showed sadness. He sighed and said, "I'm afraid I can't wait any longer."
Jiusu said, "If we reduce factory working hours by two hours a day and everyone builds houses, and then we hire people from outside to do the work, I don't believe we won't be able to build houses before the real winter arrives!"
"This will greatly reduce the time," Chen Rongsheng said happily. "Building a house for your own family means you must be working very hard."
Then, when they thought about hiring people from outside, they all looked embarrassed.
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