Chapter 47: Princess Carry!
Led by Chen Xiuxiu, a total of fifteen women came to the Zhao family's house; they all wanted to work in the embroidery room.
Chen Xiuxiu said, "Brother Zhao, we all know how to make clothes, and our embroidery skills are pretty good too. Since you need to hire people here anyway, why not take us all in? We can accept a lower wage than them. Everyone's family is struggling financially, and we can't leave home to find work elsewhere. Don't worry, Brother Zhao is such a good person, he'll definitely take us all in, right, Brother Zhao?!"
Zhao Yunjing said expressionlessly, "The embroidery room belongs to Ajiao. Whether or not to take in people is up to Ajiao."
Chen Xiuxiu's face froze: "How did it become hers? Aren't the clothes all made by Auntie? She just gives orders—"
“If it weren’t for Ajiao’s mouth, our family wouldn’t even have this embroidery room.” Aunt Zhao interrupted Chen Xiuxiu, walked to Zhou Mujiao’s side, and defended her. “The embroidery room belongs to Ajiao. Our Zhao family only contributed one room. Even I only get twenty-five coins a day. When it comes to hiring people, no one but Ajiao has the final say.”
Chen Xiuxiu brought several of her girlfriends with her today. One of them got anxious and shouted, "Xiuxiu, didn't you say that Zhao Yunjing was in love with you and that he would take us in as soon as you said it? How come the Zhao family is saying that the embroidery room belongs to that... that Liu Ya?"
Another voice chimed in, "Is that even a question? That poor thing must have thought Liu Ya was pretty and didn't like our Xiu Xiu anymore! If he doesn't like Xiu Xiu, then naturally the embroidery room will belong to that girl!"
"Even our Xiuxiu didn't complain that he was unlucky and would bring bad luck to his family, and he still dared to abandon our Xiuxiu! Ugh! What a scumbag!"
He kept calling her a "bad guy" and a "scumbag," which made Zhou Mujiao furious.
She smiled slightly at Chen Xiuxiu and her girlfriends: "You all have such foul mouths, you must have been eating shit all day, right?"
Chen Xiuxiu recalled the fear she felt when she fell into cow dung last time, and immediately backed away in fright.
The other girls, unaware of this, also became enraged upon seeing Zhou Mujiao. One of them shouted, "We didn't say anything wrong! Everyone in Peach Blossom Village knows that Zhao Yunjing is an unlucky guy!"
"That's right, that's right, we're just telling the truth!"
"You're the one who ate shit! Your whole family is the real culprits—"
Zhou Mujiao interrupted with a smile: "Since no one has eaten, I'll be generous and treat you to a whole pound!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the ox pulling the cart suddenly walked toward the girls, forcing them far enough away before suddenly defecating on them, plunging them right into the excrement. The girls screamed and jumped up and down, not knowing what was happening, and then they all fell face down and ate the excrement!
Zhou Mujiao covered her nose: "Ugh, a perfectly good girl would rather eat shit than have food. I don't know what kind of fetish that is!"
Looking at the girls' miserable state from afar, everyone felt a little nauseous. They looked at Zhou Mujiao and subtly took two steps back.
Zhao Yunjing stepped forward: "I'm just that unlucky. If you don't want to end up like them, then leave now!"
Everyone looked at each other, reluctant to leave. Someone shamelessly asked, "Six, Six, could we come work in the embroidery room too? We can get paid less!"
"Yes, yes, as long as you're willing to hire us, I can do any kind of work!"
"If the embroidery room doesn't need anyone, how about a cook? I can cook! And I'm very fast!"
"I'm strong, I can do heavy work!"
Zhou Mujiao looked around and saw that the women all looked anxious. She nodded and said, "You've come at the right time. I was just planning to expand my embroidery workshop, but whether you can stay depends on your skills. Little girl!"
Yang Xiaoya immediately ran into the embroidery room and took out scraps of cloth and thread baskets, along with two samples, for the dozen or so women to try working on on the spot.
Zhao Yunjing silently unloaded the goods. Shiba moved a bamboo chair for Zhou Mujiao and stood beside her with his hands behind his back, supervising the work with a serious expression.
Two butterflies flew over, sometimes hovering above the heads of the dozen or so women, sometimes flying further away, and sometimes flying right in front of her, staring at her with their little eyes. At first, Shiba could barely control herself from looking, but later, when one of the pink butterflies landed on her arm, she could no longer control her thoughts.
At first, her big eyes darted left and right, her mind completely focused on the butterfly. Wherever the butterfly flew, her eyes followed. Later, when the butterfly flew away, she ran after it, not forgetting to tell Zhou Mujiao before she ran away: "Sister, I'm going to catch butterflies. I'm going to stir-fry butterflies tonight."
Zhou Mujiao almost burst out laughing.
So, apart from still living in a dilapidated house, she's not starving anymore, right? Why is she even trying to eat butterflies now?
He turned his head and met Zhao Yunjing's gaze, but the other man immediately looked away.
Tsk, this man has other ideas.
Zhou Mujiao handed the scene over to Yang Xiaoya and Aunt Zhao, then turned and went into the embroidery room. When Zhao Yunjing entered the courtyard again, she let out a soft "ouch" and sat down on the floor.
Footsteps approached quickly, and soon Zhao Yunjing was seen.
Upon seeing Zhou Mujiao sitting on the ground, Zhao Yunjing's heart clenched. He rushed over in a few strides, his face filled with anxiety: "You twisted your ankle? Which one? Left or right? Or both?"
Zhou Mujiao remained silent, simply looking at him. However, Zhao Yunjing's attention was entirely focused on her feet, and he didn't notice her gaze. After asking her twice without receiving an answer, he simply picked her up.
And it was a princess carry!
Zhou Mujiao slapped her heart down and immediately hugged his neck: "Brother Zhao, I'm fine."
The girl's sweet fragrance filled his nostrils, and before him lay her sweet smiling face. Zhao Yunjing froze, his mind reeling: "Then, then you—"
"Brother Zhao, why is your face so red?" Zhou Mujiao asked directly, "And your face is so hot, are you sick?"
Zhao Yunjing froze even more, not daring to move at all.
Zhou Mujiao gritted her teeth, changed her hug from his neck to his head, and even pressed her forehead against his: "Oh my god, it's so hot, Brother Zhao, you're really sick!"
In idol dramas, at this point, the male lead usually says, "Woman, you're playing with fire," and then pins the female lead down for a passionate kiss. But in reality—
Zhao Yunjing placed her on the embroidery table and ran away.
They ran away...
Alright...
Since she was three years old, President Zhou has had a bunch of playmates. After she turned fifteen or sixteen, she had a lot of suitors. It's no exaggeration to say that they lined up from the Zhou family all the way to France. Some people went to great lengths just to have dinner with her, while others even gave up their family businesses to come and help her. Zhou Mujiao was used to being chased and fawned over, so how could she know what it was like to pursue someone else?
She finally met someone she liked and who was great in every way, so she took the initiative. But the other person didn't accept her and ran away!
President Zhou had never been so humiliated before, and he immediately went berserk, practically going on a rampage in the embroidery room.
Yang Xiaoya originally had something she wanted to tell her, but seeing this, she didn't dare to come in. She ran out and whispered to Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao hadn't recovered from the shock of 'Zhou Mujiao throwing a tantrum' when Chen Xiuxiu and her three or four girlfriends arrived.
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