Liu just wanted to get the hairpin as soon as possible, so she didn't care about the five grains and washing her hands. She waved her hands and said impatiently, "Alright, alright, since it's so troublesome, forget about this hairpin. I'll find a way to buy Ruorou another one."
"How can that be?" Shen Weiwan immediately "anxious", "Aunt, didn't you say that Sister Ruorou could marry a good family if she wore my hairpin? How can we just let it go? Isn't it just cleaning your hands with grains? I think it's quite simple, how about I do it myself?"
As she spoke, without waiting for Liu's response, she shouted to Chuntao, "Chuntao, go and bring me the grains I asked you to prepare yesterday!"
Chuntao had been waiting nearby, and upon hearing this, she immediately came over carrying a large earthenware basin. The basin was filled to the brim with grains, and a closer look revealed not only millet, soybeans, and black beans, but also a lot of coarse sand and pebbles.
Liu looked at the pot of mess and frowned: "Wanwan, what are you doing?"
Shen Weiwan said innocently, "Aunt, this is whole grains! Although it's not fried, it's fine as long as the meaning is there! Look, this grain is so precious, rubbing it can get rid of bad luck!"
As she spoke, she picked up a handful of grains and stuffed them into Liu's hands: "Aunt, you love me the most, you will definitely be willing to wash my hands for me to present to my mother, right? Look, just like this..."
Liu looked at the rough grains and the sharp stones, then at Shen Weiwan's expectant eyes, and suddenly had a bad feeling. She wanted to pull her hand back, but Shen Weiwan held it tightly.
"Aunt, please help me!" Shen Weiwan's voice was not loud, but the servants around her heard it. "Look, there are so many servants watching us. Please demonstrate and let me learn how to wash my hands!"
Liu was in a dilemma. The servants around her looked at her with a hint of amusement in their eyes. If she didn't wash it, wouldn't it seem disrespectful to the late wife? But the contents of the basin looked so rough, wouldn't washing it make her skin peel?
“Aunt?” Shen Weiwan was still “urging”, and the grains in her hand had already been stuffed into Liu’s palm.
Liu gritted her teeth, thinking that washing it would be fine, it was just for show. So she forced a smile and put her hand into the pottery basin.
"Ouch!" As soon as she touched the rough grains and stones, Liu couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and a stinging pain came from the palm of her hand.
Shen Weiwan immediately asked with "concern": "Aunt, what's wrong with you? Are you too hard? Let me rub it for you!"
As she spoke, she grabbed a handful of grains and rubbed them into Liu's hands, regardless of whether Liu was willing or not. The rough grains and stones rubbed against Liu's delicate palms, causing her to grimace in pain and almost cry.
“Wanwan, that’s enough…” Liu wanted to pull her hand out, but Shen Weiwan held it tighter.
"Aunt, didn't you say it was for my own good?" Shen Weiwan's voice suddenly rose. "Now I just asked you to wash my hands, and you cried out in pain? Is your respect for my mother not as great as this basin of grains?"
The servants around them could no longer hold back and lowered their heads, their shoulders shaking. The old butler also had a face that looked like he was trying to suppress a laugh. He coughed twice and turned away.
Liu's face turned red and white, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. She could only let Shen Weiwan "scrub" her hands. After a while, her palms were rubbed red and slightly broken.
"Look!" Shen Weiwan suddenly pointed at Liu's hand and exclaimed, "Aunt, your hands are all rubbed raw! You have worked so hard for my hairpin!"
At this point, the servants around could no longer hold back and burst out laughing.
Liu couldn't stand it anymore, she pulled her hand back abruptly, looked at her red and broken palm, and then looked at the servants around her who were trying to hold back their laughter, she was so angry that she trembled all over: "Chen Weiwan! You...you did it on purpose!"
Shen Weiwan blinked innocently: "Aunt, how could I do that on purpose? I just wanted you to help me clean my hands and offer them to my mother. Look, your hands are all broken, which must have touched my mother's spirit in heaven. As for that hairpin, I think I'd better not lend it to you for now. Let's talk about it after your hands are healed."
Liu looked at Shen Weiwan’s innocent look, then looked at her own embarrassed hands, and was so angry that she couldn’t say a word, and turned around and ran back to her yard.
Shen Weiwan looked at Liu’s back, a smug smile on her lips.
First round, done!
Chun Tao came close to her and asked in a low voice, "Miss, your trick is really amazing, isn't it?"
Shen Weiwan patted the grain in her hand and raised her eyebrows, saying, "This is just the beginning. She, Liu, is still a little naive to fight with me! Let's go back to the room. This lady wants to have a good rest and wait to see the next good show!"
After saying this, she walked back to her courtyard with her head held high, leaving the servants in stunned silence.
From then on, a new joke appeared in the General's Mansion: the Second Lady rubbed her hand raw for a hairpin and became the laughing stock of the whole mansion. And the eldest daughter, Shen Weiwan, seemed not as silly as before, and even had a subtle attitude that was not easy to mess with.
Shen Weiwan sat in front of the window, looking at the bright sunshine outside, feeling refreshed.
Liu, Shen Ruorou, Li Xiu... I will take back everything you owe me, including the principal and interest! In this life, I, Shen Weiwan, will be my own master and live a prosperous life!
She picked up the red gold hairpin on the table. The sunlight shone on it, reflecting a dazzling light.
Very good, first step, keep it.
Next, it’s Shen Ruorou’s turn as the white lotus, right?
The smile on Shen Weiwan's lips became more cunning, and a calculating light flashed in her eyes. I'm afraid the sky in the capital is about to change.
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