As the saying goes, looks are 30% natural and 70% about how you dress. None of the nine sisters in the Tang family have any major flaws in appearance, except for the fourth sister, Cuihong, who looks like the deceased old lady Tang. She has a small nose and small eyes, and even in her old age, she has a sharp and mean appearance. However, Cuihong is taciturn and spends most of her time working with her head down, and she doesn't like to communicate with people.
Over the years, she has only been more patient with her own family. She is stingy with the glances of outsiders and is not one to suffer losses. So her face is usually expressionless, which makes her look particularly fierce.
The other eight sisters all have ordinary, average faces; any minor differences are simply due to their individual personalities.
In Tao Tao's own words, she doesn't have a conventionally beautiful face, but she's not ugly either. As long as she's diligent and takes good care of herself, she'll definitely stand out among her peers. It all depends on whether she's willing to dress up and groom herself.
However, the nine Tang sisters are used to being low-key, unlike Wenli, who would let her child go hungry just to dress up.
That evening, Cuilian went to get food again. She took a look at where Chef Liu was standing and chose another long line after confirming her choice. However, she did not expect that when it was almost her turn, the man would look in her direction and switch places with his colleague from the opposite shift.
Tang Cuilian was furious at that moment, but fortunately Zhao Lingli noticed her predicament and quickly came to her aid.
"Cuilian, come here, let's switch seats. I want to eat braised tofu today."
Actually, no matter where you stand, you can get the food you want. Zhao Lingli deliberately lined up next to Cuilian today, because she wanted to see if this guy named Da Liu really had feelings for Cuilian.
Then we witnessed that interesting scene. The two of them worked together perfectly. Just as it was about to be their turn, they suddenly switched places. Cuilian coldly ordered a plate of stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar and two steamed buns. She didn't even get her favorite brown rice. She turned around and left without even glancing at Da Liu, who was being urged at the window next to her.
"Hey, Liu, what are you looking at? Hurry up and get me my food. I want this braised tofu, not shredded potatoes."
One of the workers couldn't stand it anymore. Zhao Lingli, standing behind him, waved to Tang Cuilian: 'You go first.'
When it was Zhao Lingli's turn, Da Liu looked at her as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. She didn't give him a chance to speak, and quickly chased after Tang Cuilian after serving the food.
"Godmother, now it's confirmed. That man has ulterior motives. Damn it, what kind of person is he? He deliberately embarrasses me. He's definitely doing it on purpose. How could he have fallen for me? Doesn't he know I have to support nine people by myself?"
Zhao Lingli glanced towards the large kitchen. "If he really has a history of domestic violence against his wife, and his ex-wife was killed by him, it means that he has violent tendencies. Your family is all women, do you think he would care?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Cuilian instinctively shrank her neck.
"Oh my god, that's terrifying. From now on, I'll have someone else get my food for me. I'm not going anymore. If I can't afford to mess with them, can't I at least avoid them?"
But Zhao Lingli felt that hiding wasn't a good idea, and it wasn't realistic to keep bothering people to get her meals. What should she do?
It wasn't until the sisters got together over the weekend that they came up with a solution that would solve the problem once and for all.
Because Cuihong had gone to the winery with Cuilian, Cuilian led Cuihong to the canteen for lunch at noon. Sure enough, this guy named Da Liu had switched seats with his colleague again. However, Zhao Lingli was on shift today and couldn't help her.
"Please order four ounces of rice, one serving of braised eggplant, and one serving of chili powder rings."
Whether it was intentional or not, Cuilian was unable to catch the lunchbox in time. Just as the lunchbox was about to fall into the vegetable basin, the man grabbed it and lifted it up along with Cuilian's hand, speaking gently in his extremely irritating voice.
Be careful!
Cuilian froze. Her coworkers behind her had already started to jeer. In her anxiety, she turned around with the dishes in her hands and started cursing.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Why are you yelling like that? Are you blind? Didn't you see he let go before I even took it?"
As she spoke, her face flushed red, she turned her head and said, "Master Liu, what did you mean just now? You've let everyone spread rumors about us once or twice?"
Today, while everyone's here, I'll say something—
I, Tang Cuilian, may be an old maid, but I have hands and feet and can support myself.
I don't need anyone to support me, and I certainly won't stay silent about these rumors just to save face.
I'm going to say something really tough right now: even if I never get married in my entire life, I will never marry a divorced man who beat his ex-wife to death by causing her miscarriage. Do you understand, Master Liu?
Next time, don't switch shifts with your colleagues when it's almost my turn. I've already made a point of queuing in a line that's not yours to avoid any suspicion. How can you not see the difference between good and bad?
"You and I, it's impossible, never possible, understand?"
The scene was completely silent; everyone was stunned by Tang Cuilian's blunt words.
Especially those female comrades who liked to joke about Cuilian, even tried to come out and appease her with so-called words of reconciliation.
"Oh, Cuilian, what are you doing? Master Liu from Renmin University didn't do anything to you. Aren't you being too sensitive?"
"That's right, Cuilian. You said you didn't hold it properly, so how can you say that Master Liu took the opportunity to touch your hand? Don't be too proud of yourself!"
"You're saying that Master Liu specially changed seats for you? Master Liu, aren't you going to say something? Look at how she's framed you, you old rogue!"
Chef Liu, a portly man of 1.85 meters, was unusually flustered and uneasy.
He even cautiously tried to appease Tang Cuilian: "Comrade Cuilian, you've really misunderstood me. I really didn't."
Cuilian glanced around indifferently, finally fixing her gaze on the few female workers who usually didn't get along with her.
"Li Daju, I was saying he touched my hand? But you, yesterday I saw you taking a bunch of chives from the kitchen and chatting and laughing with Chef Liu as you said goodbye!"
"And you, Zhao Zhaodi, didn't you say in the workshop the other day that Master Liu helped you exchange two jin of brown sugar? What, you take a favor and then come and speak well of him? Did I falsely accuse him of being an old rogue? Master Liu, did I say that, or did she say it?"
Tang Cuilian retorted to each of them, making Liu Hongtao's face a colorful mix of anger. "You guys are busy, I won't bother you any longer."
After leaving the cafeteria, Tang Cuilian took Tang Cuihong's hand and asked, "How was it? Did you act convincingly?"
Cuihong had been observing coldly, but after hearing her sister's question, she nodded and said in a hoarse voice.
"When he looked into your eyes, he seemed to want to devour you alive. If he kept fishing, he might just be able to reel you in."
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