Jiang Shuwan has always been fair in her rewards and punishments, and she doesn't tolerate these kinds of bad habits.
The more they fawned over her and belittled her, demanding tips, the less she gave them.
Over time, the servants all knew there was no money to be made in her courtyard, so of course they ran away faster than rabbits.
As for what they say about her behind her back, she doesn't care; it won't hurt her.
Jiang Shuwan ignored the maids and called the little girl to her side.
"Greetings to the young lady."
Upon hearing Jiang Shuwan call her, the little maid immediately stepped forward to greet her.
He lowered his head, his fingers twisted together, looking timid but not particularly afraid.
The servants in the manor all say that the young lady is stingy and not easy to mess with.
But she knew that the young lady had a good temper and never scolded the servants.
"You got bullied again?"
"N-nothing..."
Jiang Shuwan glanced at her little hand, and the little girl quickly hid it in her sleeve.
The little girl's fingers were frozen red; it was obvious she had been washing vegetables in the kitchen and they had frozen solid.
The Jiang family doesn't lack hot water; it must be that the kitchen maids aren't letting her use it.
And such a big pot of soup, usually it's the servant who brings it, why would she, a mere maid, be needed?
This little girl is really honest and simple; she's often bullied, but she's very efficient at her work.
Jiang Shuwan gave her a bowl of ginger tea to ward off the cold, and then asked the old woman to find two old winter clothes that Qingxing no longer wore for her.
I dare not give her the good things, for fear she won't be able to keep them.
The outer layer of the winter coat was made of the most ordinary blue cloth, which looked plain on the surface, but was stuffed with thick cotton inside.
This is the warmest thing to wear in winter.
Clutching the thick cotton coat, the little girl was moved to tears.
This wasn't the first time she'd received a reward; the things Jiang Shuwan gave her weren't expensive, but they were exactly what she needed.
"Thank you, Miss. Thank you, Miss."
The little girl left, clutching the old cotton coat and thanking everyone profusely.
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