Since the group had come all the way from the prefectural city to show their support, He Jiuniang insisted on spending some time with them, leaving Lu Baichuan behind and leading them to a private room to talk.
They set off early in the morning and only just arrived, so they were naturally starving. They readily ordered a table full of delicious dishes and chatted as they talked.
He Jiuniang had just eaten, and now she couldn't eat anything, so she just drank some tea.
When women sit together, gossip is inevitable. He Jiu Niang first asked Madam Li about Li Yuan's recent situation. Madam Li smiled and said, "It's all thanks to Madam Lu's guidance. My Yuan'er has changed a lot since she entered Jia Yuan Pavilion. I didn't approve of it at first, but now that I see her like that, I'm genuinely happy for her. I was very offended by Madam Lu before, and I really shouldn't have done that. Please don't hold it against me, and I will try my best to make it up to you in the future!"
Madam Li spoke these words sincerely, after all, she had previously complained that He Jiuniang was unreasonable, actually making her daughter work as a factory worker drawing blueprints and such.
She had originally hoped that her daughter's skills would be subpar and that she would be rejected by Jiayuan Pavilion, thus deterring her daughter from pursuing marriage and allowing her to stay home and wait patiently for her wedding.
Unexpectedly, her daughter succeeded in getting into Jiayuan Pavilion through her own abilities. After a few days there, she would come back every day and happily share what she had seen and heard with her.
Originally, Madam Li was disdainful, thinking that the life of a female worker could be meaningless. However, she did not expect it to be so rich. Women with similar interests were together, exchanging techniques and providing each other with inspiration. The atmosphere was very good. If they encountered something they did not know, they could discuss it with each other. If they really did not know, they could ask their supervisor. If the supervisor did not know either, he would present it to He Jiu Niang for advice.
He Jiuniang is a very responsible employer. She always answers technical questions in great detail, making them easy to understand.
This made Li Yuan admire her even more, and she felt a little embarrassed when she thought about her own rash behavior.
She was originally going to come along, but the design drafts in her hand were not yet fully completed, so she could only ask her mother to bring more gifts and her own sentiments, so that He Jiuniang could see her sincerity.
He Jiuniang found it unbelievable that she was so happy. She thought she would be unhappy, but she was surprised to see her so pleased.
Actually, she didn't expect that Li Yuan was quite talented. The clothes she designed had an indescribable feel to them. Although they weren't particularly stunning, they had a lot of character.
He Jiuniang didn't hesitate to keep the person. Although there had been some minor frictions between her and the mother and daughter, she wouldn't let go of any opportunity to make money.
Furthermore, as long as they behave themselves and don't cause trouble in front of her, it won't really affect her.
Seeing Madam Li like this now, she was quite happy. Although she didn't care how many enemies she had, having one more friend was always better than having one more enemy.
"Miss Li is very talented, and it's rare that Mrs. Li supports her hobby so much. It's her good fortune. If Miss Li achieves great things in the future, Mrs. Li will naturally benefit as well."
He Jiuniang spoke politely, her face beaming with a smile, leaving no room for criticism.
Mrs. Li smiled broadly, thinking to herself that she was definitely benefiting from the situation. During the time her daughter had been at Jiayuan Pavilion, she had already gained quite a few advantages. The new styles from Jiayuan Pavilion that were previously impossible to get could now be easily obtained at employee benefit prices, and she could even wear them before others.
Previously, there was a limit to how much Lu Hei Ya (a type of braised duck), and no amount of connections could help. She loved it so much that she could only look forward to the next day. Now, her daughter, an employee, has special privileges and can eat as much as she wants. She's even gotten a little tired of it.
She originally thought that her daughter would be laughed at for working as a factory worker, but to her surprise, people were incredibly envious of her, praising her daughter and saying that she was very lucky.
So she immediately supported her daughter in doing what she liked. Many times, what she thought was bad might not actually be bad; as long as her daughter was happy, that was all that mattered.
Upon hearing this, Madam Xia immediately said, "Madam Li is indeed blessed. My daughter's embroidery skills are simply not presentable, and I'm almost driven to despair by it!"
"Oh, Madam Xia, you flatter me. Miss Qian is still young and doesn't understand things yet. She'll grow up and be better! If you're worried that she won't learn well, you can hire a tutor for her. She'll be proficient in a few years!"
Watching them chat so calmly, He Jiuniang found it hard to believe. Who would have thought that these two were once the inheritors of the eccentric and sarcastic style?
As Cheng Xuewei watched them talk about their children, she felt somewhat melancholy. Although she had been married, she had no children of her own. She hadn't thought about finding another man recently, so the only option was to adopt a child. However, every child in the family was precious, and everyone was reluctant to part with them. Moreover, there were no suitable young children available at the moment, so the adoption process had been delayed.
Now that she sees everyone talking about children, she feels very envious.
He Jiuniang seemed to see through her thoughts and said, "Sister Cheng is still young, why not take advantage of your youth to have a child yourself?"
Madam Xia and Madam Li then remembered that Cheng Xuewei was childless, and realized they had said too much. They hurriedly joined He Jiuniang in persuading her.
"Yes, the Cheng family's daughter is so young and comes from a good family. What kind of man can't she find?"
"Being young is great. If I were a few years younger, I would also find another man to marry. But now that I'm older, I don't have that thought anymore."
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Cheng Xuewei smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I really don't want to look, it's that I haven't found a suitable candidate. People with similar family backgrounds to mine all have happy families. Those whose families aren't as well-off as mine are all after my money. If I find someone like that, they'll end up like my ex-husband. I'm scared, so I don't want to look anymore."
When she was with her ex-husband, she couldn't get pregnant because she was too fat. Now that she has lost weight and is able to get pregnant, she can't find a suitable partner, so she can only wait it out. In the end, she will just adopt a child to take care of her in her old age and see her off when she dies.
No, she's rich and can support herself in her old age. At most, someone will take care of her until she dies. After she dies, a child will break a basin to send her on her way.
What she said made sense, and the group looked at each other, unsure how to persuade her.
Mrs. Qian thought for a moment and said, "You have to be careful when choosing a man. The reason I finally decided to divorce him was firstly because of Mrs. Lu's advice, and secondly because I found out some things I didn't know before. It turns out that Qian Xing and that vixen had been having an affair for a long time. The two of them often met at that vixen's teahouse. Qian Xing even used my name to help that vixen run the teahouse business. When I found out, I was heartbroken. If I could do it all over again, I would never have wanted to marry such a man!"
He Jiuniang instantly grasped the key information: tea?
Is Qian Xing's new wife also in the tea business?
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