The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Lu Chaoyun was incredulous. This daughter had really changed. She used to not dare to do anything against other people's wishes.

He has become so stable and calm now, which suits her personality, but she is still a little worried.

"Girl, are you... okay?" Lu Chaoyun asked her worriedly, really afraid that she had fallen abnormally.

Jiang Muxia blinked her eyes, "I'm fine. Don't you think I felt good when I said that to that old pervert?"

"It's refreshing, but if you say that, Fang Guizhi's reputation will be ruined." Lu Chaoyun was still tough on the outside but soft on the inside. She was still worried about the person who had scolded them twice in just half a day.

"Mother is so kind-hearted. Have you forgotten what she said to insult us? People like her are only worthy of cold words. If you give her a ladder, she will be able to climb over your nose. In the future, have less contact with people like her. She has said that she has been with our family for five generations. What are you still worried about her doing? And Second Aunt, you heard what Aunt Chun and the others said this morning. Don't let her soften your heart and believe her again." Being too soft-hearted is Lu Chaoyun's biggest taboo. She is afraid that if someone insults her first and then gives her a sweet treat, she will go after them again.

"Aunt, I think my sister is right." Jiang Muxia's performance today made him trust his sister a little more.

"Okay, I'll listen to you from now on." Fang Guizhi's scolding reminded her of her daughter's heartfelt words to her. The child she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy must not be separated from her.

As we entered the outskirts of Donggang Village, we heard a commotion in front of the Li family workshop, and there seemed to be shouting and cursing.

In front of the gate of his business, Li Jiufu was surrounded by a group of weavers, who talked to him one by one and asked him to give an explanation.

"Li Dalang, you must give us an explanation today. Can we do this job or not? There are still several mouths to feed at home. The work has been suspended for five or six days. How can we survive?"

"Yes, yes. If you plan to close the workshop and pay everyone their wages, we will go out to find work. It's not a good idea to keep us hanging all day long."

"Master, please give us a definite answer. If the workshop continues to operate, I will continue to work with you."

Li Jiufu was anxious. He had not yet found the root cause of the quality problem of the goods, and now he had no solution.

He had no choice but to comfort them. He shouted, "Sisters-in-law, aunts, uncles, listen to me. There is something wrong with the workshop now. We are only temporarily suspended. We will not close it. After the problem is resolved, I will notify everyone to come to work. I will prepare for one day today, and you can come to get this month's wages tomorrow."

"Please believe me, as long as our Li family workshop exists, we will never treat you unfairly."

"If you can't wait, you can find another job. When my workshop reopens, everyone is welcome to come back and work."

Only after hearing Li Jiufu's affirmative statement did the crowd gradually disperse.

Li Jiufu got back into the car and drove home.

The ox cart had not gone far when a loud noise of knocking on the door was heard from the direction of the workshop.

Didn't everyone leave? Why is someone coming again?

Li Jifu jumped out of the car.

"Aunt, you and your sister go home first. I'll go see what's going on." He handed the reins to Lu Chaoyun, turned around and ran back to the door of the workshop.

"Mom, I'm worried about him going alone. I'll go and check on him." As he said that, he asked for a car.

"Ouch, your leg." Seeing his daughter jump out of the car, Lu Chaoyun shouted distressedly: "Don't move, let's all go."

The people in front of the workshop are no longer the workers inside the workshop.

In front of the gate, more than a dozen men dressed similarly surrounded Li Jiufu. Judging from the style of their clothes, they should be servants of someone's family in the county.

There were four or five donkey carts parked in the shade of trees in the distance. They were holding sticks in their hands and shouting, demanding an explanation from the Li family.

From the actions of these people, we can guess that they are here to cause trouble.

He frowned and said in a cold voice: "One of you can come out and tell me what's going on."

A thin little man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks came out from the crowd and said, "Your silk is poisonous. My son wore clothes made of your silk and his skin became red, swollen and ulcerated. Give us an explanation, either pay money or go to the government office."

"Nonsense, you say my silk cloth is poisonous, does that mean it is poisonous? How do you prove it?" Li Jiufu was so angry that he laughed. This was nonsense. He had been working with cloth for so many years, and this was the first time he heard that cloth was poisonous.

"Don't disbelieve me. We are from the Mei family in the county. I am the housekeeper of the Mei family, Mei Jiu. My young master has been ill since last night. The doctor checked the clothes he was wearing and found that they were contaminated by the silk woven by your family. The young master's skin was contaminated and his skin rotted. Madam is kind and let us come here to ask for an explanation. Otherwise, we would have reported it to the authorities long ago. If you don't give us an explanation today, we'll see you in the prison."

Mei Jiu's attitude was firm and his words did not seem false.

The Mei family in the county made their fortune by weaving willow products and have a good reputation in the county. Logically, they would not frame the Li family for no reason.

Seeing that he was clear, Li Jifu was puzzled as to why he came directly to them. His cloth was sent to the cloth shop in batches and sold by the cloth shop.

"Butler Mei, is there a misunderstanding here? All my cloth is sold in the cloth shop. How could you..."

Before he could finish his words, Mei Jiu interrupted him and told him his doubts, "You mean to say that the cloth was contaminated in the store. That's impossible. The store where the cloth was sold was owned by my brother-in-law. As far as I know, this batch of cloth was just delivered by your workshop the day before yesterday. The one my little master uses is the first one sold."

Now, Li Jiufu couldn't explain why there was really something wrong with his family's silk cloth.

Now that we have offended the Mei family, I’m afraid that even the entire Li family will not be able to pay for the compensation.

"Uncle Mei, what you said is not right. Normally, our cloth is shipped from the workshop to the cloth shop, and then sold by the cloth shop. There are people checking everything in and out of the workshop, which means that there is no problem with the goods leaving the workshop and arriving at your brother-in-law's shop. Because the cloth shop is the same as our workshop, there are dedicated people in charge of everything in and out. It is neither reasonable nor logical for you to come to us directly on the grounds that the shop is opened by your brother-in-law. Can you guarantee that the people in your brother-in-law's shop are reliable?" Jiang Muxia got off the ox cart, limped to Li Jiufu's side, and pointed out the flaws in the matter.

Mei Jiu glared at her, "What do you mean? How is this possible? The material was taken home by my eldest daughter. How dare those people?"

Jiang Muxia sneered, "Why should I be afraid? You said it yourself, the material was taken home by your eldest daughter, and the shop belongs to your uncle. Who knew it was done by a bad guy? What does it have to do with the bad guy?"

"Instead of wasting time here, why don't you go back and ask your brother-in-law who is in charge of shipping goods in the shop? Who is most likely to tamper with the materials?"

"The workshop belongs to you, of course you are shirking responsibility. I don't care, I will do whatever the head of the family tells me to do. Your Li family workshop can't escape, you must give us an explanation today." Mei Jiu only thought that what Jiang Muxia said was just to excuse her own workshop, and he didn't believe her words at all.

The servants behind Mei Jiu raised their sticks and echoed loudly, demanding justice and an explanation.