Quick Wear: Who said soft girls have to be obedient! biu!

The plot does not explain what happened to the Wen family in the future. Gu Zhen was just looking for an excuse to prevent people from really being kind enough to help her remarry, which would be very troublesome.

She prefers love that comes naturally. If she meets the right person, she will be together with him/her. If not, she will just focus on completing the task.

Now I can take charge of my own life, how comfortable it is.

The original owner refused to listen to her parents' advice and go back because she was tired of serving her in-laws and having to sleep with a man she was not familiar with. It’s scary to think about it.

After hearing her say this, Madam Jun stopped trying to persuade her. She said that women have always been loyal since ancient times, and since they were childhood sweethearts, it was normal for her to not be able to forget them.

But if Wen An was not dead, why didn't he come back? He must have had another woman.

In the room, Jun Xinhuai finished checking the homework and was walking out with Wen Zhao when he heard the conversation between Gu Zhen and his wife.

He patted his disciple on the shoulder and said, "Your eldest sister-in-law has done a lot for the Wen family. Don't be ungrateful in the future. When the court brought back the corpse, it was indeed difficult to prove that it was your eldest brother. No matter whether he is dead or not, just remember this eldest sister-in-law."

Wen Zhao lowered his eyes and agreed. Even if he agreed with his eldest sister-in-law to remarry, he was afraid that the other party would not agree.

Forget it, let's take a step at a time.

The two of them went out and sat with Madam Jun and Gu Zhen, chatting for a while, when they heard the voice of a little boy passing the message outside.

It turned out to be Xie Songhan who arrived.

He had nothing to do today, so he went to visit his mentor, but he didn't expect that his junior fellow apprentice was also there.

Xie Songhan brought Chang An and Qingzhi together. In front of the teacher, he did not show any special treatment for Qingzhi.

Qingzhi took Xie Songhan's cloak and hung it up, then stood aside and served respectfully.

Jun Xinhuai introduced the two brothers to each other: "It just so happens that we are staying here for lunch. Try the vegetables and fruits that your master's wife has just planted. I ate them yesterday and they were very sweet!"

Xie Songhan smiled and said, "Then this disciple is in for a treat. I've been thinking about Master's wife's cooking skills in the capital. Junior brother, you've lived in Suiyun Mountain for five years. Master's wife must have made a lot of delicious food for you, right?"

He was easy-going and deliberately humbled himself. Wen Zhao was neither humble nor arrogant. "Master's wife loves me. She would give me extra meals after school in the evening. After I went to Lin'an, I missed Master's wife's meals for a long time!"

Mrs. Jun immediately felt distressed and stood up to prepare lunch. Gu Zhen naturally followed her.

Xie Songhan glanced sideways at Qingzhi, who also bowed and followed to help.

Madam Jun has always done everything by herself in the mountains, especially cooking, which she rarely lets others do. But today she was amazed by the cooking skills of the maid beside Xie Songhan.

"It seems like you cook for Songhan a lot. No wonder I saw that he was a little fatter this time than when he first came." Mrs. Jun joked.

Qingzhi blushed: "Master, you are not used to the food here. As servants, we will try to make the master feel better."

She didn't talk much and was always busy with her work. Mrs. Jun couldn't find an opportunity to chat with him, so she kept talking to Gu Zhen, and the kitchen was quite lively for a while.

Qingzhi looked at the wonton stall owner and felt that she was straightforward and generous, not at all shy. She felt an indescribable feeling in her heart for a moment.

Actually, what's so good about being a slave in a wealthy family? She looks glamorous and her clothes are many times more expensive than others, but her life is dull and aimless.

If Qingzhi could choose, she would also like to be like this female shopkeeper, standing on the street and promoting her business.

I also want to say a few jokes to someone like Mrs. Jun who is not arrogant.

But Xie Songhan has a lot of rules. If she knew that I was disrespectful to my mentor's wife, she would definitely scold me with a cold face when she returned.

Never mind, it's her fate.

Qingzhi originally looked forward to and was delighted to be Xie Songhan's concubine, but when she came to Qinghe Town and dealt with several wealthy gentry there, she heard from their wives about the fate of several concubines.

The wealthy families in Beijing would naturally not be so despicable, but their methods were even more bloodless.

Qingzhi suddenly felt a hint of despair from the boundless love. What should she do in the future? She couldn't stay in Qinghe Town forever. She had to wake up from the dream.

No mistress could tolerate a concubine like her. They grew up together, Xie Songhan's first woman, and they were master and servant who had shared weal and woe...

Qingzhi's mind was distracted and she cut her finger without paying attention. She immediately cried out "Ouch".

The blood dripped down, staining the chopping board red.

Gu Zhen quickly wiped her hands and pulled her to the water tank outside, "Hurry up and check if the wound is serious. How could you be so careless?"

Qingzhi forced an ugly smile: "I'm fine, just a minor injury."

After washing it with the water, it was found to be just a small wound. Madam Jun asked someone to bring medicine and gauze and bandaged it carefully.

"Come on, kid, just play aside. Their fellow disciples want to eat the food I cook, so it's a good opportunity for you to take a rest." In Mrs. Jun's eyes, Qingzhi was just a teenager.

Qingzhi blushed and bowed: "I will help Madam to light the fire."

"Don't be so pushy here. I don't like that. Go chat with Ah Zhen. You are of similar age. Don't be so restrained. This is not the capital city."

Mrs. Jun was straightforward and generous, and Qingzhi liked her. Gu Zhen pulled her to sit on two rattan chairs, and Qingzhi did not insist.

Gu Zhen picked up a persimmon on the table and handed it to her: "It should be grown by Madam herself. It looks tempting. Have one."

Qingzhi looked at Gu Zhen with envy, thinking that this must be her first time on the mountain as well. How could she be so natural and not look awkward at all?

She took it and played with it in her hands. As a servant following her master to someone else's house, there was no reason for her to eat anything she wanted.

Gu Zhen didn't know what to say to her. He just lay there basking in the sun. The air in the mountains was fresh and the leaves were all turning yellow, which was a beautiful sight.

Qingzhi thought about it again and again, and took the initiative to ask: "Mrs. Wen, is it difficult to do business?"

"It's not difficult. If you can open your mouth, keep your face down, run your business with integrity, and do everything with your heart, you can do anything."

"Has Madam Wen ever met any bad guys?" She was very curious. If she went out and saw those grown men, they would stay away from them. How could Madam Wen dare to deal with them?

Gu Zhen was happy, feeling that the heroine seemed to be awakening. From the moment she arrived until now, she had been looking at her with eyes full of admiration and yearning.

"Call me A-Zhen."

"In fact, I was afraid at first. After Zhao left, I was alone at home. I had to put a table behind the door to sleep peacefully. I would wake up at the slightest noise..."

But over time, the original owner became stronger and stronger, and dared to pick up a kitchen knife and fight with the scoundrel when he came to his house.

If someone dares to eat and dine for free, I will chase him for several miles with a stick.

Dare to stand up for yourself when others talk about you behind your back.

"The bullies are afraid of the desperate. I only care about Ah Zhao in this world, but if I'm not here, he can actually live a good life. So I'll just fight to the death. No matter how bad those people are, they still cherish their lives. As long as they're afraid, I'll win."

Qingzhi expressed her sadness in just a few words. She grabbed Gu Zhen's hand across the table, tears in her eyes: "Miss Ah Zhen, I really admire you. Compared to you, I seem to know nothing."

Just like the vines climbing up the walls of the marquis's mansion.

She was a plant that depended on Xie Songhan for survival and didn't even know where her roots were.

"Everyone has something they can do. You have such great skills that you can survive by cooking. Don't look down on yourself." Mrs. Jun came out with a plate of food and heard Qingzhi's words from afar.

Gu Zhen agreed with a smile: "Madam is right. Only when you recognize yourself can others recognize you. Wherever we go, we earn our living with our own hands. Don't you think so?"

Qingzhi was stunned. Yes, that’s the truth.

She was sold to the marquis's mansion as a servant when she was young, but she also relied on doing countless chores with her hands to gradually become the head maid beside Xie Songhan.

Everyone in the Marquis' Mansion praised her for her good craftsmanship and clever mind. Even if she left the Mansion, she could still find a job by making clothes.

Qingzhi was shocked by the sudden thought that came to his mind.

Will she leave the Marquis' Mansion and leave the Young Master?