In the year of disaster in the book, the villain girl is the real winner

Du Yueqing's grandmother was born into a merchant family and used her dowry to donate money to her scholar husband to help him get an official position.

My grandfather was a county magistrate, and that was the height of his career.

Fortunately, my father was very hardworking and passed the imperial examination on his own ability. He then became a fifth-rank prefect with his own ability and had a bright future.

He Qingshu's father, like his grandfather, failed to pass the imperial examination and could only donate a second-rate teaching position.

But He Qingshu has a very high opinion of herself and really thinks of herself as a government official's daughter. It's really laughable.

After Du Yueqing finished speaking, she turned to look at He Qingshu, with a sneer on her lips: "He Qingshu, doesn't your family usually provide your aunt with all the delicious food and drinks? She wants silk, why don't you pay for it for her?"

At this point, Du Yueqing covered her mouth with a handkerchief and started to giggle.

She walked up to He Qiudi and said with a smile, "Aunt He, I see that you are dressed much worse than your eldest niece. Even though she is like this, her mother still dared to tell my grandmother and those wives of officials in the backyard of the county government office that all the good food and clothes at home should be given to you first. I don't think they are giving you priority at all, they are just talking nonsense. No matter how nice the words are, it is better to do something practical, such as buying this piece of silk to honor your aunt. He Qingshu, don't you think so?"

He Qingshu knew very well that Du Yueqing was trying to sow discord.

My mother said that she was filial to her aunt.

But whatever my younger sister wanted, my mother would cry poor and say she couldn't afford it.

Whenever she had nice clothes and jewelry, her mother would say that they were given to her by her uncle or grandmother and that it was inconvenient for her to give them away.

Grandma was born in an official family in the capital. She wanted to save face, so she restrained her aunt and did not let her ask for her things.

Her jewelry and beautiful clothes made of silk and satin were all bought for her by her mother who saved money and used her own ability. How could she be willing to give them to her aunt out of filial piety?

Until now, her heart bleeds whenever she thinks of her piece of brocade.

He Qingshu blushed and said, "No. Aunt, we don't get along with Du Yueqing, she...she...she's just talking nonsense, don't believe her nonsense. This dress of mine is made of cloth that my uncle gave me. If you want it, I...I'll take off the dress, wash it and give it to you when I go back... If you really want this piece of silk cloth, I can also go home and get some money to buy it."

My father was just a teacher. His annual salary plus the money for maintaining his integrity and the rice allowance only amounted to about a hundred taels of silver. It was difficult for him to provide his family with decent food and clothing in the city.

She would never give her six taels of silver as pocket money.

She could only say she was going home to get the money.

He Qiudi knew that He Qingshu was talking nonsense.

How could she not understand Wei's thoughts?

They eat from the He family, use from the He family, and take from the He family, but in the end, they look down on the He family.

It was also because Grandma He and Grandpa He loved their eldest son so deeply that they didn't notice the twists and turns involved.

No.

In other words, even if he knew about Wei's little tricks, he didn't expose them.

What kind of cloth did my uncle use to make clothes for He Qingshu?

It was good enough that Wei didn't take the money from the He family and used it to subsidize her own family.

However, she and He Qingshu are members of the He family. When being humiliated by outsiders, the two aunt and niece should unite to face the outside world.

He Qiudi waved her hands and said, "Qingshu, I know you are filial to me. You always think of me and my mother for all the good things. When you came home this time, you even gave me Yunjin. It's just that my mother and I are used to the life in Shiliu Village, and we don't like to wear clothes made of such fine fabrics."

Du Yueqing gasped: "Aunt He, did He Qingshu really give you the brocade her uncle bought for her?"

He Qiudi said, "It's just a piece of brocade, why are you making such a fuss about it?"

Du Yueqing was so shocked that she dared not speak.

She knew about this piece of brocade. Wei had shown it off several times in the backyard of the county government office.

She had also seen the brocade, which was the most gorgeous thing to make clothes.

But she didn't expect that He Qingshu would be willing to give it to He Qiudi. She was really shocked.

Seeing that Du Yueqing was speechless, He Qiudi looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, you are an honest shopkeeper, so I won't beat around the bush with you. My sister-in-law has sent a lot of cloth to our home recently, and I have enough cloth to make clothes. I just want to buy a piece of cloth for my mother to make some summer clothes. I can only afford five taels of silver to buy this cloth. If you can sell it, I will take it. If you can't sell it, I don't want it. Anyway, I don't like it very much. My father said that the weather is dry now, not only Yongning Prefecture has been severely affected, but even Yuhu Prefecture has suffered from the disaster. If you keep it, you probably won't be able to sell it for five taels of silver after a while."

Hearing what He Qiudi said, the shopkeeper's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that Yuhu Prefecture to the east of Yongning Prefecture was also affected by the disaster.

The boss has a caravan.

When the caravan passed through Ningyuan County, they would stop by his place and bring back news.

Now that I know about He Qiudi, I won't be able to make any money from her if I sell the silk to her.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to sell the silk to her with tears in his eyes.

Du Yueqing's heart sank. She didn't expect the shopkeeper to actually sell this batch of silk to He Qiudi. Wasn't this a slap in her face?

After buying the silk, He Qiudi continued to shop in the store.

She looked at He Qingya and He Qinglu behind her and said, "You two can look around for more information about what you like. We can buy it when we have enough money."

"Tsk..." Du Yueqing's eyes lit up when she saw He Qingya and He Qinglu, who were dressed even more poorly. She was like a defeated rooster that was once again full of blood. She said sarcastically, "Can these two country girls afford to buy a piece of cloth here with all the money they have saved for their entire lives? Don't let them dirty the brocade and not be able to pay for it. That would be a joke."

Then he looked at He Qingshu and said, "He Qingshu, why don't you stop your two sisters from the countryside? If they get something dirty and run away, then Teacher He can run away, but the monk cannot run away from the temple. The shopkeeper will have to go to your house to collect the money."

He Qingshu looked troubled.

She regretted bringing He Qingya and He Qinglu into the store to buy things.

Why don’t these two sisters do the same as Sanlang and just stay outside the embroidery studio and not come in?

The younger sister-in-law wanted silk, and she could buy a piece even if she pinched her nose.

But if He Qingya and He Qinglu wanted something, she would not buy it for them. She could not afford it, and her mother would not allow her to buy it.

He Qingshu thought about it and decided to throw the question to the two of them: "Second sister, third sister, you...you two, do you two want anything? I...I can buy it for you."

He Qingya was older, so she naturally knew about Du Yueqing's humiliation of her and her sisters. She felt a little ashamed.

She also knew that what He Qingshu asked her was just a polite remark.

He Qingya shook her head and said, "Big sister, I just want to take a look... My aunt and grandma made me summer clothes a few days ago, and that's enough for me."

He Qinglu, who was standing nearby, didn't understand He Qingshu's false politeness, and was dazzled by the gorgeous things made in Xiufangzhai.

"Big sis, I want that!"

He Qingshu looked in the direction He Qinglu pointed, and saw that it was one of the purses on the display stand of Xiufangzhai. Her face suddenly turned dark.

This purse was embroidered by an embroidery lady in the embroidery studio using the finest brocade mixed with gold and silver threads. One purse cost twenty taels of silver.