mtl008 Chapter 880 It wasn't her who entered the mansion? The kitchen knife was retrieved.
Chapter 880 It wasn't her who entered the mansion? The kitchen knife was retrieved.
Although the Qiao family was kind and benevolent, there was still a significant turnover of people.
Some had their contracts expired, some had family matters requiring them to leave permanently, and others were dismissed for failing to meet the requirements.
At this point, it's necessary to bring in new people.
If there is a reliable person to introduce you, there is no need to go to the slave trader, so it is not surprising that the servants in the mansion would introduce relatives and friends.
But Steward Chai remembered that Guilan was introduced by Wang Fu, who said she was a distant niece, and that Guilan wanted to bring two more people into the mansion.
Will the next two people to enter the mansion then have to recruit others, and so on in a vicious cycle?
He went to find Princess Zhenguo.
“Gui Lan did a good job. Let her decide who she wants to bring in,” Qiao Lian’er said.
"Isn't the princess at all worried—?"
Qiao Lian'er said calmly, "What am I worried about?"
She wanted to see how this family would act and dance before her eyes, like watching a group of clowns.
"Give Guilan a day off and let her make the arrangements."
Butler Chai thought to himself, "The decisions made by the Princess Zhenguo are never wrong. Since she is so certain, it seems there is no problem."
Or even if it did exist, Princess Zhenguo wouldn't take it seriously.
Song Dujuan got a day off and immediately went to find the Song family.
The Song family members craned their necks, thinking about how some of them lived in the Qiao family mansion, eating fish and meat every day without worrying about filling their stomachs. They were itching to eat more.
Who wouldn't want to go in and enjoy a life of luxury?
So when they saw Song Dujuan finally arrive, everyone's faces were filled with anticipation.
Who wouldn't want to be the next one to go in?
Zhou, in particular, felt secure because her husband and daughter were inside.
Because of this, her relationship with Ms. Wu has been very bad.
Wu was jealous of her, as she was about to enjoy a life of leisure with her daughter while she herself didn't know when that time would come. So she was always causing trouble and making things difficult for her.
Thinking that this good thing was about to happen to her, she no longer confronted Wu Shi as she used to. Instead, she was too lazy to argue with Wu Shi and looked at Wu Shi with a condescending pity.
Since she's going to win anyway, why bother with those minor details?
If Wu is unlucky, she may have to wait a year or two, and suffer another year or two of hardship.
Thinking about these things made her feel very happy.
Now, the grievances she suffered during this time will finally be made up for.
Upon seeing Song Dujuan, Zhou's face lit up with a joyful smile.
"Du Juan'er is here. I'll pack my things right away and come into the mansion with you."
As he said he was going inside, he gave Wu a smug look.
Wu snorted and muttered under her breath, "What are you so smug about? Don't get beaten up for doing something wrong."
Song Dujuan called out to Zhou Shi.
“Mother, it wasn’t you who entered the Qiao residence this time.”
Zhou thought she had misheard and stared blankly at Song Dujuan.
"Cuckoo, what did you say?"
“I said, it wasn’t you who went in this time,” Song Dujuan said calmly.
Zhou stood frozen in place, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head. Her lips opened and closed repeatedly, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Ms. Wu burst out laughing, slapping her thigh and laughing even louder.
"Sometimes people shouldn't speak too soon. Now the truth has come out so quickly. Oh dear, I don't even know where to put my face."
"He always thought he was going to live a life of luxury in the Qiao family, but look what happened! Even his own daughter didn't choose him. How much of a failure is that?"
"That's true. Some people always give their daughters a hard time, and the daughters might already be heartbroken. It's normal not to put them first at such a crucial time."
Wu's sharp tongue and biting remarks struck at Zhou's sore spots.
Zhou's face turned pale and then red; her humiliation and disappointment transformed into overwhelming rage.
Staring at Song Dujuan: "What's going on? You and your father are both in the Qiao family. Shouldn't I be the next one to go in? You traitorous, disloyal little bitch, I've wasted my time raising you."
When Song Dujuan saw her mother scolding her so harshly, she couldn't help but show a mocking expression.
"Mother, calm down. If it's always the closest family members who go in, it's easy to arouse suspicion. It's better to keep a proper distance. The Song family has the opportunity too, there's no need to rush."
In front of Zhou, Song Dujuan always maintained the same attitude, speaking calmly to Zhou's sharp and sarcastic manner.
This makes Zhou seem even more like a shrew.
But the more she acted this way, the angrier Zhou became.
She sneered, "Then tell me, who do you want to let in this time?"
The other members of the Song family all perked up their ears.
Song Fusheng, who was smoking his pipe, stopped. Although he was old and it would be hard for him to be a servant, he still hoped that he would be next, as it was a matter of dignity for an elder.
He also wanted to see what the Qiao family mansion was like.
Song Dujuan said, "This time, two people can go. Let Uncle and Aunt go."
Song Fusheng's face darkened slightly, but he didn't say anything and continued smoking his pipe.
Anyway, he's going to go in, and he's the elder. In the end, isn't he the one giving orders and sitting in the best grand chair?
Wu's eyes lit up, and she came over and took Song Dujuan's hand affectionately: "Oh dear, Dujuan is still the best to me. It's no wonder that I spoke up for you when your mother scolded you. I have two sons. If only I had a daughter, especially a good daughter like you."
Song Dujuan's face showed some emotion. From childhood to adulthood, because she was smarter than her brother, she was often ridiculed and belittled by her own mother. Wu Shi was not very kind to her either, but only used the excuse of saying a few words on her behalf to confront Zhou Shi.
But now that Ms. Wu says she is a good daughter, even her cold and calculating heart has warmed up a bit.
"We'll do whatever Du Juan'er says. If the eldest son and his wife go in again, there will be five members of the Song family in the mansion. Not counting the two babies and the one in the womb, the number is almost half. We can find time to announce it now."
Song Dujuan nodded: "Originally, we wanted to invite Grandpa into the mansion this time, but we still need Grandpa to make arrangements for the Qiao family members outside, so we'll have to ask Grandpa to make do for now."
Hearing this, Song Fusheng felt much better.
"I'm old, it doesn't matter where I am, as long as the Song family is doing well."
Zhou was trembling all over.
If she hadn't been chosen, but someone else, she would have felt better, but she chose Ms. Wu.
Now, Wu was as smug as could be, trampling on her head with all her might, her eyes mocking her dignity.
Ironically, this decision was made by her own daughter.
She felt all the blood rush to her head, and her hands and feet wouldn't obey her commands.
He rushed into the kitchen and grabbed the cleaver.