Chapter 108 Buy a maid

Author: Who says autumn water remains the same

At night, Feng Wuzhu brought a maid. Although Wang Zhaodi said he wasting money, she was happy because housework was not difficult but trivial, and it was tiring to do too much. Wang Zhaodi would rather take Da Ya around while she was idle than wipe the table and sweep the floor every day. Moreover, the conditions at home could support hiring a maid to do things, so she would not have to feel wronged. Besides, Wang Zhaodi was also open-minded, and they also lacked this little money. Isn’t Feng Wuzhu earning money outside just to give her family a good life?

However, Wang Zhaodi still held a thrifty attitude to pull Feng Wuzhu down and asked the maid’s value: “How much does this maid cost?”

Feng Wuzhu said to Wang Zhaodi: "It's worth ten taels of silver, and I have signed the contract to sell my body."

Wang Zhaodi nodded and said, "It's good that this is not worth a lot. You can't spend money just because you earn some money outside."

"Mom, I know." Feng Wuzhu replied to Wang Zhaodi: "I have compared the prices. This maid is low, so I bought it."

Wang Zhaodi nodded and then said, "It's right to have a low price, but can you do it? Is your body strong? We buy maids for work, not to raise ladies and serve our ancestors."

"Mom, don't worry, this maid is Cuihua. She is eighteen years old this year. She also washes and cooks wood when she is at home. She is so poor that she can't stand it anymore, so she came out to do things. I asked her at the dentist before I brought it home."

Feng Wuzhu said here and said, "Mom, let me tell you the truth. This is not the first time I have bought someone. Some of my friends outside also want to buy maids. They all asked me to buy them, saying that I can do it."

Feng Wuzhu said this and said with a smile: "Actually, this is not difficult, it's the same as when I sell vegetables and buy vegetables on weekdays."

Wang Zhaodi heard Feng Wuzhu say this and said, "This is the reason, my son is a capable person."

After Wang Zhaodi finished speaking, she came to Cuihua with Feng Wuzhu. Wang Zhaodi looked up and down at Cuihua and said to her: "Your name is Cuihua?"

"Yes, old lady."

Cuihua's sturdy body, her voice was a bit thick, her broad face and big forehead, and she looked honest.

Wang Zhaodi was quite satisfied with Cuihua's appearance. After all, she was not choosing a daughter-in-law, but a slave. Being strong is the most important thing. Wang Zhaodi asked Cuihua again:

"How old are you this year? Who else in your family do what they do?"

Cuihua replied again: "I am eighteen years old this year. I have parents at home, three sisters and one younger brother. I am a farmer. If the harvest is not good, I will come out."

Cuihua said that it was plain here and did not complain about her situation. It seemed that these were ordinary things and were not worth mentioning at all.

When Wang Zhaodi saw Cuihua as if she was doing her duty, she also liked it. Whether she could do it or not was one thing or another. If she was a tricky person, it wouldn’t be enough to get angry with her every day. She was so honest and she would be less troubled. She was a shameless person.

Wang Zhaodi turned around and went to see Li Xiaowan again. Now Li Xiaowan is her recognized daughter-in-law, and she should give her some face in front of the servants. Seeing Wang Zhaodi looking at her, Li Xiaowan hurriedly said, "Mom, come and make the decision, I will listen to her."

Wang Zhaodi nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then you can stay for a while. If it's done well, it's fine. If it's not done well, I will ask Wuzhu to return you."

Cuihua couldn't help but promised: "I will do things well."

Cuihua also felt that although this family was not too rich, they were very kind, and doing things in such a family was also a blessing. So Cuihua really wanted to seize this opportunity.

Wang Zhaodi nodded and said, "Three meals a day, washing and cleaning, these chores are all you need to do. You live in a small bedroom. From tomorrow on, you will cook and I will see your skills."

"Yes," Cuihua nodded quickly after hearing this.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Zhaodi asked Cuihua to go down to rest. Cuihua nodded and left after hearing this.

Wang Zhaodi said to Li Xiaowan, who was sitting aside, and said, "You go down and rest too."

Li Xiaowan nodded and left.

Wang Zhaodi was pitiful when she looked at Cuihua. She was eighteen years old when she was about to get married, but now she was going to be a slave to make a living, which delayed her flowering period. However, Wang Zhaodi also knew that there were many such pitiful people, and she couldn't be pitiful. All she could do was live her own life and treat these poor people as well as she could. This was her greatest ability. She was not a god and Buddha, and she did not have such great power to make everyone live a happy life.

After all, Wang Zhaodi was a person who had been in ancient times for many days. She had seen these poor people a lot, and she didn't feel novel after seeing them too much. She treated all this very calmly because she now knows more and more that life is not that easy.

Beggars on the street, children without fathers and mothers, elderly people living on the streets, crazy women who are hit by emotions, there are so many pitiful people in the world, relying solely on others' pity can't break free from the abyss of suffering in life. Being able to live a satisfactory life can only rely on oneself, one's own ability and wisdom.

It was late at night, and Wang Zhaodi took Da Ya to lie on the paved bed and quilt and fell asleep peacefully.

The sun slowly rose early the next morning, and the sunlight illuminated the earth, and another day began.

Yesterday's pain was buried yesterday, and today's sun still rose, day after day, and will not change because of anyone's failure or success.

Wang Zhaodi looked at the sleeping Da Ya and her endless thoughts arose again. The pain experienced by those who voluntarily passed by should not be repeated on future generations. Later generations are destined to be happier than those of their predecessors. This is the meaning of human reproduction, because progress and hope can be felt in them.

"Milk." Da Ya woke up. She opened her big eyes and looked at Wang Zhaodi staring at her. Wang Zhaodi smiled when she saw Da Ya wake up, "I'm awake."

Da Ya smiled and sat up from the kang, and said to Wang Zhaodi, "I'm sleeping well, I'm going out to play."

"I just know how to play." Wang Zhaodi looked at Da Ya and said angrily. Although she said so, she still stood up and put on clothes for Da Ya. Da Ya stopped Wang Zhaodi's hand and said, "Milk, I'll do it myself."

Wang Zhaodi couldn't do so, so she had to say, "Okay, you can do it yourself. I've grown up and can wear clothes by myself."
Chapter completed!