The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 527 Feudalism is very important

Boss Zhang slowly approached the house, and slowly approached the main house. When passing by the east wing, he smelled the smell of meat wafting from the house. He was not greedy, but rather envious of his younger brother, because it belonged to him. Yes, I don't know if there is one that belongs to him.

After entering the main room, Mrs. Liu pointed to the slop bucket in the corner of the room and asked him to feed the pigs.

He couldn't help it anymore.

"Mom, the meal is ready, let's eat first."

Mrs. Liu scolded.

"I spent so much hard work, what do you marry a woman for? Isn't she just cooking? That's great. She's gone to hide for leisure! Call me an old woman. I'm so old, I'm serving you Dad is not good enough, he still serves you, how old are you!"

Boss Zhang stood there blankly looking at Mrs. Liu.

Mrs. Liu didn't even look at him, and continued cursing on her own.

Boss Zhang stood there dumbfounded and listened until Mrs. Liu pushed him.

"Dead man, hurry up and feed the pigs!"

Only then did Boss Zhang stagger away with the slop bucket in his hand, and he was in a daze.

Although in the end Mrs. Liu brought out food, a big bowl of porridge, and a few pieces of pickle strips for him, but Boss Zhang was still crying while eating.

Although, he couldn't explain why he was crying, but he couldn't stop it.

Therefore, going home to eat has become not only difficult for him, but also a fearful thing.

Compared with him, Mrs. Zhao's life is much better. Since entering Zhuangzi, she has taken over the job of cooking, and with some little girls, she is busy every day.

Although it is not easy, but I am in a good mood, I can earn money from work, and I can also be a leader. The following are children, and she can do whatever she says, comfortable!
Isn't it comfortable to live!

In order to facilitate work and take care of these little girls, Mrs. Zhao did not live in Zhang Xiaohua's house in the high place, but lived with the children.

A few vegetable plots were cleared up in front of the house, and autumn vegetables were planted in a hurry, and the surrounding grass was pulled clean.

Mrs. Zhao is a hardworking person, no matter what she does or who she works for, she will never steal or play tricks.

What a woman.

This is what a man should marry if he wants to marry.

Thinking in her heart, Zhang Xiaohua brought a bowl of water over.

"Mother, take a rest, do this tomorrow, don't get tired."

"You're exhausted from this little work, so don't do it." Mrs. Zhao put down the hoe, took the water and drank it, it was sugar water, "Did you add sugar again?"

"I also put some salt. You sweat so much, you need to replenish."

"You're talking nonsense again! I haven't heard of anyone using salt and sugar to supplement their health." Mrs. Zhao said as she sat on a small stool in the shade, enjoying the breeze very comfortably.

Zhang Xiaohua was sitting on another small stool, eating cucumber twists, with a carefree look.

Mrs. Zhao looked at her, then at the people who built the house, moved the small stool in front of Zhang Xiaohua, and said mysteriously.

"Do you know why the master's family built so many houses?"

"Live here." Zhang Xiaohua said while chewing, "Mother, there are so many fields over there, and people need to be hired to plant them, and they are for those people."

"Then why does he raise these children?" Mrs. Zhao frowned.

This is her biggest doubt.

She knows that those rich people like to hire little boys and girls to serve them, but the master's family is not here, what are these children doing?free?

Although these children work every day, they are children after all. In her opinion, that little work is not enough to eat.

Also, my niece also taught them to write and draw, so did the servants still learn these things?
"It's very useful." Zhang Xiaohua also said mysteriously, "Mother, those boys will study in the future, and those girls will do business in the future. These people all want to make money for the master."

Mrs. Zhao opened her mouth wide, and then she didn't believe it.

"The master told you?"

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head.

"Why did you tell me? I overheard it."

"Ah, are you still eavesdropping?!"

"I did not do it on purpose."

Regardless of these, Mrs. Zhao hurriedly asked.

"You said that girls do business, what business do you do, do you also do business?"

"Girls can do more business, such as making clothes, making shoes, embroidering, painting flowers, and making rouge and gouache. By the way, there are also flowers. Mother, you don't know that those rich women There are many things people like, and these can be sold for money.”

Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's doing these things."

Zhang Xiaohua pretended not to understand.

"What does that mother think?"

"What kind of mess did I think... By the way, don't you need to show your face?"

"Mom, what do you mean you don't need to show your face? You just can't see people? Then why did you come out? Don't you also go to the fields at home?"

Mrs. Zhao gave her a blank look.

"Can it be the same? I'm a woman with a family and a business. I stay in the house all day. You go drink the northwest wind! You little girls, you can't do this."

"Didn't Xiaohong also run around the village? Go to the market too."

"That's different! I'm talking about doing business. Do you know what business is like? Those who have to deal with people outside are still with men. Let me tell you, you do clothes and embroidery in Zhuangzi. Nothing, but no business, no dealings with those men."

Speaking of this, Zhao Shi sighed again.

"Actually, it's not good for you to be like this now. Look, how many men do you have here? Also, these little girls and boys are all together, isn't that plausible! I think you might as well go and see the house, look What a mess."

Zhang Xiaohua told Mrs. Zhao that the real manager of Zhuangzi was Steward Zhang, and she came here to cook. If Mrs. Zhao knew that she was in charge of Mrs. Zhuangzi, there would be no bombing.

As for those children who said she was the master, Mrs. Zhao regarded her as Zhang Xiaohua relying on the familiarity of the master's family, holding chicken feathers as arrows, and had no doubts.

Of course, this is also Zhang Xiaohua's intentional guidance.

"So, mother, have you come? The master has too many family affairs, and he is impatient. Anyway, that's it."

Zhang Xiaohua didn't think that the Zhao family was feudal. This is a feudal society. The set of principles that Zhao said about men and women is very suitable for this society and should be followed.

Even if this is not the case, these little girls still need an adult female to take care of them. It is really not good to make any scandals.

Mrs. Zhao immediately felt that she had a great responsibility, and looked at the houses that had been built.

"It's still too close to the side of the road. Tell Butler Zhang to build a few houses over there for these little girls, and here for those boys. Keep it far away."

Zhang Xiaohua took a look, and pointed to a row of houses in the back.

"Over there, what do you think?"

Zhao Shi was not very satisfied.

"It's out of the way. I think it's nice where you live."

"No!" Zhang Xiaohua refused, "That's mine!"

"Why do you live in so many houses by yourself? Are you not afraid?"

"Don't be afraid." Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly said, "Mom, if you feel remote, you can build a few rooms next to me."

Mrs. Zhao said angrily.

"It's still yours, which one here is yours, don't say such things in the future!"

Zhang Xiaohua nodded repeatedly.

She didn't know what would happen if she told Mrs. Zhao that the whole Zhuangzi belonged to Mrs. Zhao.

(End of this chapter)