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Chapter 196 Really Stupid or Fake Stupid? (7)
"Qiqiao, in fact, I still don't understand some things." Qian Da Niu is a sincere girl, and she has always spoken directly: "I heard from my aunt that you only work as a maid in the mansion for one or two months. Silver, it’s no different from the maids of ordinary people outside, and your family doesn’t lack the expenses of a tael of silver, why do you have to go in and serve people? Although you are not tired inside, you are a servant after all?”

In fact, Liu Qiqiao had thought about this problem earlier in the morning, and she also thought it was unnecessary, but there seems to be a saying in ancient times: It is better to marry a maid from a big family than a girl from a small family.Therefore, the better families feel that the maids who have stayed in rich families will be more knowledgeable and respectful, and they will make their in-laws look up to them.

"My father actually wants me to go in and learn the rules. Although I don't want to marry high, but these big families learn some rules. Even if I go to other people's houses in the future, it will be like a fly without a head in the countryside." It's good to bump into each other, we have all entered the city now, my father will definitely not marry us to the countryside again." Liu Qiqiao said, tentatively holding the big girl's hand and saying: "If you want to go to the palace too , I will tell my father."

Da Niu Qian shook her head and said sincerely: "I originally thought that if I was tired from working in the palace, I could push you in so that you would be as comfortable as before. Since it is a good job, I don't have to worry about it. "

Liu Qiqiao saw that the expression on Qian Daniu's face did not seem to be deceitful, so she felt that she was being paranoid again, and she was only grateful: "You are tired of helping my mother every day at home."

Qian Da Niu shook her head and said: "I'm not tired, you are not at home on weekdays, only a few of us are at home, by the way, Madam also taught me needlework, I will embroider some handkerchiefs for you tomorrow."

Liu Qiqiao was most afraid of needlework. Hearing what Qian Daniu said, she happily agreed.Liu Bashun also didn't go home for several days, but Liu Bashun had to work harder than Liu Qiqiao, because as a book boy, Liu Bashun had to carry two schoolbags and study with the young master of the second master's family. The most pitiful thing was, The young master made a mistake, and Liu Bashun will also be imprisoned.Right now poor Liu Bashun is crying to Mrs. Li about the result of being imprisoned for the past few days.Fortunately, although the young master was playful, he had a good heart and comforted Liu Bashun a lot in private, so Liu Bashun finally endured it.

Liu Qiqiao raised her head, leaned back to Qian Da Niu and said, "Da Niu, do you believe in fate?"

"Do you believe it? Isn't life predestined? Can we still not believe it?" Qian Da Niu asked a little puzzled.

"Of course!" Liu Qiqiao turned her head and looked at Qian Daniu's side face. She is not as beautiful as Fang Qiaoer, nor as beautiful as herself, but she has a sincere heart, "For example, at that time, you didn't come to my house. If so, where would you be now? Was it sold by your aunt? Or continue to earn a living in that family?"

Qian Daniu also seemed to be stopped by Liu Qiqiao's question, she looked up at the dark blue sky and said, "I didn't think about it that much at that time, I just thought that as long as I leave there, I still have hope, my father said before, If you have a skill, you will not be starved to death, so I want to learn how to deliver babies from you, Qiqiao. I am not afraid of gossip. I think people must live first. What does it matter?"

When Liu Qiqiao heard what Qian Daniu said, an idea suddenly came to her mind.With Miss Qian's temperament, if she were placed in modern times, she must be a figure of the top level, but fate made her attach herself to her small courtyard, doing odd jobs such as sewing and sewing.

(End of this chapter)