When the women heard that Situ Ming still used her real name, they were all very surprised, at least they had never seen such an exception since they arrived at the Red Dot Cui Pavilion.

These women were sold to Yuhongyuan when they were ** years old, and ten girls were selected from a group of women, and the Red Dot Cui Pavilion was specially set up to cultivate them. Two of the girls were executed for other reasons, and only eight remained.

These eight women have different personalities, appearances, and talents.

"I'm afraid I'm also a passerby, and I'll go out in a few days, you wait and see!" Lan Xuan said.

"I'm afraid my sister will guess wrong this time, when did we stay here for a short time." Purple Aya.

"My sister and I came here to learn art when we were young, and we have been here for five years. And this Situ girl is now the same age as us, and she has only come in now to learn art. Huang Silk said.

"Oh, I know, Sister Situ won't be here to be Aunt Xi!" Lu Luo asked Situ Cheng with a smile.

"If there is this possibility, what will my sister do?" Qing Satin asked again.

Bai Juan stepped forward to shake Situ Ming's hand and examined it carefully.

"These thick hands are like a rough mother-in-law." Red Velvet covered her face with a fan and sneered.

"What, Miss Situ is not ashamed, are you ashamed of her?" Zi Aya sneered.

Situ Cheng also stayed in the farmhouse for more than a year, and with the weaving and dyeing day and night, of course her hands would not be as delicate as these women.

"Sister, don't blame, Sister Rong speaks like this, in fact, she has a good heart." Bai Juan said to Situ Ming.

"Sister Rong, Sister Aya, don't look at my little sister, I have thick hands and big feet, in fact, this naturally has countless benefits." Situ Cheng said to the two women.

"What's in it for you?" Chirong said disdainfully.

"There are many benefits, such as if you throw me outside, I can rely on my own hands to starve to death. It can chop wood to cook rice, spin and weave and dye, and collect goods and sell things to make money. Don't look at my big feet, but I don't get tired when I walk far away, and it doesn't hurt to work in the field. When it comes to running, I'm definitely faster than you. Situ Cheng said with a smile.

"Who's going to run away?" Mian Gu stepped in from the outside, just in time to hear Situ Ming's last words.

The women hurriedly saluted the cotton girl, and Bai Juan smiled:

"Hello auntie, the sisters are laughing together, my aunt is listening."

"Why, don't you all have to do your homework today? Still have time to laugh here? Mian Gu said sternly.

This red dot pavilion is actually very strict with these women, and there will be an inspection once a month. If anyone does not advance but retreats, they will be severely punished.

After listening to Miangu's words, all the women didn't dare to speak again, and finally retired one by one.

Only Situ Ming, Miangu, and Absinthe were left in the room, and Absinthe had been hiding in an inconspicuous corner of the room since the eight women had been keeping their heads down since the eight women arrived in the room.

Everyone only cared about the new Situ girl, and they didn't pay attention to the absinthe, otherwise they didn't know what kind of turmoil it would cause.

The cotton girl clapped her hands and walked in from outside the door with a maid carrying a basin of water. When the maid had put the water on the basin rack, she stood beside it with her head bowed.

"Miss Situ, please clean your hands!" Mian Gu said to Situ Ming.

Situ Cheng was secretly surprised in her heart, isn't it just to wash her hands? Why such a big stance.

"Absinthe, what are you doing hiding there, don't you serve your girl to clean her hands!" Mian Gu shouted angrily at the absinthe.

Absinthe looked very embarrassed, and walked to Situ Ming's side with a chirp, wanting to help her to the basin rack.

"It's just a clean hand, I can do it myself, and my foot bones are not broken, do I need someone to hold it?" After Situ Cheng finished speaking, she strode over.

She rolled up her sleeves and put her hands in the basin casually. Suddenly, I felt as if my hand had been put into a pan of oil, and the pain was abnormal. Situ Cheng hurriedly withdrew her hand and went back, but unexpectedly, the maid standing next to her pressed her hand hard and prevented her from taking it out of the basin.

Situ Ming's screams were fierce, she called Miangu and absinthe, but to no avail. Mian Gu just watched coldly, and instructed the maid to suppress Situ Ming's hand and not let her take it out.

Absinthe stood on the side weeping, not daring to look in the direction of the basin rack.

Situ Cheng only felt a hot pain in her hands, and she remembered the fire in her previous life.

She shouted her husband's name in the midst of the fire, and the billowing smoke burrowed into her throat like a viper. The tongue of fire licked her face mercilessly, she was so helpless and afraid.

The past is vivid, as if it had just happened yesterday.

Situ Cheng really couldn't bear such pain, not to mention the ten fingers connected to the heart, this kind of pain was even worse than the disfigurement of the fire.

She stopped shouting, but gritted her teeth. She told Sù that she couldn't faint, and that she didn't know how she would be at the mercy of others if she was unconscious.

Just like the fire back then, if she hadn't stiffened up, how could she have escaped from the fire.

After less than half a cup of tea in such a scene, Situ Cheng felt as if he had lived several lifetimes.

The maid finally let go of her hand, and Absinthe hurried over to Situ Ming's side to support her wobbly body and help her to the edge of the couch and sit down.

Situ Ming's hands were as if they had been stripped of a layer of skin, and they were so red and swollen that people didn't dare to look at them directly.

The cotton girl looked at her hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then waved her hand to the maid. The maid took out two pieces of linen cloth from her sleeve, put them on both sides of the basin, and carefully took them out.

"Remember to go to Yongkangxuan tomorrow to get the ointment, and apply it to your girl regularly." Aunt Mian confessed to Absinthe.

Situ Cheng sat on the edge of the couch and couldn't help but tears falling down, but she always gritted her teeth and didn't cry.

Aunt Mian looked at her gloatingly, smiled slightly and said proudly: "Miss Situ, aren't you sharp-tongued and able to speak, why don't you say anything at this time?" Hum! I don't know the height of the sky, the thickness of the little hooves, there is something you suffer. ”

Situ Ming's eyes shot at Mian Gu like a sharp sword, and she looked at her hatefully.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm doing this for your good. With your thick hands, can you play the piano and hold the pen? You will be grateful to me in the future. Miangu said to Situ Ming.

Absinthe took a silk handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and face for Situ Ming, and she was distressed and cried while wiping herself for Situ Ming.

"Be careful with your girl's hands so that they don't get a trace of water. Otherwise, today's sins will be in vain. Mian Gu said such a sentence to Absinthe, and after finishing speaking, she twisted her waist lightly and walked out in a pretending to be full of emotions.

In fact, the water in that basin is added with a special medicinal powder, which can corrode people's skin. Yu Fang Yuan often uses this method to "recuperate" for girls whose hands are not delicate enough, the purpose is to sting the skin on the hands and achieve the effect of peeling.

It's just that the pain is so great that of course it won't be included in their consideration.