Song Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and the picture she had never thought of appeared in front of her, so that she didn't know what to say at all.

Finally, someone noticed that a stranger had broken into the workshop, and the man stood up with a wine jug and staggered to Qingyun, his mouth full of wine.

"What are you doing?"

Qingyun dodged back, covered his nose and said, "I'm looking for Manager Cheng?" ”

"Steward Cheng? Who is Manager Cheng? ”

He turned back to ask his friends who were drinking with him, and one of them was eating and laughing, "It's that hillbilly." ”

Song Qingyun's brows furrowed, staring at them coldly.

"That hillbilly fucks off, I'm up here, what do you have to tell me."

"Where did Cheng Jun go? I'm only looking for him. ”

"I told you that he wasn't there, did you come to make trouble?"

Song Qingyun held back his anger, "Isn't Cheng Jun the manager here?" You must be working under him, right? If you dare to drink here in broad daylight, you are not afraid that he will fire you? ”

"Hehe, where did the big-tailed wolf come from? Pretending to be an uncle in front of an uncle? You don't ask who I am. He Cheng Jun is a country boy, dare to point fingers at several masters? The master told him to walk around if he couldn't eat, and it was not superfluous to kill him. ”

"Your tone is so big, may I ask your surname?"

"Uncle, I won't change my name, I won't change my surname, my name is Ma Daju, if you have anything, just say it, don't delay our brothers to drink!"

"Good horse chrysanthemum, right? I remember your name, go drink it, drink your last drink, I still eat lo-mei? Okay, you go on eating, and you're well fed and ready to go. ”

After saying that, Song Qingyun left angrily, she went around the entire workshop in a big circle, and did not find Zhou Xing's family who were staying here at the beginning, let alone Cheng Jun.

In this state of production, how did you provide lo-mei to the capital?

If the culvert is not built, the water may become smelly after exposure to the high temperature in summer, attracting mosquitoes and flies and other infectious pests, as well as contaminating nearby wells and crops.

The outer part is like this, and the inner operation room is even more dirty and overflowing, and the raw meat is soaked in the sewage, crawling with flies and maggots, and the stench is disgusting.

Song Qingyun was so angry that his eyes cracked, and the back molars creaked.

"Ah Fu, look, this is your wife's workshop, don't you think it's a surprise?" She tried desperately to calm herself down, looked around, and took Ah Fu out of the workshop and went straight to the lake.

The young man at the ferry sat under the tree, and when he saw Song Qingyun coming out, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Why is the boss leaving so soon?"

Song Qingyun asked him, "Where did Steward Cheng go?" Why not in the workshop? ”

The young man said, "I don't know, Steward Cheng hasn't been here for a few days, and now the person who is talking in the workshop is Ma Daju." ”

"Where is Ma Daju from? I said a few words to him, and he was so loud that he didn't look down on me at all. ”

The young man smiled bitterly, "I heard that Ma Daju has a relative who is a big official in the capital, and everyone in the workshop is afraid of him. ”

"Official? How big is the official? ”

"I don't know about this, although Steward Cheng was sent by the owner to manage the workshop, but the strong dragon can't suppress the head snake, Ma Daju always brings a group of people to the workshop to make trouble, and over time, Steward Cheng doesn't dare to take care of it."

What the young man said may not be all true, but Ma Daju's arrogance and light cloud can see it clearly, after returning from the lake, Song Qingyun sat under the tree and sulked.

"Madam, seeing that it's not early, let's go back."

"Of course go back, Ah Fu, you go to the side of the road to see if there is a carriage? I can't walk a step now, I'm about to die of anger. ”

Ah Fu stopped a carriage and bribed the coachman with a lot of money to send the two to the grange, and when he saw the flying dust from a distance, Mu Qingao ran over with a few people.

"Where have you been? Tell me to be easy to find. Finding that Qingyun's face was pale, Mu Qingao looked at the timid Ah Fu on the side.

"Lord Wang, Madame and I went to Huangzhuang, and Madame was angry with the people there."

Soon Song Qingyun returned to Huangzhuang with people, the young man was still ferrying by the lake, Song Qingyun's clothes had not changed, and Mu Qingao, who was standing beside her, was too dazzling, and the young man looked at her nervously, not understanding what she was doing when she came back.

"I didn't expect Cheng Jun to manage a good workshop like this." Mu Qingao on the boat whispered to her.

"No, what kind of person Cheng Jun is, I know best in my heart, I'm afraid he's in trouble now, and he recruited workers in the workshops here, so I can't figure out how to recruit people like Ma Daju."

"Don't worry, I've already sent someone to invite Gao Bingyi and Han Xuan over, they should know what's going on."

"If you know, why don't you tell us in the village? If I hadn't been here today, I wouldn't have known what the workshop would be like this. ”

Mu Qingao didn't speak, he didn't have the face to say, the workshop was built by the old emperor who promised to help, even if he hid his identity, the ruffians nearby should also know that there is a blessing full of buildings behind his back, and it is a dead end to come and make trouble.

Soon the boat rowed to the opposite shore, and the young man looked at them crampedly.

Song Qingyun suddenly asked, "Do you know where Cheng Jun lives?" ”

The young man nodded in alarm.

"Take us there."

Between Mu Qingao's natural domineering, the young man didn't say a word, and took them around the workshop, walking a long way before he saw a few thatched houses.

There was an old man smoking under the eaves, and when he heard the footsteps, he hurriedly raised his head, saw Mu Qingao and Song Qingyun walking in front clearly, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Master, you are here." It was the old man of the Zhou family who stayed here at the beginning.

"Uncle Zhou, why do you live here?" Song Qingyun asked in surprise.

"It's here, it's good, it's good." Uncle Zhou said hesitantly, and a question came from the room, "Who is it?" Uncle Zhou, is there someone from the workshop? ”

Immediately followed by a violent cough, hearing the sound of talking, Song Qingyun had already rushed in quickly, only to see Cheng Jun getting up from the kang with difficulty, his face was sallow, and he was not human.

"Cheng Jun, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Jun was startled, and after seeing that it was Song Qingyun, Cheng Jun's dignified seven-foot man burst into tears with excitement.

"Ma'am? You're back? ”

"I'm back, you tell me, what the hell happened? Why are you sick? Why don't you go to the city clinic to see a doctor? ”

Cheng Jun lowered his head in shame, "Madam, I'm sorry for you, the workshop was a mess by me." ”

"Let's leave the workshop alone, let's go to the city to see a doctor, are you a fool? I don't go to see it when I'm sick, and I'm stiff at home? ”

"Madam, I don't have anything else wrong, it's just that I have a cold, I've already taken medicine, and I'll be fine in a few days."

After the young man who was ferrying saw that Song Qingyun was dressed as a woman and a man, and he also knew Cheng Jun, he suddenly ran over and said, "This lady, Brother Cheng was beaten by Ma Daju, look at his chest." ”