"Ah..... My hand..... Let go, you..... Ah!!h

Han Beiqing did not enter the study, but let Bai Zhu in.

Listening to Wang Sanniang's screaming voice behind him, Han Beiqing walked to the backyard in a happy mood.

Strange to say, it has been three years since she came to this world. It's been three years, and I can't even mobilize this body's admiration for Wang Sanniang. And she herself can't have any feelings for Wang Sanniang.

If this world can be divorced, and the divorce of her parents will not have any impact on the girl's reputation, then Han Beiqing would have used means to separate these two resentful couples.

Han Beiqing pushed open the gate and saw a green and emaciated figure in the courtyard. is squatting on the ground guarding a laundry tub, struggling to wash clothes.

"Hundred branches?" Han Beiqing almost didn't recognize the person squatting on the ground.

"Miss is back." Baizhi looked up and saw Han Beiqing, and quickly stood up.

"Why are you dressed like this? Where did this dusty garment come from?" Han Beiqing is not generous to his subordinates, but he definitely does not pick the door.

I know that these people are all from poor backgrounds, and they don't even have winter clothes when they are at home. So as long as it is from home, I will buy two new clothes for the season.

At the beginning, she wore the cheap defective materials in the cloth store herself, but now she has more money in her hand, and her identity has changed. Han Beiqing no longer buys defective fabrics for his family, but will buy them back for lining.

Most of the clothes of the domestic servants are also like this, and the ones with defective colors are used for lining. A little cheaper cloth is used to make outerwear, but if you wear a cotton coat, it will be thick cotton.

The clothes that Baizhi is wearing today are thin and gray, and they are very ugly.

"Miss..... I ....." Baizhi pinched the sleeves of his clothes crampedly, not daring to look up at Han Beiqing.

"Your family is coming to trouble you again? Aunt Zou didn't promise me that she wouldn't let your family come to the door again. Why doesn't she even know?"

Baizhi shook his head, bit his lip and said with difficulty, "It's not my family, it's really not this time."

"On that cold day, you don't wear cotton clothes and single clothes? What should I do if I have a cold?" Han Beiqing said, unintentionally glancing at the clothes in the basin.

"The clothes look fresh, they don't look like grandmother's." Han Beiqing squatted down and stretched out his fingers to hook out a piece of clothing from the laundry tub.

"The water is too cold, I'm not telling the kitchen that you can use hot water when you wash it. Why don't you get hot water?"

The more Han Beiqing asked, the more strange he felt, and he couldn't figure out why Baizhi seemed to be pinched by someone's throat, and he didn't dare to speak.

"Miss, this dress is not an old lady's. Be..... Is it ....." Baizhi shrunk his neck and didn't dare to say, Han Beiqing immediately guessed the key point.

"Han Mao's family's clothes?"

Baizhi nodded aggrievedly, but he didn't say anything else. He just rubbed his hands and said, "I originally came back with hot water, but it was Miss Zhen who said that the hot water is for washing the master's face, not for us inferior people. She poured hot water and told me to fetch water from the well."

"Spilled the hot water?" Han Beiqing's lungs exploded, and he stepped forward to kick over the laundry tub. said to Baizhi, "Go and tell Aunt Zou, I will give you a day off, and come back to work the morning after tomorrow." You go back and lie at home for a day, soak your hands in hot water, and don't get chilblains. As for the garment, they will throw it here until they will pick it up themselves."

"Miss, I, I can't take a holiday." Baizhi was anxious, pulled Han Beiqing's sleeve and knelt on the ground: "Where can I go on vacation?" When you go home, you have more work than you do in the house. I'd rather suffer a little more in the house than go back."

"......" Han Beiqing was speechless. For a moment, she realized that she didn't seem to know the girls very well.

"Bai Zhu, you take her to the yard to raise her." Han Beiqing looked at Bai Zhu, and raised his chin slightly next door.

Bai Zhu understood in her heart, pulled Baizhi and said, "The girl feels sorry for you, so let you take a day off to recuperate. Since you don't want to go home, go to my house."

After speaking, without waiting for Baizhi to say anything, Baizhu had already dragged Baizhi away.

Han Beiqing saw that Baizhi was dragged away, so he turned around and entered the main house.

In the house, Mrs. Han sat on the long couch by the window in the east room, cross-legged and rubbing the hemp rope. She has done a lifetime of work, and suddenly she feels very tired when she is idle. In order to relieve boredom, there is nothing to do rubbing hemp rope, taking a sole, tying a tie or something.

"Grandmother, Baizhi caught the cold, I asked her to go home and rest." Han Beiqing didn't care whether the old lady heard the movement in the courtyard or not, and said it bluntly.

"Oh? Did she have a cold?" Mrs. Han stopped what she was doing, frowned, and said, "I have a few pills here, just take it for a cold and cough. You've been sick and weak since you were a child, and eating this is very useful."

When Han Beiqing heard the old lady mention her childhood, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Anyway, Mrs. Han is really good to herself. In this era when patriarchy is very common, it is really fortunate that I can meet such an old man.

"Just leave the pill for us to eat. Baizhi doesn't cough, but his body is very hot. I was afraid that she would leave her sick and give you another breath, so I asked her to hurry home."

Han Beiqing sat casually beside Mrs. Han, stretched out her hand to hold the twine in the basket, and learned from Mrs. Han to rub the hemp rope.

"Oh, don't get your hands dirty. You've been out for a long day, and you should come home and rest. Lay it down, let it go."

When Mrs. Han saw Han Beiqing's hands flushed from the cold, she immediately felt distressed. He shouted out the window, "Is anyone following outside? Hurry up and get a basin of hot water for my family."

Seeing that no one answered, the old lady knew that there was no one in the courtyard. I got off the soft couch and wanted to get hot water for Han Beiqing. In the end, she is a granddaughter who was brought up single-handedly, and Mrs. Han really loves her.

"I'm not busy, I'll talk about it later. I have something important to tell my grandmother." Han Beiqing grabbed her grandmother and pulled her to the soft couch with a smile.

"Doesn't Grandmother think this house is cold? It's colder than at home." Han Beiqing touched Mrs. Han's rough fingers and found that the old lady's hands were already faintly frostbitten.

"You feel cold?" Mrs. Han was a little embarrassed: "I stayed in this big house all day by myself, and I didn't let anyone start the stove. Hey, it's also because the family has lived well in the past few years, so they will burn some firewood in the house during the day. I didn't say anything about burning before, but I came here."

"The house in Qishan was built by the northern gentry, the walls are thick to block the wind and cold, and the earth dragon fire wall is insulated. That's why in the past few winters, the family has been very comfortable." Han Beiqing pointed to the stove in the room and sighed.

"This house was built by a local in Huaining County, which is exquisite, beautiful, and empty, but not cold. But I can't tear down the heavy cover, so I thought, find a craftsman from the north to make a clay kang for you."

That year, Qishan encountered a severe cold that had not been encountered in a century, and the two members of the Hou family in the backyard couldn't stand it, so they built an earthen bed in the house that could burn the fire underneath. At that time, Mrs. Han saw that the soil kang in the north was so warm, and it was not wasted firewood.

"That's not bad, since you have to pay someone to hire someone, then put these houses on the plate. It can save a lot of money." Mrs. Han readily agreed, feeling that her little granddaughter was the most filial and caring.

Seeing that Mrs. Han seemed to be in a good mood, Han Beiqing took the opportunity to ask, "Second Uncle's family, what are you going to do?" The second aunt has never done anything in her life, and she doesn't know the words, and she can't count the accounts, so why should she be the manager?"

"The two elder brothers, Ji Wen and Hongwen, don't want to study, and they don't want to go to the yamen to endure hardships. Wander the streets all day long, and you are not afraid that they will cause trouble again!"

Cause trouble again!!

Mrs. Han's eyelids jumped violently, and she raised her head and looked at Han Beiqing with a shocked expression.

blurted out, "You know everything?"

Han Beiqing nodded, with a calm expression: "Grandmother won't think that the people I raise are all wine bags and rice bags, right?"