freenovelworld Chapter 57 New Achievements
Chapter 57 New Achievements
When the village chief's nephew returned with a shovel, he found that the chubby girl was not there. He immediately became anxious, sweat beading on his forehead, and shouted loudly.
"Fatty! Where are you? Come back quickly!!"
"Why are you shouting so loudly when you're right here?" the chubby girl sitting in the tree replied, stretching.
"My goodness, these trees are so tall, how did you climb up them?" the village chief's nephew asked incredulously.
The chubby girl replied, "I was swinging on a vine when I accidentally swung and got caught in a branch, so I just sat there and waited for you. If you had come any later, I would have fallen asleep."
"Yes, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. How did you get down?" The village chief's nephew asked worriedly from under the tree.
"I have a plan, watch closely!" the chubby girl replied with a smile, then grabbed the vines with both hands, and with a little help, wobbled down from the tree.
"You're really amazing!" the village chief's nephew praised, giving him a thumbs up.
"Okay, stop praising me, or I'll get arrogant," the chubby girl replied playfully. "Let's start digging yams, good luck!"
"You dig? Or should I dig?" the village chief's nephew asked, puzzled.
"Of course you're the one digging! How could you let a girl do all that hard labor?" the chubby girl replied.
"Alright then, you can pick yam beans over there," the village chief's nephew reluctantly agreed.
I thought digging yams would be the same as digging sweet potatoes, but it turns out the yams are located very deep underground. The village chief's nephew dug quite deep before he even saw what the yams looked like.
"These yams are really hard to dig. Can I dig half of them and then pull the yams out?" the village chief's nephew asked.
"You think this is a radish? You're pulling it out like that?" the chubby girl replied seriously. "This is a yam. You have to dig it a little longer, otherwise it will break and won't keep well. And if my dad sees you breaking the yam, he'll scold you!"
"Alright then, I'll dig a little longer," the village chief's nephew replied with a wry smile.
Picking yam beans was easier. By the time the village chief's nephew had successfully dug out a few yams, the chubby girl had already filled a basket with yam beans.
"There are so many yam beans, can you finish them all?" The village chief's nephew couldn't help but laugh. "Why don't you pour out half of them and carry the other half back?"
"What do you know? These yam beans can be distributed to the surrounding people so they can cook porridge. Besides, winter is coming soon, and then we won't be able to find any ingredients. My dad and I will still need to eat, won't we?" the chubby girl asked angrily.
The village chief's nephew nodded. "What you said makes sense."
After the village chief's nephew filled all the yams into another basket, the two of them went down the mountain one after the other.
Upon returning home, the village chief's nephew immediately went to check on Yingzi, but she was sleeping soundly. Not wanting to disturb her, he tiptoed out of the room.
Afterwards, Fatty told her father about the village chief's nephew introducing her to a potential partner. Fatty's father was overjoyed and immediately urged the village chief's nephew to...
"Tianqi, I heard from Fatty that you have a really nice colleague who's a good cook, likes to exercise, and works very hard. Why don't you invite him over to meet Fatty?"
The village chief's nephew hesitated, "This...it's not the right time yet, let's talk about it later."
"What do you mean? Are you making a fool of my chubby girl?" Chubby girl's father was displeased. "If you weren't genuinely trying to help her, why would you be telling her all this and that?"
The village chief's nephew quickly explained, "Uncle Doctor, I'm not lying. I'm just advising the chubby girl to lose weight. Once she's slim and pretty, it's not too late for her to go on blind dates."
"If my daughter can lose weight, I'll be your brother, okay?" Fat Girl's dad looked completely unconvinced.
"Sure," the village chief's nephew replied with a smile. "Starting tomorrow, I'll help Fatty lose weight, and you'll treat Yingzi's illness. We'll have a month to see who succeeds first, okay?"
"It's a deal!" Fatty's dad readily nodded in agreement.
In the camp in the northern desert, Ye Beichen handled government affairs, while Su Yuning stayed by his side doing her own thing. At first, Su Yuning embroidered handkerchiefs and made shoes, but gradually, she disdained to do basic handicrafts and began to try making menstrual pads!
Although snow was falling heavily, there were still many reeds by the pond not far from the camp. Su Yuning walked over and gently stroked the reeds. The silky petals softly covered her fingers, and the delicate texture was captivating. She picked some reeds and put them into her cloak, then admired the scenery of the reeds.
On the water's edge, in the wind, the reeds sway with a unique grace. Their snow-white fluff, light and ethereal, seems like a dreamlike poem sprinkled by nature. A touch of yellow among the reed's stamens, like the rising sun, infuses this chilly autumn day with a hint of warmth.
Afterwards, Su Yuning cut the fabric by herself and made it into the shape of a sanitary pad for modern life. Then she filled the soft fabric with soft cattail fluff and sewed it into a menstrual pad. Then she sewed this natural menstrual pad into the sanitary pad, and a unique menstrual pad was made!
There happened to be a few young maids in the territory, so Su Yuning quickly made a few more sanitary pads and distributed them to the maids. They were of lowly status and usually just used menstrual pads filled with wood ash to get by. Now that they had sanitary pads made of pink cotton, they were reluctant to use them.
When Su Yuning arrived at their dormitory, she found several pretty sanitary pads neatly folded on the table, clearly unused. She couldn't help but angrily reprimand them.
"What's going on? Do you think my over-the-counter underwear isn't pretty enough? Why aren't you using it? Don't you respect me, the lady of the lord?"
A maid named Lianqiao responded, "Madam, please calm down. We don't dislike the safety pants you made. It's just that using several pairs of cotton pants a month is too wasteful. We just can't bear to use them."
"Is that really the case?" Su Yuning asked, glancing around. The other maids nodded in agreement.
At this moment, Su Yuning smiled slightly, then picked up the sanitary pads and demonstrated them to them.
"The menstrual pad inside these pants is removable. After you finish using the old one, you can safely replace it with a new one. The material of the menstrual pad is very inexpensive; it's just common cattail fluff. This cattail fluff is soft and comfortable, and it absorbs very well. You can use it with confidence, and remember to give me feedback on the results later."
“Yes, Madam!” The maids nodded in agreement.
About a week later,
Lianqiao and Dingxiang then came to the tent hand in hand to report on the usage to Su Yuning.
"Madam, the sanitary pads you made are really great. They're comfortable to wear during the day, and even better at night. You can toss and turn in them without feeling embarrassed. If you ask me what I don't like, I really can't find anything wrong with them!" Lian Qiao replied happily.
Su Yuning replied with a smile, "I'm glad you're satisfied. Dingxiang, what do you think of the sanitary pads?"
Dingxiang replied, "It works quite well. It would be even better if the sanitary pads smelled nice, so I wouldn't feel embarrassed walking outside and there wouldn't be any unpleasant odor."
Su Yuning nodded and said, "Yes, you're right. I will continue to improve the safety pants. I won't feel at ease until you find them useful."
"Madam, why have you started researching this? Didn't you used to like embroidering handkerchiefs?" the tall and slender Lian Qiao asked curiously.
Su Yuning spoke frankly, "I plan to make good quality sanitary pads and then sell them to the daughters and wives of high-ranking officials and nobles to make money."
"I support your decision! Your sanitary pads are already good enough; if they smelled even better, they would definitely sell like hotcakes!" Lian Qiao replied with a smile. Ding Xiang, standing beside her, also agreed, "Such useful and beautiful sanitary pads will surely be popular with the public!"
Su Yuning replied with feigned seriousness, "Don't get too excited yet. If we can really make money from this, I'll bring all of you over to work for me."
"Alright!" The two maids nodded and smiled in agreement.
Back in the northern desert, Madam Nangong shamelessly went to the Nangong residence, only to find that in just a few months, the concubine had become the principal wife, and Master Nangong was able to walk again. Their relationship was exceptionally good, and she had no place to stand at all.
"Master, I was wrong, I'm sorry!" Madam Nangong cried as she knelt on the ground. "You can hit me or scold me, I still want to go back to live in the Nangong mansion. Can you let me stay?"
Master Nangong angrily turned his face to the side, "I've already written you a letter of divorce, why are you still here?"
Madam Nangong responded tearfully, "That steward is heartless! He deceived my feelings and squandered all my treasures. Now I have nothing left. Please, sir, take me in. I will never dare to misbehave again. I was wrong!"
Master Nangong was both annoyed and amused. "Do you think the Nangong mansion is a marketplace? You think you can come and go as you please? Not so easy!"
At this moment, Nangong Xue'er's mother came to the master's side and gently suggested,
“Sir, look how disheveled my sister is. I imagine she must be having a hard time outside. Why don’t you keep her here? After all, we were husband and wife once.”
Master Nangong waved his hand and said, "It's too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost. Madam Nangong has made one mistake after another, and she has already been divorced. So whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with the Nangong family. Time will tell. You are the most important person to me. For the rest of my life, I only need you. Everyone else can go away!"
Left with no other choice, Madam Nangong left the Nangong residence in despair and wandered aimlessly outside.
At this moment, snow fell heavily, and Nangong Xue'er's mother couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
“In this cold weather, if Madam Chang doesn’t have a place to stay, she probably won’t make it until tomorrow morning. Sir, please let her come back. I will get along well with her.”
Master Nangong, however, was determined never to let her set foot in the Nangong mansion again, and thus did not respond to his current wife. Given this, Nangong Xue'er's mother could only shake her head helplessly and go about her own business.
It's said that when someone's luck reaches a certain low point, it often turns around, just like Lady Nangong.
She collapsed from cold and hunger on a snowy street. Just then, the old lord happened to be passing by in his carriage. The moment he lifted the curtain, he saw the person lying in the snow. He quickly ordered the coachman to stop the carriage and then rescued the woman.
When Lady Nangong awoke, she found herself lying in an unfamiliar tent. She was stunned, wondering to herself, "Where am I? Why is it so warm? Why are there soft blankets? Why are there such exquisite decorations?"
Just then, the old lord arrived, and he asked with a smile,
"you're awake?"
Lady Nangong was startled and quickly jumped off the bed to bow, "Greetings, Lord!"
"No need to be so polite. I'm no longer a lord; I'm a retired old man now. You can just call me Old Ye."
"My lord, thank you for saving me," Lady Nangong replied, tears of gratitude streaming down her face.
"You're welcome, it was nothing!" the old lord replied with a smile. "Besides, my son is now a lord, and I'm just an ordinary person, so you don't need to be so polite."
"Okay, I understand," Madam Nangong replied timidly.
"What happened to you? Did you have a fight with Master Nangong? Why did you faint outside all by yourself?" the old lord asked curiously.
Lady Nangong replied with embarrassment, "He divorced me. I want to go back to my life, but he doesn't want me anymore."
"Is it because you betrayed him?" the old lord asked.
Madam Nangong remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.
"In that case, you should be with the steward, why do you still want to go back to the Nangong residence?" the old lord asked again.
Madam Nangong was filled with shame and replied with her head down, "The steward only cares about money and not people. I broke up with him."
"So what do you think of me?" the old lord asked.
Lady Nangong did not understand the meaning behind his words, so she answered seriously, "You are a good lord, you are very good to the people, you have done many good things, you are conscientious and responsible, you are brave and resourceful, you are both literate and martial, and you are capable and competent!"
"I asked you what you think of me?" the old lord repeated. But Lady Nangong still didn't understand his meaning and could only retort, "This humble woman is foolish and doesn't understand what you mean?"
“My wife passed away many years ago, and I’d like to find a companion to spend the rest of my life with. If you’re willing, come with me,” the old lord said bluntly.
Lady Nangong had no choice but to nod in agreement, "I'm willing!"
The old lord chuckled. "You agreed quite quickly. Do you prefer power or wealth?"
Madam Nangong responded awkwardly, "All I want is a place to live and food to eat."
“Alright, your request is simple, let’s pick a good day to get married?” the old lord suggested.
Madam Nangong waved her hand and refused, saying, "No, no, I'm so old, and I'm still Master Nangong's abandoned wife. If I were to marry you, I'm afraid everyone would laugh their heads off."
"You mean, we both agree that we don't need to have a wedding?"
"A simple meal with family is fine."
"Alright then, I promise you!" the old lord replied with a smile.