nashuaworldcup Chapter 115 Scars
Chapter 115 Scars
After Song Yuntang left, the four people in the private room sighed.
"She is not loved by her adoptive parents, and her biological parents don't care about her. She was even kicked out of the house. That Miss Song is really pitiful." Jiang Zhiyue, who had previously called Yang Linyuan her cousin, said.
Jiang Su Rao raised her eyebrows slightly, "I don't feel sorry for her."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Zhiyue asked in confusion.
"She should be living a more comfortable life now than in Rongshu Village." Jiang Surao lowered her eyes to look at her nails, which she had just painted yesterday. "The shampoo, skin rejuvenation pills, and body fragrance pills I told you about before were all bought from her. She has the ability to support herself. As long as she works hard, she will never be short of money in the future."
She used one body fragrance pill, and it has been three or four days now, and there is still a faint fragrance.
Just like her own body odor, it smells particularly good and not at all abrupt. She is just waiting for Song Yuntang to put it on the shelves so that she can buy a few more.
"Really?" The two women present heard this and their little thoughts came to life, "Sister Rao, can you take us to her shop to have a look? We want it too."
Jiang Surao smiled faintly and looked at Yang Linyuan who had been silent.
"Young Master Yang, do you want to join us?"
Yang Linyuan nodded and said, "Let's go together. If I remember correctly, one of our family's industries may have some business dealings with Miss Song."
"Ah! What's going on?" Jiang Zhiyue asked.
Yang Linyuan smiled gently, "Before I came to Cile Town, the head of Wan Qingsi came to report to me that he had ordered shampoo for a young lady, as well as the kinds of pills Miss Jiang just mentioned. I guess it's such a coincidence that they all match up. The girl he was talking about is most likely Miss Song."
Jiang Surao was a little surprised.
"She actually expanded her business to the county town!"
"Come on, come on, now that you've mentioned that, I'm even more curious." Jiang Zhiyue urged everyone to get up. "Cousin, is the shampoo that Wan Qingsi customizes the same as the one Miss Song is selling now?"
Yang Linyuan shook his head. "It's different. Wan Qingsi's custom-made shampoo has a few more precious medicinal herbs added to it."
Jiang Zhiyue understood.
“The price will definitely be different.”
As they walked, Yang Linyuan said, "Next time we come to Cile Town, I'll bring you some to try."
Jiang Zhiyue half-jokingly said, "Forget it, I live in Cile Town, so of course I'll go find Miss Song to buy it. It's not easy for her as a woman, so cousin, please don't compete with Miss Song for business."
She and Yang Linyuan are not blood cousins. Their branch is just a side branch of the Jiang family. It just so happens that her father and Yang Linyuan's mother are of the same generation, so they are called cousins.
Although her family conditions were not as good as the Yang family's, she had never had to worry about food and clothing since she was a child. Her parents taught her not to be greedy for small gains, so she naturally could not let Yang Linyuan spend money.
When they went to pay the bill, they found out that Song Yuntang had left the money on the counter.
However, they all came from wealthy families, so it was naturally not appropriate to ask Song Yuntang, a weak woman who struggled to make a living, to spend money. However, they were still very happy about her behavior.
"Qiuyue, tell everyone everything you heard at Yuchun Teahouse today without missing a single word."
Qiuyue hesitated and said, "Miss, you have already helped Miss Song enough. If you offend the Lin family because of this, the master and the mistress might blame you."
Jiang Surao didn't care.
"It's okay. I'm not the only one here at Yuchun Teahouse today. If you do it discreetly, the Lin family won't find out about it."
Qiuyue said yes reluctantly and went to make the arrangements.
……
Lin Zhaozhao was helped by Lin Jingyao and Lin Gengshi to see a doctor. The injury on her forehead was not a big deal, but the bruise would take some time to completely disappear, and after that, there might be a shallow mark left on the broken part.
The scar on the woman's face, although shallow, will affect her appearance after all.
What's more, Lin Zhaozhao cares a lot about her face. In her opinion, Song Yuntang had been raised in the Lin family for more than ten years, so her appearance was so exquisite.
Her appearance was not as good as Song Yuntang, who had been raised in the Lin family for more than ten years. After she got the scar, it was even more difficult for her to compare.
The reason why she had scars was Song Yuntang.
If she hadn't called herself to Yuchun Teahouse, she would still be lying on the couch under the pavilion next to the courtyard's landscape pond, with maids fanning her, drinking iced fruit drinks, and eating crispy and delicious date paste cakes.
The most important thing is that a good marriage might be ruined by her.
I heard from my father that Yang Linyuan is the eldest son of the Yang family. He is highly regarded by the Suichuan prefect and has been brought up by his side for more than ten years. At a young age, he has already made friends with many officials and families, and has begun to take over family affairs. His ability, vision, knowledge and courage are even better than his father's. In time, the Yang family will surely reach a higher level.
If she successfully married into the Yang family, she would have everything from gold and silver to jewelry, and she might even be able to help her eldest brother with his future career.
But now, all that is gone.
Thinking of this, Lin Zhaozhao felt extremely aggrieved and burst into tears.
"Brother, second brother, have I become so ugly? It's all Song Yuntang's fault. She messed everything up."
Lin Jingyao's expression was as calm as ever.
Although Lin Gengshi felt reluctant, he didn't know what to say.
After all, this injury was too embarrassing.
When he entered the room before, he had already questioned Song Yuntang without any reason. He saw with his own eyes how the injury was caused, so it was naturally not appropriate to blame Song Yuntang.
Handed a handkerchief to Lin Zhaozhao.
"Okay, stop crying. Once the scar on your forehead gets better, we'll go find some medicine to remove the scar. I'll definitely find a way to make the mark on your forehead so light it's invisible."
Lin Zhaozhao looked at him with sobs.
"Really?"
"Of course it's true. When has my second brother ever lied to you?" He said, taking the medicine the doctor had just prepared in his hand. "Come, my second brother will apply the medicine to you first, and then we'll go home."
……
Song Yuntang first went to Yujun Pavilion and asked Mu Qiu to take inventory of the remaining shampoo in the shop.
Because they had to prepare 400 cans to be sent to the county town, production could not keep up, and there were less than 400 cans of shampoo left in the shop.
However, after three days of opening, business has gradually stabilized, so there is no need to rush. It’s just that the shop is too empty and doesn’t look quite right.
"Mu Dong, do you have any channels to spread the news?" Song Yuntang asked.
"Many people in the southern suburbs are from gangster backgrounds, and they're good at spreading and gathering information." After a pause, Mu Dong scratched the back of his head and added, "It might cost some money."
Song Yuntang hummed, "It's okay to spend a little money. I'll leave this matter to you. I'll tell you in detail later. It would be best if everyone in the surrounding area knows about it."
Mu Dong nodded, "Okay."
Song Yuntang added, "I'll pay you first for the remaining six days' wages from last month. Previously, I paid you six hundred wen a month, twenty wen a day, so a total of one hundred and twenty wen per person for six days."
As she spoke, she counted out two hundred and forty coins and handed them to the two men.
"Business in our shop is gradually stabilizing, and you two have made an invaluable contribution. Starting this month, we'll pay you 30 wen a day, and give you an additional 100 wen for meals. If Mu Dong makes deliveries, running around on the road is risky, so you can get an extra 50 wen per trip as a risk allowance."
Mu Dong and Mu Qiu looked at each other, with joy in their eyes.
In the future, I can earn money through my own efforts and let my mother live a good life.