Throughout the Qing Dynasty, the small nobles of the Manchu nationality were raised like pigs. Even if there was no rice to eat at home, the whole family could not go out to work. This was the last pride and persistence of the Manchu men!

Ha, how ridiculous. They would rather starve to death than work, and their wives and daughters are not allowed to work.

In order to talk nonsense, many aristocratic housewives and girls had to pull rickshaws with their faces covered and do some subsistence work late at night. Often for a few cents, they were pulled into the beard and allowed to be left to the lower class.

They were raped and beaten by men who were even lower than their former slaves, and they were not even given car money.

They are even lower than the cousins ​​​​of the house.

It's good that she can find a job here, because her biological mother is an outsider, so she can go out to work.

Her concubine sisters were all born to legitimate aunts, but they were worse than her, a concubine. Even the man her eldest sister married was burdened with a lot of debt and lived on only a few donations from her aunt.

Bar.

If she doesn't work hard and make enough money every month to satisfy her father and aunt, this will be her future life.

This is the pain of Manchu noble women now.

Henuan wanted to change all this, so she just handed over her salary, but she kept the extra money from the reward. She was cute and upright, and she was quite popular with the customers. After working for a year, she saved dozens of dollars.

She is now seventeen years old. She is old enough to get married. She feels that she will not starve to death even if she has arms and legs. The only thing she worries about is her biological mother.

The house where my biological mother lived was sold by her father, and she rented a small attic in an alley. She still had to give some money to her father who came to visit her every month, so she begged her to have her father and her last name when she got married.

Better looking.

Everything was for this surname, and she had to endure a lot of unfair treatment for this noble surname.

But, where can she find a man of suitable status who is willing to marry her?

He Nuan was absent-minded while working. When he was serving soup to Yuan Wense, his steps were unsteady. When his hand loosened, a pot of boiling soup poured over Yuan Wense. If it poured on her, even if she was wearing thick clothes, it would not be enough.

The exposed flesh was burned.

Lao Shi was startled. He picked up the plate on the table and threw it at it. The soup poured all over He Nuan, burning her so much that she screamed and fell to the ground.

Lao Shi was extremely nervous, and then Yuan Wense touched it up and down and looked at it: "How are you doing? Did you get burned?"

Yuan Wense still got a few splashes on her neck and face, and quickly picked up the bumps, which were as big as a finger, and she was trembling slightly...

Lao Shi is terribly distressed, what’s going on!

"Is there any ointment for burns? Apply some quickly."

Yuan Wense pretended to have it in her bag, but actually found a tube of prepared green jade plaster in the space, and Lao Shi applied it to her with distress.

It hurts so much that it is best to soak the burn in cold water, but it is not convenient for her to do this in these parts.

She happened to be standing at the window, so she opened the window, and the cold wind blew over, causing her to shiver, but the pain in the burned area was slightly reduced.

Her skin was fair and the burns were obvious, and Lao Shi was so angry that her eyes were red.
Chapter completed!