Chapter 7 — Female Dong Gia Vengeance

Lieu Thi covered her face and knelt down crying in front of the Buddha statue. "Master, I just mentioned you a few words and Tri Y immediately took action. Now she even dares to hit someone like me as a mother, what will she do in the future?" On Nhu Duong cried even louder than her. "Father, you want to force us to death." Father looked at me. "Tri Y, kneel down." I don't kneel. "She insulted my dead mother." Father frowned. you. "Your mother has passed away for many years, the living must continue to live. For one sentence, if you hit your elder, where are your rules?" I looked at him. "Father, in the past, did you hear my mother mention an envelope?" Father's face changed. Lieu Thi's crying stopped. "What letter?" Father asked. "I also want to know." Father avoided my eyes. "No." Lieu Thi immediately continued. "Tri Y, you were instigated by outsiders. When my mother was seriously ill, you talked nonsense, there was no letter." I stared at father. He lied again. In my previous life, until my death, I still thought you were just an ungrateful person. Now I know, perhaps you knew long ago that my mother's death was not pure. Father said in a deep voice. "From tomorrow, you will go to the small Buddha Hall to write down family rules. Leave the housekeeping matters to your mother." Lieu's eyes showed joy. I asked. "What about Cam Tu ward's shipment?" Father paused. Lieu Thi said softly. "I will take care of it for you. You can rest assured and review." I laughed. "The shopkeeper said, only accept me." "Then let your sister do it with you." Father said, "You two sisters are of the same mind, looking beautiful from the outside." On Nhu Duong immediately raised his head, his eyes lit up. I understand. They want to take samples of my flowers to pave the way for Wen Nhu Duong. In my previous life, my dowry, my heart, and my children all became steps for their family. In this life, they still want to do the same thing. I turned my back and left. Father shouted, “Stop!” I stop. He asked, “Where are you going?” “To the embroidery room.” I said, "Father forced me to write down the family rules, so I have to hide the flowers first, lest someone accidentally burn them." The smile on Lieu Thi's face stiffened. Wen Nhu Duong bit his lip. When I stepped out of the Buddha hall, A Thanh stood outside the monastery gate, holding half of the broken rosary string in his hand. He saw me and knelt down. "Eldest lady, this slave has something to say." I stopped walking. "Speaking." A Thanh looked towards the Buddha hall, her voice trembling. "Second young lady sent the slave to the embroidery room tomorrow, to exchange your original drawing." I took A Thanh to the embroidery room. As soon as the door was closed, he knelt on the ground, kowtowing until his forehead turned red. "Eldest lady, please forgive me. In the past, this slave has passed a letter to you, but I was also forced. You used the slave's illness to oppress me." Old Hua stood by the door. "Let's talk about the main thing." A Thanh pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his chest. "This was given to me by the Second Miss. I told the slave to tamper with 'Bach Diep Quan Diem' of Please create this sheet. Wait for someone from Cam Tu Ward to pick it up. If there are any mistakes, just say it was drawn by you." I opened the sheet of paper. The flower pattern on it seems similar at first glance, but if you look closely, the needle lines are all wrong. If embroidered according to this version, as long as the wearer walks, the hem of the dress will break and tear. Wen Nhu Duong doesn't understand embroidery, but he does understand how to harm people. "Who else knows?" I asked. "Zhao mama. And also the princess in the embroidery room." A Thanh gulped, "Your Majesty said, Eldest Miss came back from the manor, why would she push the heads of old people like them. She agreed to help Second Miss." Old Hua swore an oath. We put the paper into the burning lamp. A Thanh was startled. "Miss, the evidence is gone." "Living witnesses are the best evidence." I looked at him, "Just do it tomorrow

what they said." A Thanh was dumbfounded. "Is it really a scam?" "Cheating." I said, "If you dare to take even half a step wrong, I will tell my father about the story you previously passed on to Mrs. Lieu." A Thanh nodded repeatedly. The next day, people from Cam Tu ward came to get the first sample. The embroidery room was packed with people. Thi Lieu personally sat guard, while On Nhu Duong wore a veil, weak and fragile, standing next to her. The princess brought out the box. "The original copies of the eldest lady are all here." Shopkeeper Tan reached out to receive it. On Nhu Duong suddenly spoke up. “Sister, this big thing, I also want to see. If there is a mistake, find it early and fix it early." Lieu Thi immediately said. "Duong Nhi also has good intentions. Tri Y, don't always be wary of your younger sister." I nodded. "Open it." Ton Nuong Tu's hand trembled. The box opened, inside was a stack of original drawings. On Nhu Duong took the top sheet, just glanced at it, pretending to be surprised. "Sister, is the needle and thread here wrong?" Lieu Thi took it, her expression changed. "Tri Y, why did you make a mistake?" hey? This is something made for a noble person." The lady immediately knelt down. "Last night, the eldest lady didn't let the slave see it, and the servant didn't know it would turn out like this." Shopkeeper Qin looked at me.