After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

Song Huiling asked Chang Yukun the reason.

Chang Yukun replied calmly: "I went to find the steward later, and the steward invited a doctor, who said that Hu Wendi had hit his head when he fell, and he might be a little confused.

The manager asked me how he fell, and I guessed that he fell accidentally when he got up to urinate. When Hu Wendi woke up today, he didn't remember being beaten yesterday.

I told him exactly what I said to the steward, and he actually believed it. The steward allowed him ten days off, and he only needed to rest well during these ten days and come back when he was well again.”

Song Huiling looked suspicious. She remembered that although they were ruthless yesterday, they were relatively restrained and did not beat the man to the point of losing consciousness.

She asked curiously, "Brother Chang, you won't do anything after we leave, will you?"

Chang Yukun looked at her deeply and said, "How could I do such a thing? It was Hu Wendi who broke his head by himself. It has nothing to do with me. I was kept up late at night and I was running around for his sake. I feel like you are not good people. I'd better stay away from you in the future!"

Song Huiling: "..."

Chang Yukun kept his word and took detours whenever he saw Song Huiling and Zhu Liuyin.

But the three of them couldn't go the same way.

The tea plantation was too large, so the manager assigned two plots of land to each person.

Today, everyone must walk through all the hills they are responsible for.

After sunset, report the inspection situation one by one.

Song Huiling slung a small bamboo basket around his waist, stuffed paper and pen into it, put on a straw hat, picked up the water bag and left.

The tea plantation is located high in the mountains, where clouds and mist linger all year round.

I walked into the tea garden early in the morning. After just a short walk along the paths, I was already covered in moisture.

Song Huiling patted the moisture on his shoulders and met two tea-picking girls, arm in arm, chatting and laughing all the way.

Seeing Song Huiling, one of the tea pickers smiled and greeted her:

"Sister, are you a new tea picker? I don't think I've seen you before."

Song Huiling shook her head and said softly, "No, I am now working for Manager Zhu. I am here to inspect the tea garden today. You two sisters can just call me Xiao Song."

According to the division of labor, Song Huiling worked under Zhu Hailin, and his rank was higher than that of a tea picker.

Normally, when the tea workers saw her, they would politely call her "Manager Song".

But Song Huiling had just arrived and didn't want to try to show off his power.

The hardest working people in a tea plantation are the tea workers. There is no need to order others around just by taking advantage of a little privilege.

Sure enough, when the two men heard Song Huiling's introduction, they immediately stood up straight, but still felt a little restrained.

"So you're the girl who confronted a group of men and caused a scene at the job recruitment site yesterday?"

Song Huiling was ashamed. It turned out that such rumors had been spread about her in private.

She wasn't making a scene; she was defending her rights.

"Manager Song, we are lucky to have you." One of the tea pickers stepped forward and stood beside Song Huiling intimately.

Song Huiling was wondering when the tea-picking girl came close to her ear and began to complain in a low voice: "Manager Song, you don't know that in this tea plantation, we women have the lowest status because we can only do the work of picking tea leaves. We can't touch other matters. Those men think that they work hard to plant and take care of the trees, and in the end, we women are only responsible for the easy work of picking tea leaves. Most of them look down on us."

"So you can't do anything else except picking tea?" Song Huiling asked, and the two women nodded in agreement.

Song Huiling spoke up for the two: "Just because men can do it doesn't mean women can't do it. Planting trees, nurturing trees, and making tea, as long as everyone is taught equally, it doesn't necessarily mean women can't do it well."

The two women were grateful to her and did not dare to complain any more.

After all, this was their first meeting with Song Huiling, and they didn't know her character. If she told the steward about these things, they would be in trouble again.

"It doesn't matter much. After all, we are all here to make money. We will do whatever the manager arranges. Being a tea picker in Longxi Tea Farm is already the envy of many people." The tea picker spoke in an open-minded manner, but Song Huiling could hear some compromise and helplessness in her voice.

She asked, "If there is such a tea plantation, where women, like men, are eligible to participate, from the manager to the tea workers, would you be willing to go?"

The two tea pickers smiled at each other at the same time, and then slowly turned to look at Song Huiling.

"Where can such a place exist? Unless it is a tea garden founded by the hostess herself, we have not heard of such a tea garden in the whole Qianzhong area. Even in the whole Dayan, such a tea garden does not exist."

Song Huiling did not continue to explain anything, but just smiled and asked the two people: "If there really is such a place, would you like to come?"

The two tea pickers said in unison: "Then let's wait and see."

Song Huiling was afraid of delaying the two people's work, so he just chatted for a few words and left.

Although poaching is not a very fair thing to do, everyone has the right to choose.

When her tea garden is built in the future, she will naturally welcome these tea pickers if they are willing to work for her.

Women are naturally more meticulous than men, and she hopes that in the future she will have more female helpers in her own tea garden.

Song Huiling walked and stopped along the way, mainly to check the growth of tea leaves, leaf size, weeds between trees, and insect pests.

Write down any problems you find on paper.

She had a good memory, so she didn't have to bring paper and pen on this trip, but she would have to report the situation to the manager later.

Records in black and white appear more attentive and can convince the person in charge.

Song Huiling's side was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Zhu Liuyin seemed much more relaxed. As soon as she entered the hill, she pretended to take a few looks and then, while no one was noticing, she secretly ran towards the hill that Song Huiling was in charge of.

It was too boring to patrol alone, and she had no interest in tea.

The tea knowledge her father instilled in her every day went in one ear and out the other, and not a single word of it took her to heart.

As for Chang Yukun, he discovered the problem shortly after he entered the mountain for inspection.

The weeds between several tea trees are too dense. If they are not removed in time, they will inevitably affect the growth of tea leaves.

Tea pickers are only responsible for picking tea leaves. Weeding is part of tree care and has to be done by specialized tea workers.

The head tea worker in charge of this hill is called Zheng Tong.

Chang Yukun asked as he walked, but no one had seen Zheng Tong.

He felt strange, because it was the time for a tea worker to work, so how could he not show up?

He was worried that something had happened to this man, so he stopped patrolling and went down the mountain to look for him.

When he was almost halfway up the mountain, a kind female worker stopped him and said, "New manager, don't go. Zheng Tong is fine. He should be sleeping right now. He will come up when the sun sets."

Chang Yukun frowned: "When the sun is about to set, everyone is going to finish work and go down the mountain. Why is he still here? Is there no one to stop him if he is so passive and lazy?"