Lin Shuang'er explained everything clearly to Dongmei.
In the past two years in the Hou Mansion, apart from Aunt Zhao, Dongmei was the best to her.
She thought Dongmei would blame her, but she didn't expect that Dongmei not only didn't blame her, but also deeply sympathized with her experience, and was even more considerate to her on weekdays.
Dongmei said: "In the past, I regarded you as my brother, but now, I regard you as my sister."
Lin Shuang'er was so moved that she almost cried.
She said to Dongmei: "I worked in the Hou Mansion for two years and accumulated ten taels of silver, which I hid in the wooden box under my bed."
Dongmei smiled angrily and said: "You silly girl, what are you talking to me about? You have to hide your money well. When you leave the Marquis' Mansion, you can find a good family to marry. These will be regarded as your own dowry. , don’t tell others stupidly. It’s important to be on guard against others, you know?”
Lin Shuang'er hugged Dongmei and rubbed her little face on her arm, clinging to her like a cat: "You are not someone else, you are one of our own."
Dongmei poked her forehead lovingly and said like an elder: "We women must leave some escape route for ourselves. Money is the most important thing, followed by our women's faces and bodies."
Before Lin Shuang'er understood what she meant, she saw Dongmei take out her bra wrap from under her pillow and throw it into the brazier.
Dongmei said: "These things must never be used again!"
Lin Shuang'er was shocked and looked at Dongmei with confusion, as if she was silently accusing her of squandering natural resources.
She had accumulated these rags for a long time.
But Dongmei said seriously: "From now on, when you leave the Marquis Mansion and you want to get married, just let it grow where it should."
If she hadn't removed the bra wrap herself, she wouldn't have known that this little girl had such a proud figure.
It's just that this girl was really cruel to her. She tied them tightly with a bra wrap, leaving red marks all over her body.
Lin Shuang'er didn't think that far ahead. She was only worried about what was happening in front of her. Without the bra wrap, it would be easy for her daughter to be seen.
Dongmei seemed to have anticipated her worries. She took out a delicate thing from somewhere, like a small shield. But the shield was designed very cleverly, just enough to cover a person's chest and stomach, with four corners. There is also a belt worn on it.
Dongmei said: "You will wear this from now on."
Lin Shuang'er took it in her hand and looked at it carefully. It was really a delicate thing. It seemed to be woven from reed grass. It was not only light and convenient to wear, but most importantly, it was more comfortable to wear than a bra wrap.
Dongmei said: "With your face and figure, you will definitely marry into a good family after you leave the Marquis Mansion. Then you have to learn the skills of serving your husband, so that you will not be disliked by your husband in the future."
Lin Shuang'er's face turned red, and she asked Dongmei: "How do you know so much?"
Dongmei said: "Of course it's from the book."
Lin Shuang'er said: "Aren't you illiterate?"
Except for Qiu Ju, who knew a few words, all the maids in the Hou Mansion had never gone to school, let alone Dongmei, who couldn't even write her own name.
"Can't you read pictures if you don't know how to read?" As she said that, Dongmei took out a picture album from her arms, opened a page at random, pointed at the entangled two people and said, "Did you see that? This is what the book said! "
Lin Shuang'er leaned over and took a look, and saw a man and a woman hugging each other tightly above the picture album.
There were many words under the pattern, but Lin Shuang'er couldn't understand any of them, only the picture.
Lin Shuang'er had a blank slate and had no idea about these things, but after what happened that night, she understood a little bit.
Her face turned red, and the roots of her ears also heated up. She was so shy that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
"Dongmei, what do you think of these things?"
Dongmei was not ashamed at all, she had already read the book into pieces.
Putting the book in Lin Shuang'er's hand casually, Dongmei said disapprovingly: "Why can't you read it? I stole this book from Xiao Lizi. I have finished reading it. I will steal another book another day. Ben, I’ll leave this one with you, you have to study hard.”
"You are getting haircut this year and you are of age to get married. If you work harder, you can save yourself fifty taels of silver and get yourself out of the house. When the time comes, you will marry a man you want, but no one will teach you this."
A wishful man?
Lin Shuang'er unconsciously thought of Qi Ming.
The young man who kept saying he wanted to marry her.
The corners of Lin Shuang'er's mouth raised slightly.
Caught off guard, another face full of anger appeared in her mind, breaking all her illusions.
Lin Shuang'er suddenly thought of Ye Beicheng for some reason, and suddenly felt that the book in her hand was extremely hot. She quickly closed the book, threw it aside, and said with a blushing face: "I don't want to read this, and I don't want to serve any husband."
Dongmei said: "What are you afraid of? I heard that this kind of thing is very comfortable."
Lin Shuang'er's cheeks were flushed, and her earlobes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding. She bit her lip and hesitated: "Anyway... I just don't want to."
Lin Shuang'er's heart was pounding. How could this kind of thing make people feel comfortable? She almost died that night...
Now whenever she thinks about Ye Beicheng's madness that night, she trembles all over. Now she no longer fears or resists such things.
