The evil mother-in-law does not whitewash, she only abuses her children

Chapter 578 Tong Family Weaving Workshop

On a late autumn morning, Tong Huaqiong's weaving workshop opened.

The opening of the weaving workshop was a double blessing for Tong Huaqiong. The first blessing was that Chen Sufen gave birth to a daughter safely and healthily.

Early in the morning, firecrackers were set off at the door of the weaving workshop.

I thought it was grand enough that County Magistrate Liu brought his mother Han and son Liu Yanhong to show their support, but I didn't expect that the prefect Yao would also come.

The scissors that were originally intended for County Magistrate Liu to cut the ribbon were given to Prefect Yao.

There was no other way. Even if he didn't hand it over to Prefect Yao, County Magistrate Liu's hands were shaking so much in front of his superiors that he couldn't hold the scissors steadily.

Therefore, the person who cuts the ribbon must be Governor Yao.

Mr. Lu brought Lu Zhaozhao to show his support in person, and Lu's good relative-in-law Mr. Huang naturally came as well.

Merchants from Pingchuan County and Yanguan Town sent gifts one after another.

Boss Qian stood aside with a few familiar merchants. He Chao was transferred from Taohua Dessert to the weaving workshop. He stood behind Tong Huaqiong with his sales assistant.

Gu Baishuang, Gu Dashu and Liu Yue'e came back from Pingchuan County to celebrate.

Lian Hengruo and Aunt Tang not only sent congratulatory gifts, but also arrived in a carriage early in the morning.

Tong Huaqiong blushed when she saw Prefect Yao glance at Lian Hengruo.

She wondered why such a high-ranking official like Prefect Yao wanted to attend the opening ceremony of her weaving workshop.

There are many business activities open every day in the entire Ningcheng. Some businesses are larger than hers and have a wider business scope. Prefect Yao may not go to all of them, but he came to Qinghewan to cut the ribbon for a rural weaving workshop.

Seeing that Prefect Yao glanced at Lian Hengruo from time to time, while Lian Hengruo stood beside Gu Taohua and forced himself to remain calm while introducing himself to Lu Zhaozhao, Tong Huaqiong's temples twitched. She had already acted as a matchmaker once, and it seemed she would have to do it again.

What Tong Huaqiong didn't know was that before Magistrate Yao came to Qinghe Bay, he made a special trip to Pingchuan County to return the money he owed for buying pearls last time to Lian Hengruo.

The two of them did not expect to meet again at the door of Tong Huaqiong's weaving workshop.

Nowadays, the rural economy is basically based on farming. Even if there are some commercial economic activities, they are concentrated in small businesses such as grinding tofu and pressing sesame oil, which cannot form a large scale. In the minds of the villagers, the weaving workshop is the first large-scale commercial economy in Qinghewan.

In fact, in Tong Huaqiong's mind, her pig farm also counts, but in the minds of the people in Qinghewan, every family raises a few pigs, so Tong Huaqiong's pig farm is excluded.

The opening of the weaving workshop was as lively as when Tong Huaqiong was named the Lady of the Country and Gu Jingzhe was the first in the case.

After all, everyone believes that the weaving workshop is not only a powerful tool for Tong Huaqiong to make money, but is also closely related to their own money-making.

In the past, they did not dare to grow cotton for fear of losing money. Now that Tong Huaqiong's weaving workshop specializes in cotton cloth, they can grow cotton with confidence and sell the cotton to Tong Huaqiong's weaving workshop in the future.

Secondly, the weaving workshop needs people who can fluff cotton, spin yarn and weave cloth. Although there are all the female workers now, more looms will be added when the business is prosperous. Maybe someone in the family will go to the weaving workshop to work and earn money in the future.

To put it another way, one cannot be a weaver without growing cotton. Tong Huaqiong's weaving workshop is getting bigger and bigger, which will surely benefit the neighbors in the future.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just say that the private school in the village was established with the sponsorship of Tong Huaqiong.

Therefore, the villagers who were watching felt proud and were genuinely happy for Tong Huaqiong.

The weaving workshop was surrounded by people, including villagers from this village as well as villagers from other villages.

Those girls and wives who were hired to work in the weaving workshop were standing in front of the workshop, rubbing their hands in anticipation.

Who would have thought that they would be able to make money like men in the future.

Looking at the envious or jealous eyes in the crowd, they raised their foreheads unconsciously.

Their families, standing in the crowd, also looked at them with pride.

There was even an old lady who wiped her eyes as she stared at a round-faced girl in front of a loom. Her granddaughter lost her parents when she was young, and after she came of age, she was arranged to marry someone. However, the man died of tuberculosis before she could marry him.

The uncles and brothers in the clan thought she was unlucky and cursed her for bringing misfortune to her parents and husband, so they wanted to sell her off far away.

The price had been agreed upon and she thought she could not keep her granddaughter, but things took a turn for the better.

This girl is very strong and is good at playing with cotton.

Tong Huaqiong's weaving workshop was recruiting, so she sneaked over to apply. Hundreds of kilograms of cotton were easily loaded onto the cotton-fluffing machine in her hands, and she was immediately hired as a cotton-fluffing worker in the weaving workshop.

During this period, the clan members did something bad and sent people to tell Tong Huaqiong that she had a hard fate and was unlucky. Tong Huaqiong spread her hands and said that was great, the weaving workshop needed people with a hard fate, and sent someone to tell her home that the girl was already a cotton fluffer in the weaving workshop, and if anyone dared to take advantage of her, she would report to the police.

If others reported the matter to the authorities, they might try to smooth things over by saying it was an internal family matter, but she was now a county lady, so if she reported the matter personally, the authorities had to give her some face.

Now no one in the clan dares to mention selling her anymore.

The old lady looked at Tong Huaqiong with red eyes. She really wanted to go over the crowd and hold Tong Huaqiong's hand to express her gratitude.

But she also knew that today was a happy day and the county magistrate and the prefect were both present, so she would not tolerate her being unruly, so she wiped her eyes and smiled.

Tong Huaqiong naturally had no idea about the mental journey of her grandmother, the cotton-flitting worker. At this time, she was standing next to Prefect Yao. As Prefect Yao cut the silk ribbon with a pair of scissors, Tong Huaqiong asked Magistrate Liu to unveil the red silk cloth on the plaque.

The red silk cloth slowly fell down, and the words "Tong Family Weaving Workshop" appeared on the plaque.

"Tong's weaving workshop."

It happened to be the private school's holiday, and the children studying there squeezed into the crowd to join in the fun. When they saw the words on the plaque, they read them out loud.

"Are you seeing right? Isn't this the Gu family weaving workshop?" The illiterate head of the Gu family asked in disbelief.

Ever since Gu Ruinian's leg became lame, the head of the Gu family has been committed to repairing his relationship with Tong Huaqiong, and he has tried to make his presence felt in front of Tong Huaqiong despite her cold face.

The prefect and the county magistrate both arrived when the weaving workshop opened. He came to the weaving workshop early in the morning just to find a position close to the two officials.

When he heard the child read "Tongjia Weaving Workshop", he subconsciously thought that it was pronounced wrong.

"correct."

"Yes, it's the Tong family weaving workshop."

Several children studying in private schools pointed at the plaque and read aloud.

The head of the Gu family felt very uncomfortable. Tong Huaqiong was going too far. It was outrageous that she, a daughter-in-law of the Gu family, was registered in the Tong family weaving workshop.

"Although Dashu Niang is a widow, she is still the daughter-in-law of our Gu family. It is not appropriate to call it Tong's Weaving Workshop." The clan leader muttered.

He said this for the people around him to hear, and he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that Tong Huaqiong in front of him would hear it and remember him.

This hatred has become a complete knot that cannot be untied.

"Clan leader, why do you care so much? My mother-in-law's surname is Tong. What should the weaving workshop she runs be called if not Tong's Weaving Workshop? Even if it is called Gu's Weaving Workshop, you can't get a share of the pie." Liu Yue'e saw through the clan leader's thoughts as soon as he opened his mouth to ask.

Liu Yue'e sneered. If she had the ability to open a shop independently, she would have called the Liu's Shop Yue'e Shop.

The clan leader was so angry that he was about to explode.

It’s outrageous. It’s really outrageous.