Chapter 72. Jealousy, jealousy.
"These land contracts, you help me keep them."
She stuffed the land contracts into his hands.
"No, my hands are dirty."
Cheng Qingzhi clenched his apron, his fingertips covered in snow-white flour. "Besides, these land contracts are of no use to me. I won't deal with those people outside."
Cheng Songer thought for a moment and felt that what he said was right.
Cheng Qingzhi didn't like to interact with people, but staying in the courtyard all day, she was afraid he would become ill.
"I'll find a servant boy to serve you."
Cheng Songer said.
"A servant boy? No need."
Cheng Qingzhi shook his head, his flour-covered fingers brushed his hanging black hair, and his graceful fingertips slowly moved down, leaving a trace of icy snow between his slender and jade-like neck.
"But now this courtyard is big, and you are busy inside and outside alone. It would be easier for you to have a servant boy to help you."
Cheng Songer said, "Besides, it's not expensive to buy a servant boy now."
"I'm not tired. I can take care of the house by myself."
Cheng Qingzhi's eyes filled with a vigilant wave. Now there were only him and Cheng Songer in this mansion, with no one to disturb them and no one to spy on them. It was a good life that he couldn't even dream of.
If there was a servant boy, there would be another annoying person between him and Cheng Songer.
He knew too well what kind of person he was deep down. He had a narrow mind and a strong sense of jealousy. He was like a worm crawling out of a gutter. Whenever a man appeared by Cheng Songer's side, he would speculate about the other person with the most malicious thoughts, unable to control his jealousy.
In the past, in Cheng's village, even when Cheng Songer had no money, she could still captivate the proud Lin Yuxiu and make him dizzy. He even gave up the arranged marriage of the landlord's family just to be with her.
Not to mention now, with her holding gold and silver shops and dozens of good fields, coupled with her beautiful appearance, she stood out even in the county town.
What is a servant boy? They all come from poor families. Over the years, he had heard of many servant boys who rose to become the master's attendants or even concubines.
They schemed to escape their original poverty, and their thoughts were no purer than Cheng Qingzhi's.
If they really bought a servant boy, would other men, knowing about Cheng Songer's gentleness, secretly climb into her bed when he didn't know?
Even if the servant boy didn't have such thoughts, there were so many men in the city, unlike the poor and remote Cheng's village, where there were many beautiful women.
Over time, she would inevitably be attracted to other men.
She's only eighteen years old, a bright age that makes people look up to her, with limitless prospects, as if she were a bright moon shining, even the moonlight falling on the dust is sparkling, making people want to kneel down and hold her.
And he will be twenty years old this year, a man's youth is even more fleeting than morning dew.
In a few more years, he will be middle-aged, but there will still be a continuous stream of sixteen-year-old fresh and tender boys waiting for her to pick, how long can this face retain favor?
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