Manual for Self-Cultivation of a Transmigrated Woman 3: Chapter 3
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According to the novel's setting, the female lead should have already been sold along with her family to Nanyang by now. Sure enough, Zhi Xia brought in seven or eight matchmakers. 0
 
I asked around and quickly found the youngest daughter of the the Su Family. The moment I saw the female lead, I was stunned. She was so small! I had thought she was fourteen, but it turned out she was only ten! 0
 
Could such a young female lead really start a romance with the male lead? Should I just wait and see? 0
 
"That's her, Zhi Xia. Make sure she gets plenty to eat." I clutched my heart, feeling distressed. If I had known the female lead was this young, I would have taken better care of the male lead, helping him grow tall and strong so they could fall in love quickly, get married quickly, and then leave me behind. 0
 
Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets. I could only let things unfold naturally. However, to prevent the male lead from being overly exceptional on his own, I needed to do one more thing. 0
 
"Zhi Xia, pass my message down: from now on, all the servants in the household must treat everyone equally. No one is allowed to give him special treatment." 0
 
"Miss, who are you referring to?" 0
 
"Who else could it be? The one from Stable." 0
 
As long as I didn't give him any special treatment, he and the female lead would be on equal footing. From there, they could develop fairly. I hoped they would grow quickly, get together quickly, and leave me behind quickly! Please! 0
 
Su Wanyi, the female lead, was taken away to be cleaned up. 0
 
 
In the General's Mansion, a beautifully decorated bathroom was filled with mist. Four maids helped her take a hot bath, apply fragrant ointment, and comb her hair. She wore a calm expression, showing little surprise. It was understandable; having faced family turmoil since childhood, it was hard not to harbor some wariness towards others. 0
 
How pitiful she was. She was small and thin, looking malnourished. I silently made a resolution. I would take good care of her, nurturing her until she became plump, strong, and tall. 0
 
"Miss, the person has arrived." 0
 
"Mm, Zhi Xia, please fetch a doctor to properly treat her health." 0
 
"Also, bring her the best ginseng and bird's nest from my storeroom." 0
 
Su Wanyi was overwhelmed with gratitude, kneeling before me and bowing deeply three times. 0
 
"Miss, your great kindness is something Su Wanyi cannot repay." 0
 
"In the future, if you ever need Su Wanyi's help, I will certainly go through fire and water for you!" 0
 
Oh dear, this truly… I hurriedly helped her up and gently touched her withered little face. 0
 
"What a silly child. I don’t need you to go through fire and water for me; I will protect you well." 0
 
"From now on, consider me your family. Whatever you want, I will give you." 0
 
Her tears fell instantly as she buried herself in my embrace and began to sob softly. 0
 
Oh dear, my heart felt like it was melting. No wonder those Vicious Female Antagonists loved to take care of little girls; they were just so adorable. 0
 
I cupped her face in my hands and gently kissed away her tears. 0
 
"Su Wanyi, be good. From now on, I will take care of you." 0
 
 
A month later, Su Wanyi's little face had rounded out a bit. Time really flies. Su Wanyi was becoming more and more beautiful, far better than the skinny girl I had first met. Her standard of living had also improved; her clothing and daily necessities were now on par with mine. Not only that, but I had also arranged for her to take courses in Chinese and etiquette, enhancing her overall qualities. 0
 
She truly lived up to my expectations—smart, clever, and understanding. I was very satisfied. 0
 
I was busy taking care of my newly adopted daughter and had somewhat neglected my son. Tang Mufeng and Su Wanyi had gotten into a conflict. Su Wanyi came to me in tears, reporting the incident. 0
 
"Miss, Tang Mufeng bumped into me in the woodshed and tore my skirt with a hatchet." 0
 
"That was the skirt I just made; you haven't even worn it yet." 0
 
"He showed no intention of apologizing at all, and he even said..." She hesitated. 0
 
I lazily raised my eyes, "What did he say?" 0
 
 
 
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