"Then thank you guest!" Yuntao said happily.

It was getting late, so a group of people closed the stall and went home.

After returning home, Yuntao was not idle. She took out all the paints she bought and looked at them carefully.

Then I applied it to the paper to try out the layers of color, and I made up my mind that I would be able to paint for someone tomorrow.

It was getting late, and Wan Hongmei came back with a bag of copper coins.

Yuntao happily shared the money she was about to earn with her mother.

"Mom, Uncle Zhong and I will go to that man's yard tomorrow to paint a picture for him. One painting will cost eighty yuan. If I paint more, we will have money!" Yuntao said excitedly.

Wan Hongmei patted her daughter's head kindly, "Okay, our Tao'er will be able to make money when she grows up."

His face immediately became a little depressed again.

"I won't go to the dock tomorrow. I'll see what kind of work I can do at home," Wan Hongmei said.

"Daughter-in-law, what's wrong?"

Yun Huachun saw his wife's face change and immediately became worried. What happened?

Or is someone bullying his wife?

Wan Hongmei reluctantly put the money bag on the table and opened the rope tied to it.

It was filled to the brim with three hundred letters.

So much money!

Yuntao's eyes widened slightly.

"I worked on the dock for a day today and made a lot of money. The steward of the dock said that because I moved all the baggage on the dock by myself, the dock will not have to come to work so early tomorrow." Wan Hongmei said.

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"But the manager wants to drive you away?" Yun Huachun was filled with indignation.

"It wasn't the steward who drove me away, it was me who wanted to leave. The steward wanted to keep me here, but I thought about it and thought it wouldn't work."

"Most of the people who work on the dock are men from poor families. During the Chinese New Year, they all hope to earn some money to go home to celebrate the New Year. I can make all the money by myself, so there is no one else to worry about."

"Besides, even if I go tomorrow, there is nothing on the dock for me to move, and I am just sitting there waiting. I might as well go home and make clothes for you." Wan Hongmei thought.

"It's okay, wife, I'll sell couplets to support you!" Yun Huachun promised, patting his chest, even though he only sold a few pennies today.

"Mom, I'm going to paint tomorrow. I can make money by painting. Mom, you can just count the money at home with peace of mind." Yuntao said.

"Okay, let me also enjoy the blessing of a daughter!" Wan Hongmei said cheerfully.

The idea of ​​moving goods to the dock has finally been given up.

Early the next morning, Yuntao, accompanied by Zhong Da and Jiang Xian, went to the house of the guest who wanted to paint, while Yun Huachun continued to set up a stall on the street.

Wan Hongmei is a restless person, always thinking of doing something.

I said before that I would make cotton-padded clothes for my daughter and Jiang Xian. Didn’t you just have some time now?

Wan Hongmei took the fabric to a sunny place on the corner of the street and prepared to bask in the sun to make clothes.

Suddenly I saw a family killing a goose. The big snow-white goose flapped its wings and screamed desperately.

Wan Hongmei lowered her head and looked at the white cotton in the basket next to her.

When she was young, it was rare for her family to buy new clothes.

Even if I buy it, I also buy it for the older children. The older children wear it for the younger ones to wear, and they are passed down from level to level.

Wan Hongmei is the youngest in the family and can hardly wear any new clothes. She only picks up old clothes from her brothers and sisters, regardless of style.

Later, when she could earn money by studying, she bought new clothes, a floral cotton-padded jacket, which she was very rare at that time.

But this was all a long time ago, and she hasn't worn cotton-padded clothes in recent years.

The cotton clothes are thick and heavy, and the ones I wear are all down jackets.

Looking at the big goose, Wan Hongmei wondered if she could use some goose feathers to sew inside her clothes.

If you can't make a whole down jacket, you can also make a few small vests for your daughter and son to wear.

Her man should wear thicker clothes when he is standing in the cold wind selling couplets on such a cold day.

After Wan Hongmei came up with this idea, she started collecting goose feathers.

She immediately went to ask the person who killed the goose and picked up the unwanted goose feathers.

She walked around the streets again to see if there was a place selling geese, and asked people to leave some goose feathers for her, and she could buy them with money.

Yuntao knocked on the courtyard door with a drawing board.

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"Who is it?" A young woman's voice sounded.

A little girl with a bun and a bun emerged from the crack in the door. She was a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old.

"What's the matter with you?" the girl asked, looking warily at the people outside the door.

"Sister, I came to the house to paint. Yesterday, a guest invited me to paint at the house. This is the house he stayed in." Yuntao replied sweetly.

The girl suddenly realized it and hurriedly opened the courtyard door, "My father told me last night that a girl will come to paint tomorrow."

"I didn't expect it was you."

With that said, he welcomed Yuntao and others into the house.

This is a small house with two entrances and two exits. It is backed by the river and has a nice view. The courtyard is quiet and tidy.

There is a water tank in the center of the yard. I don’t know what it is. You can still see the mud at the bottom of the tank and the turbid water above.

A few big trees in hibernation and a rockery stone are all the yard has.

After leaving the courtyard and turning two corners on the street, you will find a bustling street.

Judging from the location of the land and the environment of the yard, they are both quite good, and Yuntao likes them very much.

The little girl welcomed Yuntao and others into the main hall, and an old woman came out with hot water, poured tea and snacks.

"Wait a moment, miss. My wife and master are changing clothes and will be back later," the little girl said.

"We're not in a hurry." Yuntao smiled and put the drawing board aside.

Yuntao took a sip of the tea. It was filled with wolfberry and red dates. It had a slight sweetness and was warm in the mouth. It was just right.

I didn’t expect that this host’s tea is so healthy.

After waiting for a while, the man he saw yesterday walked to the front hall with his wife, followed by a woman in her thirties with a child in her arms.

"Madam, this is the little painter I told you about yesterday. This girl paints very vividly." Li Qingfeng praised.

"I've met the master, I've met the madam. These are my grandfather and my nephew, who came with me." Yuntao saluted politely.

Zhong Da cupped his hands as a courtesy.

Jiang Xian hid behind him shyly and smiled at the woman.

The woman had a haggard look between her brows, but her eyes looked at Yuntao and Jiang Xian with some kindness, perhaps because she had just given birth to her own child.

"I heard you talk about it yesterday, but now that I saw it, I realized that such a young girl is really pretty." Ms. Tan said with a smile.

"Thank you, Madam." Yuntao said obediently.

It's not that she was modest. She was exposed to wind and rain during her escape, and she was exposed to the sun every day. She just wore a hat and applied face cream diligently for several days.
Chapter completed!