Father Yao cleared his throat, interrupted Mrs. Bao's endless talk, and solemnly warned the children and grandchildren in the room to watch their mouths when going out, and never say anything that shouldn't be said, especially how much money the family earns.

If you talk about money matters, it will be a disaster.

The sons and daughters-in-law naturally knew the power of this, and they all nodded in agreement after hearing the words. They secretly thought that when they went back to their respective rooms later, they would have to give the children a good warning on what they can and cannot say.

Mrs. Bao was a little unimpressed, but she didn't dare to go against her father-in-law's words, so she nodded perfunctorily along with everyone else, then rolled her eyes and thought of the large bundles of fabrics in her room.

"By the way, Guo'er, why did you buy so much fabric and what do you plan to use it for?"

Guoer was about to tell everyone about this when Mrs. Bao asked about it, so she told everyone that she was cooperating with Jinxiufang and planned to open an embroidery workshop at home.

Except for the Dalin brothers and sisters, who had been mentally prepared for it, the others were shocked when they heard it. It was said that they had been surprised several times today.

"Oh my god, Guo'er, are you planning to open a workshop and become the owner? Ouch, tell me to slow down, how did you say this?"

Mrs. Bao sat down on the edge of the kang, covering her chest while talking and looking around at the big guy.

"Yes, I just thought that there are many young girls and young wives in the village who are good at needlework. Taking advantage of the leisure time, I would invite them to do embroidery work together to earn some pocket money. If we have money, we can all make it together. This should be a great time.

A good thing, right?"

The eyes of the adults in the room lit up after hearing Guo'er's words. In order to save money, the clothes worn by country people are bought and sewn by the women of the family themselves. They rarely spend money directly to buy ready-made clothes, so country women often

They are all good at needlework, and since it is the slack time for farming, it is easy to recruit some female workers who are good at needlework.

It would indeed be a great thing if this thing is done. This way, many families in the village will have a profitable income, and the eyes will not only focus on their families.

Dad Yao habitually took out the dry cigarette bag at his waist, but came up empty. Mrs. Tao was very familiar with this action of her wife. She took out the new yellow dry cigarette bag Guoer bought from the corner of the kang and handed it over.

Father Yao hesitated for a moment before taking it in his hand.

"I've got a new cigarette bag, it's so beautiful."

Several little grandsons crawled over from the kang and gathered around their grandfather. They watched him take out a handful of tobacco from his purse and put it into a golden copper pipe. He lit it and started smoking. They couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it, but they were stopped.

Tao, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, blocked him back:

"Be careful, you will be in trouble if you get burned!"

After taking a few puffs of cigarette, Father Yao finally said: "I think this can work. Guo'er, what do you want to do? Do you have a plan in mind?"

Guo'er said: "Well, I have thought about it. I will follow the pattern of making purses by the uncles and others before. I will find a few sisters-in-law and sisters in the village who are good at craftsmanship, hardworking and reliable, and give them needlework, fabrics, and follow my instructions.

Just do what you say.

Of course, I have already ordered the embroidery from Jinxiu Workshop. We just need to find someone to do it, but the candidate for the job has to be checked by the eldest aunt and the second aunt."

Guo'er didn't mention Mrs. Bao at this time because she knew that Mr. Bao was unreliable when it came to selecting people, so she had better leave it to Mr. He and Ms. Liu to provide insurance.

When Mrs. Bao heard that she was not involved, she immediately became unhappy. She rolled her eyes and looked at her two sisters-in-law. This was a business started by her daughter. To put it bluntly, it was the business of their third wife. Why should they be required to show up in public?

Do you want to do it? Those who don’t know may think that it was organized by the second bedroom of the big house.

In the end, Mrs. Bao couldn't help but said: "Sister-in-law and second sister-in-law, I will go with you tomorrow to pick someone."

Guoer: "Mom, are you sure the person you are looking for is suitable?"

When Mrs. Bao heard this, she was stunned. When her daughter asked her this question, Mrs. Bao thought of the few people she was good friends with. It was okay to talk about things when they were together, but when it came to work, especially needlework.

Mrs. Bao thought about it for a long time, but she felt it was inappropriate. She was in a state of confusion and couldn't make up her mind.

He: "It's okay for the third brother and sister to come with us. It just so happens that we can discuss things together. We live in the same village, so we all know whose daughter-in-law has good craftsmanship and reliable character.

Guo'er, don't worry, as long as you spread the word, the custodian will be willing to do it. You don't have to leave the village, and you can still make money to supplement your family. Who wouldn't be tempted by such a good thing?"

Ms. Liu also assured her that there would be absolutely no problem.

The matter was settled quickly. Everyone was inspired by Guoer's move, and the family was gearing up to prepare for a big fight.

Early the next morning, Mr. He and Ms. Liu came to the west wing. Guo'er discussed the selection rules with them in detail, while Zao'er took Ji'er with her to find Daya to send her wages.

When we arrived at the door of Daya's house, we heard coughing and coughing sounds coming from inside before we even entered. It sounded like the voice of Daya's mother.

"Da Ya, Er Ya, here we come!" Zao'er shouted.

The dilapidated wooden door opened with a creak, and Da Ya walked out and saw the two sisters Zao'er, and hurriedly invited them to come in and sit down.

Sister Zao'er walked in. The light in the room was relatively dim. After Zao'er got used to it for a while, she could clearly see the mother and daughter in the room.

Da Ya and Er Ya were busy asking them to sit down, while San Ya was sitting on the kang guarding Da Ya Niang who was lying in a pile of old cotton wool. When she heard someone coming in, Da Ya Niang tried to get up and greet them while holding back her cough.

"Auntie, if you feel uncomfortable, just lie down. You're welcome. We're here to find Daya. Please lie down quickly." Zaoer hurriedly went over and held Daya down.

Zao'er looked around. The room was cold. In order to keep out the cold, the narrow windows on the wall were closed tightly. There was also a layer of thatch outside, blocking out much light in the room. Sitting on the edge of the kang

The two sisters were shivering a little from the cold.

Winter in the north came earlier. Although it was not yet the twelfth lunar month of winter, it was already so cold outside that one had to wear jackets to go out. Looking at the thin and shabby clothes on the Da Ya sisters, Zaoer's nose couldn't help but feel sore.

"Zao'er, you guys sit down for a while while I pour you a bowl of hot water to drink. I just boiled some hot water for my mother, and there is still more in the pot." Da Ya wanted to pour water for them, but Zao'er pulled her away.

live.

"No, why are you so polite to us? Daya, Erya, we are here to give you wages."

As she spoke, Zao'er took out her purse from her arms, took out the money and placed it on the kang table next to her with half of its corner missing.

The mother and daughter stared at the pile of copper coins. There was actually a small silver coin in it. They all looked at Sister Zao'er in disbelief and remained silent for a long time.

"Guo'er said, let's make silk flowers for one hundred cents each, and each of the five of us will share twenty cents. This time we made a total of forty-five. If you and Erya add up, it will be one thousand eight hundred cents.

Wen, you count."
Chapter completed!