Ever since Yue Zhongyao stopped appearing in the workshop, whether it was because of the hot weather or something else, Wu rarely appeared. Qiao Mingjin and her daughter finally felt a little quiet again.
Yue Zhongyao saved up all his strength and worked day and night to open up remote areas in the wasteland.
The old man was very relieved and followed his son to open up wasteland, taking his two sons with him who were hiding from the heat at home.
There were no complaints from Yue Er and Yue Si, but the two sisters-in-law of the Sun family and the Yu family were dissatisfied.
While walking in the village, I would be teased by people from time to time: "Hey, your man has started to open up wasteland again? He is preparing to become a landowner. You are really lucky. In the future, you will become a landowner and make slaves and maids.
Don’t forget us.”
The two sisters-in-law's faces felt hot as they listened.
Can you become a landlord by cultivating those two acres of wasteland? I don’t know if there will be any results. Maybe it’s just a wasted effort.
It’s not like the family is going to have a break and there’s no rice for cooking. Is it worth going to open up wasteland under the scorching sun at this time?
Is it that Liangtian, who is going to cook at this time?
My mother-in-law didn't know which tendon was wrong, whether it was because she was full or something. Yue Laosan did a good job in the workshop, and the family could save him one or two meals, and he didn't have to serve him much.
The two sisters-in-law were happy to be able to take money home, but the mother-in-law messed up the matter.
Even the men who took them along also suffered.
On this hot day, isn't the man at home with a cat at home, or hiding under the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness?
Even dogs don’t like to go out.
Compared to the resentment of the two daughters-in-law, Mrs. Wu was quite ignorant.
She also felt that her three sons were very diligent. The land at home could be increased by a few acres, and they might be able to harvest a few more kilo of grain in the coming year. Mrs. Wu was so happy in her heart that she would not care about the evil deeds of the Sun family and the Yu family.
Face.
As for Yue Zhongyao, he was the first to go to the fields and the last to come back. When he came back from the fields every night, he would always go to the forest to chop a load of firewood and deliver it to Qiao Mingjin's house.
Ever since he had a conversation with Yue Huasheng that day, he started to act a bit cheating.
Regardless of whether Qiao Mingjin wanted it or not, he would carry the firewood to Qiao Mingjin's house on time every day. He would help her code and chop it silently.
There is no need for Yun Jin to worry about the chickens that are kept in the forest, they are all taken care of by him. Every day after the chickens climb into the cage at sunset, he picks them back.
Regardless of Qiao Mingjin's cold look, he played with his daughter for a while when he got home and gave her a bath. The father and daughter interacted for a while. He didn't wash himself there, didn't leave any food, and turned around and went home after dark.
When Yue Zhongyao chopped firewood, he would always chop the Yue family's share along with it. Therefore, Wu only thought that he went to chop wood when he fell behind Lao Yuetou and Yue Er Yue Si every night. She really didn't know.
He went to Qiao Mingjin's house to get close to her again.
So I didn't care about him.
Yue Zhongyao came out of Qiao Mingjin's house every night and picked up another bundle of firewood placed at the door of Qiao's house. After dinner, he took two pieces of old clothes and went to the village's well to take a shower.
Then he took a detour twice to the door of Qiao Mingjin's house. Then he carried the bucket back home.
When I got back to my room, I didn't even light the lamp, so I fell asleep. The day passed like this.
Although Qiao Mingjin didn't stop him from delivering firewood to his home, she didn't say anything unnecessary to him either.
Sometimes when Yue Zhongyao asked about his daughter, she would say a few more words. If he didn't ask, the two of them would look at each other and not seem to know what to say.
Yue Zhongyao came home. The two of them also deliberately avoided each other, so there were not many opportunities to meet and talk.
If others saw them, they would be really worried for these two people.
Only these two people have no feelings. They have their own stomachs.
On the other side, there are many anxious people.
Although the old lady of the Zhou family felt that during this period of time, her youngest son finally understood the true meaning of filial piety. He showed great courtesy to her every day, showed his filial piety, and made her laugh from time to time.
She feels that she looks ten years younger.
After losing her husband in middle age, she worked hard to raise several sons, and married several concubines respectively. Now she lives in a corner and enjoys her old age. It seems that there is nothing to worry about.
Only the marriage of her youngest son was a worry for her.
During this period of time, these six sons were making jokes around him. She felt more and more that this son was rare, and she felt more and more sorry for him.
She is getting old and can no longer accompany him for a few years. How can it be good if there is no one in the sixth child's room who knows how to feel warm and cold?
His brothers each have their own small families, and there are many sons and daughters in the house. With so many worries, how can they take care of this younger brother?
And his sisters-in-law each have their own little plans. Who is sincere and who is fake? Can't she still see clearly?
The old lady made repeated moves, calling out one after another people. Letters were written one after another, and the people she met changed one after another.
Shitou also dutifully avoided his sixth master and went to the main courtyard to report to the old lady the whereabouts of his sixth master every day.
He didn't dare to say too much.
But he didn't have much courage to lie in front of the old lady.
Fortunately, the old lady only heard from his voice that the elegant art workshop was prospering day by day and there were constant orders. The sixth son of her family paid great attention to it. He not only sent a shrewd steward to take charge of it in person, but he also went there in person from time to time.
Read it once.
He was so busy that his feet never touched the ground.
It is true that hard work leads to diligence, and it is also a clear lesson from her Zhou family to their descendants. Otherwise, the foundation passed down by the ancestors would have been ruined?
I'm just giving you some extra food and drink, what's the big deal? How much is it worth?
The old lady was always kind to the shopkeeper of her own business. She would give out some oily rice from time to time, and the red envelopes were also generous during the Chinese New Year. She didn’t mind her son bringing some fresh vegetables and meat from the kitchen. She even asked Mother Lin to open her
I picked up some bird's nests and white fungus from my private treasury and sent them to me.
But the old lady felt even more sorry for Liu'er working so hard.
On this day, Zhou Yanqing came back from Xiahe Village in the evening and ran to the main courtyard to have dinner as usual.
"Mom, can we serve dinner now? My son is so hungry that his chest is touching his back."
Zhou Yanqing is serious and serious outside, and is a shrewd and capable person. Others dare not look at him when they see him. But when he is here with the old lady, he comes and goes as he pleases.
The old lady likes to watch him play nice and act crazy, so naturally he is very good at pretending.
The old lady only heard the familiar footsteps, but had not seen him in person. When she heard these rogue words, she and Mother Lin looked at each other, and her whole face was filled with laughter.
"But where did you get back from? Are you so hungry? Shitou didn't prepare tea and snacks for you in the car?"
Shitou, who had stopped at the door, staggered when he heard this.
How could that man in his family be the one who could wrong him?
Shitou touched his nose, and moved his steps to the side quietly, then moved again.
They were affectionate as mother and son. He didn't want to become ashes.
The old lady had prepared dinner early, and the maid guarding the courtyard gate saw Mr. Liu's figure from a distance and ran to the small kitchen to order someone to prepare it.
No, Zhou Yanqing had just sat down, and before his buttocks were warm, plate after plate of extremely fine dishes were served.
Zhou Yanqing sniffed exaggeratedly, squinted his eyes and said, "Yeah. The food here is still delicious. No matter where I go, the food here is not as delicious as the food here."
The old lady smiled and patted his hand holding her arm, and said, "But you are asking me for a cook?"
Zhou Yanqing smiled and shook her head: "The food here is delicious, and it's not all the fault of the cook. If I take her to Tingfeng Yuan, I'm afraid she won't be able to taste the food here."
The old lady laughed loudly after hearing this and said, "You are the only one who talks so much. Come and see if there is something you like to eat."
Zhou Yanqing glanced at the dining table. There were red, green, and yellow dishes, long, round, and flat ones. Stir-fried, stewed, and deep-fried, soups and squids filled the table.
The jade plate contained exquisite side dishes, small portions, and the arrangement was beautiful. There were flowers and plants around it, and I don't know what they were carved from. It was very appetizing just looking at it.
The old lady has always been a person who enjoys herself.
Growing up in a wealthy family, the Zhou family was a bit better than the Lin family. And she had been raised meticulously since she married into the Zhou family.
Even the dishes and utensils used to hold the dishes are exquisitely carved from translucent white mutton-fat jade and jasper as green as a deep pool of water.
Those hands were so well maintained that there was no sign of slackness or wrinkles.
Zhou Yanqing thought of Jin Niang's hands. The fingers on her hands were as slender as she was when she was young, but they didn't have the same care as his mother.
Mother and son, you give me a chopstick, and I give you a spoonful. The dinner lasts for more than half an hour, and then it's over.
After the meal, Mrs. Zhou held Zhou Yanqing's hand as usual and refused to let him go. Zhou Yanqing was also happy to be held by her.
These days, the dizzying-looking account books have been sorted out by Jinniang in an extremely smooth manner. He has also sent people to deal with the affairs in Xiangyang, and he has also sent people to several important nearby cities and counties.
A close friend went over to inspect the house, and he was in a good mood.
It's rare to feel cool in this hot summer, and I'm happy to pretend to be good in front of the old lady.
Maybe his mother loved Wujiwu and happily accepted Jinniang.
He tried it a few times, and so far, things are going in the right direction.
"Mom, I heard you heard from eldest brother?"
Zhou Yanqing rolled her eyes, looked at the old lady and asked.
The old lady laughed when she heard this.
Said: "That's right. Your elder brother said that everything is going well in the north. With your clan uncle helping to open up relations, our family may be able to win over an imperial merchant next year! Our family has been fighting for several years, and the DPRK and China have always been at odds with each other.
No one. Fortunately, your clan uncle has been operating in Beijing in the past two years and has also accumulated some connections for our family."
The old lady was both happy and worried. She didn't know if her family could reach a higher level in her lifetime.
He sighed and said to Zhou Yanqing: "Your eldest brother also sent several carts of things back this time. There were some pieces of snow satin that were given to your uncle from the palace, and your uncle picked out a few more.
I gave it to him. Your eldest brother didn’t keep any of them and had them all sent back. Mom kept them all. It’s hot this year, so you can take a few of them back to make inner clothes. The material is slippery and it’s cool to wear under them.
Woolen cloth."
Zhou Yanqing also laughed: "Mom still loves me."
Seeing the old lady happily letting Mother Lin unpack the things to get the things, she thought for a while and said, "Why don't you leave one or two for my sister-in-law?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to recommend it.
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