Even the original childish embroidery that was retained was sold, and there was almost no stock left in the small yard, Zhang Mei regretted, "To know that it is easy to sell, you should embroider more before, embroider faster, and don't embroider while playing." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "It turned out that I felt that the embroidery piles were very space-consuming, especially after being banned by Zhang Jieyuan, it was even more dazzling; Now I just hate not enough, there is nothing to sell.

"Miss, don't work too hard, don't be tired of your body and eyes, everything is in a hurry, there are still a lot of years to embroider, don't be in a hurry." The maid felt sorry for Zhang Mei who kept embroidering all day long, and was also worried that the consequences would be unimaginable after being discovered by Zhang Jieyuan.

"I will embroider Lu Lingzhu's work quickly, and you will bring it to her in a few days. The embroidery is all sold out, you go out to buy some silk and come back in the past two days, I will embroider it again and you go out to sell, you also ask someone on the street in my name if someone hired me to embroider for the dead, take this as a sample first. "Zhang Mei has ready-made embroidery of embroidered Lu Lingzhu.

Zhang Mei wants to keep embroidering, and she has to sell all these embroideries, Zhang Jieyuan will know sooner or later, maybe soon, the maid is worried, "Miss, I'm afraid that one day the master will find out." ”

"As I said, I won't be allowed to do this, and I will be forced to leave no way to live, and if we can earn money ourselves, we will move out and live another life." Zhang Mei disagreed, once she insisted on doing something, she must continue to do it, how she longed to be treated equally by her family, whether she could be recognized by people outside, selling embroidery was the only way for her, how could she give up.

"If we do this, it may affect the eldest lady, and the lord will blame her for not taking good care of you." Zhang Mei doesn't care about leaving home, and Mrs. Zhang definitely can't.

"My mother gave birth to two younger brothers and a younger sister for my father, and he can't drive my mother out because he didn't want to see me the most, and I will bear it when the time comes." Zhang Mei is responsible, she can't let the only beloved Dr. Zhang be affected by her, and let Zhang Jieyuan alienate her even more.

The maid can only let it go, take one step at a time, and think of a way to deal with it when the day comes, "there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain." I really can't let Zhang Mei stop embroidering, then she will go crazy, it's not easy for her to be cheerful, and she has to do her best to keep this good state.

Mrs. Zhang didn't find anything unusual, once she came to visit Zhang Mei again, and found that the embroidery all over the yard was gone, and she still had something embroidered on her hands, and the flying needle thread embroidered clothes, and the family no longer gave her this part of the money, strictly controlling her expenses, where did these come from? She would have asked carefully, "Mei'er, what about the things you embroidered?" Also, what are you embroidering now? ”

"I heard that there will be strong winds in the last few days, and I am afraid that the strong wind will blow those silks everywhere, and then blow them to other yards, which will make my father unhappy, and I will count you down, and let you teach me a lesson, it will be too bad, I will arrange in advance, some of them will be put in the warehouse, and a hole will be dug into the ground, and they will be piled up, so as not to be unhappy by my father to find out about the embroidery." Zhang Mei knew what Mrs. Zhang liked to hear and what she didn't like to hear, she said everything she liked to hear, so she wouldn't tell her the truth, she let the maid secretly sell it all.

Doctor Zhang was really happy, she touched Zhang Mei's head with her hand, "What a good boy, you are so sensible when you are young, no wonder it is difficult for you." She didn't think she would lie to her, what tricks could she come up with, so she didn't check, and her reply was the standard.

"Mother, I'm not young, I'm 16 years old this year." Zhang Mei smiled flatteringly, smiling sweetly. Mrs. Zhang came to see her, and she had fewer and fewer opportunities to see her, and her happiness was actually sincere.

"Yes, our Mei'er is not small, it's a big girl." Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but sigh in her heart, worried about Zhang Mei, she reached the age of marriage, but Zhang Jieyuan had no intention of finding her a good mother-in-law, his father regarded his eldest daughter as a ghost, lest he avoid it, whether familiar or unfamiliar with Zhang's mansion, people almost know everything, who is willing to take the initiative to marry the son of a good family, and she can't bear to let her marry a bad man's mother, is she going to die of old age in her life? If one day, her mother dies, who else will pity her and take care of her, if she is old, sick, and finally dies, who cares about these things?

Thinking of these facts but unsolvable, Mrs. Zhang frowned.

"Mother, why are you unhappy?" Zhang Mei asked cautiously. She was fortunate enough to have heard Mrs. Zhang's laughter once, but never smiled at her, and when she was face to face, she saw that she was often unhappy.

From Zhang Mei's childhood to her growing up, Mrs. Zhang has always been worried about her, she can't get her father's love, as a mother, she can't always accompany her by her side, at first she cried more than once, and then she just shed tears, in fact, she was even more sad, in the end she didn't say a word, but the unforgettable pain in her eyes could not be hidden, she could see it clearly. Now, she is depressed about her marriage. How could it be rejoicing.

"Nothing." Mrs. Zhang can't tell Zhang Mei clearly. How did she know that Zhang Mei, who was sensitive and inherently intelligent, could actually experience everything, but she didn't tell her directly, she didn't dare to show it, she couldn't embarrass her best mother.

"What are you embroidering? Where did this silk come from? At this moment, Mrs. Zhang is most concerned about the clothes in front of her and Zhang Mei's hands, and even there are a lot of embroideries that have been completed on the ground next to her.

There is no need to hide it, of course Zhang Mei told the truth, "It was my aunt Lu Lingzhu who brought it over to me to embroider for her, she said that it was her father's colleague who gave her the work, let her hand it over to me to do, and give me ten taels of silver when it is done, and my father's colleague will arrange a good errand for Aunt Lu's younger brother." I know that you and my father won't let me embroider anymore, but Aunt Lu said, if I don't agree, my father will let me embroider at that time, I think you just ask, as long as I don't add my embroidery in my yard and our Zhang Mansion, although it is something for the dead, I have to reluctantly agree to her. ”

Mrs. Zhang's face was even more gloomy, and now her eldest daughter was reduced to the point of obeying Zhang Jieyuan's concubine and embroidering clothes for her to the dead, her heart hurt, as if she was going to be torn off, her tone was reproachful, and even more regretful, "Tell me about you, you have to learn what embroidery, and you do it very exquisitely, and today you have fallen into the situation of embroidering such things." (To be continued.) )