It has been almost a month since Zijing came to Shenma Village, and Zhengrong not only saved her, but also gave her a place to live. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info she can only be extra good to Zheng Rong, after all, she is seven or eight years older than Zheng Rong, she is thirteen years old this year, and she is one year older than Li Dai. She is also the eldest daughter at home, and she always has to help her parents take care of her younger siblings, although she was sold, she actually didn't resent them at all, hoping that the money could make her younger siblings live a little better.

Zheng Rong felt that she had dug up the treasure again, as a modern only daughter, although it is not so good that ten fingers do not touch the spring water, but embroidery is absolutely not, and when you meet a good female red, you will embroider a cross-stitch, as for making clothes, hehe, are you kidding? But this sister Bauhinia is not only good in the hall and down to the kitchen, but the female red is also very good, Zheng Rong can't wear the clothes in the past due to the draw, so Bauhinia volunteered to help her make clothes.

One sunny morning, Bauhinia took Zhengrong to the market, Zhengrong went to Fuyun Village for the first time, and she almost laughed when she heard it for the first time! Zijing is barely a local, she fled with her parents when she was two years old, and she is still very familiar with the situation around Pingdu Town, so she also knows that in this Fuyun Village, there is a meeting every five days, and everyone comes out to set up stalls, you can barter, or you can pay silver taels directly.

She took Zhengrong and walked straight to a lady in the innermost part of the bazaar, stopped, and whispered to Zhengrong, "Although Aunt Jiang's eyes are not very good, the cloth she spun is the best in this five hundred miles radius." ”

After speaking, Zijing stood in front of Aunt Jiang's stall, "Aunt Jiang, I'm here again, I want a piece of cloth." ”

"Bauhinia girl, you haven't been here for a long time, or the same cloth as usual?" Aunt Jiang hurriedly stopped the work in her hand, put down the soles of her shoes, and said enthusiastically to Bauhinia.

Bauhinia wrinkled her nose delicately, her younger brother was black, so usually she bought some brown cloth, but looking at Zhengrong so white, although she insisted on dressing as a man, there was no need to always wear gray clothes, she thought about it, and pointed to the bean-colored cloth, "This time I will take this color." ”

Zhengrong paid the money, Bauhinia said goodbye to Aunt Jiang, and was about to take Zhengrong back, but Zhengrong didn't follow, it was easy to come out, how could he go back so easily! I dragged Bauhinia to the market from beginning to end, bought some eggs, and then bought a string of sugar gourds, and went home in an ox cart with a smile.

Zijing is a man of action, and when he went back, he measured Zhengrong's body and cut the cloth in three or two clicks. Looking at Zijing's skillful skill in holding a small basket and sitting in front of the door to thread needles and threads, Zheng Rong was a little surprised at first, but a little distressed when he looked at it. How much needlework did she have to do to develop this skill?!

Zheng Rong sat on the threshold, holding his chin with both hands, and watched the Bauhinia sew it up one by one, and then sewed the next piece...... I can't help but think of a sentence I said when I was in college, if I meet someone who can do laundry and cooking, marry him quickly. Such a virtuous girl, tsk, if she were a man, she would definitely marry!

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Their yard was located next to a wheat field, and all but a small road leading to the main road outside the fence was a wheat field. The wheat field was by the river, and when the wheat was planted earlier, the workers helped dig the canal, which really saved them a lot of trouble. This wheat has been induced by the water of Sun Moon Lake, and sufficient sunshine, it is only two months, this wheat has grown, although it is not as big as in the space, but it is also full of grains, heavy ears of wheat, and the wheat is a little bent.

Zheng Rong pushed open the fence and walked in the wheat field, holding an ear of wheat in her hand, slightly prickly, she didn't care. At this time, the villagers were simple, her two acres of wheat were worth a lot of money, and no one had ever thought about it, otherwise their two children could keep it.

She should also think about where the wheat goes, and it will turn yellow......