"Wensheng, are you going to the town again?"

On the way, someone asked.

Wen Sheng looked over with a smile, "What do you mean to go again?" I've only been there for the third time this month, and it's still far from it! ”

The man smiled, Wen Qing didn't remember who he was, not to mention that in the past few days, she hadn't seen anyone come to her house. That means that Wen Sheng doesn't have any friends to make friends with, and in this village, their family's status is no different from that of Wang Zhuangyuan.

Thinking of Wang Zhuangyuan, Wen Qing remembered his emaciated figure again, fortunately, he has passed the age of growing his body, and his appearance looks quite healthy, but if he doesn't eat for a long time, he will still get a little stomach disease, right?

Thinking about this, Wen Qing had an idea in his heart. When she comes back, she can go and see him.

"Wensheng!"

There was a middle-aged man with a surprised expression in front of him, he was carrying a large cloth bag, dressed in a new and neat manner, his hair was combed neatly, and he was full of energy, making him look very heroic.

Wen Qing glanced at him a few more times, and the man followed her gaze, his eyes were a little puzzled at first, and then he naturally smiled slightly: "Wen Qing looks very energetic, Wen Sheng, how is she now?" I met an old Chinese medicine doctor in the city, and she said that she could cure brain problems, would you like to take her-"

"Village Chief!"

Wen Sheng interrupted him angrily and said, "Wen Qing is already fine!"

The anger on his face was too real, and Wen Qing was a little more funny.

Then she looked at Wen Yao, it turned out that this was the village chief. Wen Zhu told her to be careful yesterday, heh, it seems that Wen Yao's family is not peaceful.

Wen Yao touched the tip of his nose, slightly embarrassed. But the cautious shrewdness he had cultivated over the years made him change his attitude with little effort, and his smile was cheerful, showing several similarities to Wenzhu's appearance.

Wen Zhu and Wen Yan's good looks are not all inherited from Wang Miao, at least their heroism comes from Wen Yao. This man is not handsome, but there is naturally a force in his temperament, as if he will not let go easily when he encounters anything.

Wen Qing was thoughtful, and after Wen Yao and Wen Sheng exchanged pleasantries, Wen Sheng called her to continue walking.

"Dad, what kind of person do you think the village chief is?"

Not long after leaving, Wen Qing suddenly asked.

Wen Sheng raised his eyebrows, looked at her puzzledly, and muttered in a low voice, "He's a very good person, why do you suddenly ask that?" ”

Wen Qing knew that of course the village chief had to be a "good person", otherwise so many villagers would not have elected him as the village head. It's just that even Wen Zhu reminded her to be careful of Wen Yao, who is Wen Yao's biological son! Is there something unknown about this?

As soon as he told Wen Sheng about his doubts, Wen Sheng suddenly realized, "By the way, Zhang Laosan is Wang Miao's mother's family!" Doesn't that mean ......"

He looked over.

Wen Qing nodded at him, and Wen Sheng broke out in a cold sweat.

"Xiao Qingqing, did we do something wrong?"

At least, are they a little reckless in their treatment of Zhang Laosan?

Wen Qing smiled lightly, clenched Wen Yun's hand, and pulled Wen Yun, who was distracted, out of her fugue, but she didn't know it. Immediately afterwards, Wen Yun raised his little head, hugged the little puppet with his right hand, and showed a puzzled look.

Wen Qing rarely softened his voice, "Dad, don't be afraid, we will have to live here in the future, he won't blatantly do anything to us." ”

What's more, it is because she has to live here that she will not let anyone have a chance to take advantage of it. Is the village chief a man? If he dared to touch their family, Wen Qing felt that it would not be difficult to win the position of village chief, and there were many unknown female village chiefs in history.

Wen Sheng nodded again and again, seemingly comforted by Wen Qing's words, but he had some plans in his heart.

A wise man can do a clever thing, or he can do a foolish thing. However, the reason why wise people are wise people is that they have the wisdom to turn decay into magic.

Wen Qing thought about these things, and rarely spoke along the way, and it seemed to be about the same distance as a few days ago, but he arrived in half an hour today.

"It rained a few days ago, and the road here was muddy and difficult to walk, so I took you on the main road. In the morning, I thought that after a few days of fine weather, it should be a lot better to walk here, so I took you to the path. Do you also think that the trail is a little better? ”

Wen Yun replied with high emotions: "Ah Gong is so powerful! ”

Wensheng hey hey straight music.

Wen Qing didn't seem to notice this, she looked at a bush on the side of the road, the powder blue flowers were in full bloom and bright, as if the best color was about to drip out.

"Wen Qing, what are you looking at?"

Wen Qing came back to her senses, her eyelids twitched slightly, she raised her eyes and said, "I'm looking at the flowers over there, Dad, you said that if this kind of flower is pounded out of juice and smeared on something, can it achieve the effect of dyeing?" ”

Wen Sheng's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and smiled: "This is really a good idea." Why don't I sell these today, and when I get back and dye the decorations, I might be able to sell them for a good price. ”

As he spoke, he flicked the heavy package on his shoulder, and the wooden blocks inside made a dull sound as they struck it.

Wen Qing also felt that most of the fog in front of him had dispersed, and many things suddenly became clear.

"Dad, give me some more time, and I'll come up with a better way."

Wen Sheng smiled lightly, "Okay, Dad believes in you." ”

Wen Yun touched the puppeteer, listening to their conversation, but the second monk was just confused, so he didn't want to do it anymore, and concentrated on looking at the road under his feet.

On the way, Wen Qing and Wen Sheng soon carried out a profound exchange on the method of making money.

Although there were many advanced inventions in ancient times, dyeing technology was still a secret, and most people could only buy fabrics from cloth workshops, and some people chose to go to cloth houses to customize ready-to-wear garments. It is the method of dyeing or finding a place to learn, otherwise there is no way to really master it.

"Dad, let's go to the fabric shop for a while."

Wen Sheng thought for a moment and asked; "Do you want to be a dyer?"

Wen Qing was silent, if she really had to study deeply, then she would work as a dyer for a few months.

"However, if we open our own ready-to-wear store, it will cost a lot of money......

Wen Qing pursed the corners of her lips and said, "Who said we were going to open a ready-to-wear store?"

Wen Sheng raised his eyes fiercely, looking surprised, "Then ...... you?"

"Dad, I'm still trying to figure it out, but don't be afraid, I won't drag this family down."

Wen Sheng felt that Wen Qing seemed to have misunderstood something, so he opened his lips and said, "Wen Qing, I'm not afraid of ......"

Wen Qing smiled instead, his eyebrows stretched, and he had a bit of a gentle and good temper.

"I know it all, Dad, you don't have to say anything."

Seeing that he was about to enter the market, Wen Qing proposed to visit the market in the north first, after all, Wen Sheng's work was found here, and Wen Qing also wanted to know more. Killing pigs is an ancestral technique, so you can't lose it, right?

Wen Yun was tired of walking, so he grabbed the place and sat down. Wen Qing simply carried him on his back, the child's size was small, and she was relaxed.

Wen Yun hugged her neck and didn't speak, carefully buried her face on her shoulder, and the curvature of the corners of her lips couldn't hide it.

Wen Qing will also smile heartily, and follow Wen Sheng to get acquainted with the entire Baisha Town.