"It's nothing." Zhang Minghua gritted her teeth and said, she only felt that her whole head was about to explode, and her hands kept beating her head.

"Mother." Jiang Guyu looked at Zhang Minghua's constant beating of her head, and couldn't help but be more worried, she helped Zhang Minghua into the room and lay down on the bed, and then slowly pressed her temples with both hands, while whispering: "Mother, press more when you have a headache, you still lie down more." ”

"Xiaoyu," Zhang Minghua sighed deeply, listening to Li Honghua say that she had gone to borrow money for a long time, and she was even more uncomfortable in her heart.

"Mother, don't worry, my father and I will find a way to deal with money, you can take care of your body." Jiang Guyu said this sensibly, but it was these words that also made the tears in Zhang Minghua's eyes fall one by one.

Jiang Guyu pressed it for a long time, Zhang Minghua's head didn't hurt, so she fell asleep deeply, Jiang Guyu carefully cleaned up half of Zhang Minghua's sock soles, and suddenly, she stopped and looked at the sock soles.

Before, she had always found it difficult, so she didn't look at it carefully at all, but now that she looks closely, the soles of these socks seem to be quite simple.

Jiang Guyu looked at the cloth, there were simple flowers on it, bright and beautiful.

In her previous life, she had also seen it, and she also liked to embroider cross-stitch, and in addition to being a beautician, she still knew a little bit of drawing skills, why don't she give it a try?

Jiang Guyu took a closer look, the cloth at the bottom of the socks was a small blue and white checkerboard, just like the small lattice of cross-stitch in her previous life.

At the beginning, Jiang Guyu didn't know much, but when he embroidered, the word 'Fu' came out.

Soon, Jiang Guyu embroidered the words on the sole of the other sock side by side, she was not very good at the patterns on it, so it was empty, she embroidered the sole of a pair of socks, and then took another new pair of socks and began to embroider them.

She first took a piece of paper, looked for a little bit and couldn't find the white paper, so, looking for straw paper, found a pen on the straw paper to write and draw, she didn't know whether everyone liked this place or not, so, she first drew some cute stick figures, zodiac signs and the like, and then with some auspicious words and the like, someone should like it, right?

Just do it, Jiang Guyu has been embroidering all day long, and even forgot to make lunch, because Jiang Changxing didn't come back, Zhang Minghua fell asleep, and she became excited because these sock soles can make money, and completely forgot the time.

Zhang Minghua fell asleep and got up, feeling much more relaxed, as soon as she came out of the back room, she saw Jiang Guyu sitting there seriously with the soles of her socks, and looked at the straw paper next to her from time to time.

"Xiaoyu, don't you like doing this the most?" Zhang Minghua said with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh that Jiang Guyu had indeed grown up, and she was not as sensible as she is now.

Zhang Minghua stepped forward and saw that the soles of the socks in Jiang Guyu's hands were very cute, embroidered with a puppy, and then on it, two words were embroidered with red thread, 'Thoughts'.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, why did you embroider the words." Zhang Minghua looked at the word, which seemed to be different from what she knew.

"Mother, are you awake?" Jiang Guyu raised his head, looked at Zhang Minghua and said, "Mother, how is your headache?" Is it better? Jiang Guyu put down the soles of the socks in his hand and made sure that Zhang Minghua was in a good condition before replying: "Mother, I want to change my appearance, so do you think it looks good?" ”

"Beautiful." Zhang Minghua sat down, looked upright, and said for a long time: "However, your little dog is really expressive, cute, and recognizable at a glance." ”

"I've never seen such beautiful socks." Zhang Minghua said with a smile, looking at Jiang Guyu with an inquiry.

Jiang Guyu's heart sank, and he said with a smile: "Mother, these are what I painted casually, and if you say you like it, I will be relieved." ”

"Then you say, if we sell it, will the price be higher?" Jiang Guyu continued to embroider while asking.

"Maybe." Zhang Minghua comforted casually, although the soles of these socks look very special, but it's impossible for the price to be higher, right?

But seeing that her daughter was so interested for the first time, she didn't hit her.

In the evening, Jiang Changxing came back with two loads of firewood, and after dinner, he said, "Xiaoyu, ...... tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, Dad, you have to be careful when you go to the city alone, I won't go with you." Jiang Guyu said, but Jiang Changxing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, looking at Jiang Guyu's posture today, how can she feel like she wants to go tomorrow?

"Okay, then you are at home, and you have to listen to your mother." Jiang Changxing admonished several times, not leaving Zhang Minghua's headache, Jiang Guyu and Zhang Minghua also tacitly did not mention Li Honghua who came over today.

In the first month, the night was very cold, Jiang Guyu lit the lamp and took the soles of his socks, just to be able to buy more early, and then send them to the city to buy.

Now she can't think of any good way, so she can only make money in such a primitive way.

Outside the house, in a place where no one saw, a young man stood outside the fence, looking at Jiang Guyu's window with lights printed on it, his eyes couldn't help flashing, he guessed that Jiang Guyu's family was very poor, but it was so poor that he was a little surprised.

Jiang Guyu, who is so poor, is afraid that steamed buns are a very luxurious thing for them, right?

In the moonlight, the young man's hair was hidden, and a deep scar on the left side of his face looked terrifying.

The boy turned and walked into the woods behind the house.

Jiang Guyu embroidered until he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and then he turned off the lights and rested.

The next day, she woke up early, when the sky was bright, she listened to Jiang Changxing leave with firewood, and then she lay on the bed for a while before getting up, and as soon as she got up, she found that there was a lively pheasant in the yard!

"Hey, where did this come from?" Jiang Guyu looked at the pheasant with sharp eyes, and the foot seemed to be broken, she took a lot of effort to catch the pheasant, and looked around, although she felt strange, but she didn't see a single figure, and it would be early in the morning, so Jiang Guyu didn't think much about it, and happily went into the kitchen with the pheasant.

Jiang Guyu hummed a tune and prepared breakfast in the kitchen, although it was a very thin porridge, but in Jiang Guyu's opinion, it was very happy, at the back of the house, the young man listened to Jiang Guyu's tune that he had never heard before, and couldn't help laughing secretly.