Chapter 119: Temptation

The sister-in-law's words shocked Ling Qingyun and her mother. She is so talented, didn't she achieve anything in her previous life?

Ling Qingtong mentioned his previous life, and if he had a little success in the future, he would sue Ling Qingyun, there was no reason not to mention his sister-in-law?

In Ling Qingtong's view, the sister-in-law is an ordinary woman.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingyun got up and went to find his younger brother and asked him about his sister-in-law's previous life.

"Sister-in-law?" Ling Qingtong was a little confused, and thought for a while, "She's very good." I'm a little brother-in-law, and I don't often come to her, so I don't know much about her. ”

"Isn't she in business?" Ling Qingyun asked him.

Ling Qingtong shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it." However, in the previous life, there was no drought this year, let alone the Anpingmen rebellion. After my sister-in-law got married, our family lived a lot more comfortably. ”

It's been too long, and some unimportant things, Ling Qingtong has forgotten about it.

Ling Qingyun mentioned that he tried his best to think about it, and he also remembered something.

Since my sister-in-law entered the door, I gave birth to a son the next year.

When the child was one year old, the mother teased her grandson and handed over the housework to the sister-in-law. The sister-in-law takes care of the housework in an orderly manner, and their life is much richer than before.

Ling Qingtong thought that it was the sister-in-law who used her dowry to supplement the family.

However, can her dowry be subsidized for so many years?

The wealth of the Ling family is low-key and introverted, only he knows. Especially after the famine five years later, everyone in the city was short of food, and the Ling family should be very short, but they were safe.

The sister-in-law's housekeeper skills are quite powerful.

"Since my sister-in-law came in, we have not been short of money." Ling Qingtong said to Ling Qingyun, "Because she has a lot of marriage, no one has thought about how the money came from." Second sister, you said that your sister-in-law is good at business, but now I guess that she is only secretly doing some business, right? ”

In noble families, most men are not good at taking care of housework.

Ling Qingtong is the same.

Anyway, I have never been poor, and when I have money to spend, I never think about where the money comes from.

"In this way, my sister-in-law will also do some small business in private, but I am afraid that the people in Beijing will make irresponsible remarks, so I dare not be blatant." Ling Qingyun said.

"Probably so." Ling Qingtong said, "Merchants in Jiangnan and other places are like forests, and there are many merchants in Beijing. However, the home of the meritorious nobles still retains a bit of decay and looks down on the merchants.

The sister-in-law was originally born in a business, so she was a little inferior. After arriving in Beijing, even if there is a great talent, he does not dare to show it. For the sake of livelihood, it is quite possible to do some business in secret. ”

Ling Qingyun nodded.

However, she didn't feel that her sister-in-law was afraid, but that she didn't have a good opportunity.

Doing a small business may be talked about, but becoming a big businessman will also reduce a lot of gossip.

"This time, the Chen family in Qizhou hoarded a large amount of grain, which was the idea of the sister-in-law. In the previous life, there were no disasters this year. When there was a disaster, the sister-in-law was in a deep house in the capital and could not see her father and brother in person, so she could not persuade them to stock up on grain.

Therefore, the Chen family is rich, but it is impossible to be as rich as in this world. The sister-in-law wants to make a difference, but she doesn't have a lot of capital. Ling Qingyun thought to herself.

This life is different.

After thinking about it, Ling Qingyun wanted to encourage her sister-in-law to take advantage of the situation to make the business bigger.

Chen Qiniang got her mother-in-law's approval and immediately began to prepare for the transportation of grain.

Later in the evening, Ling Qingcheng returned from the sect.

As soon as he arrived home, he first went to Jing's and repeated Chen Qiniang's meaning.

"I can't count on the field rent this year and next year, we have to borrow money everywhere to get by, I'm afraid that my mother will be embarrassed, so I pry Qi Niang and cheekily go to my mother's house to ask for some food." Ling Qingcheng Road.

As he spoke, Jing and Ling Qingyun both laughed.

Ling Qingcheng was afraid that the Jing clan would be prejudiced against businessmen and take everything on himself, lest his mother blame Qi Niang.

Jing's heart was very happy to see his son defending his daughter-in-law like this.

Knowing that he loves his daughter-in-law, the family will be harmonious.

"You're also for us, don't you know what to do?" Jing said, "Go get busy and get things done properly." ”

Ling Qingcheng saw that his mother was really not reluctant, so he got up happily and planned with Chen Qiniang.

"Listen to your daughter-in-law." Jing said to Ling Qingyun, "He even likes Qi Niang." ”

"That's good." Ling Qingyun said, "Sister-in-law is sensible and polite, and she won't be mean to us." The eldest brother favors her, she will only be more satisfied, and she will be kind to us. ”

"That's exactly what I said." Jing said, "Your brother's personality is like your father"

Jing's husband used to do the same to her.

Thinking of this, I am both relieved and a little sad.

In the afternoon, it was even more cloudy and the wind was blowing. The wind was so strong that the window lattices rattled, and the branches of the courtyard made a chaotic sound, crackling from time to time, and breaking one of them.

Ling Qingyun was doing needlework in the house.

My aunt brought over all the padded jackets, pants, shoes and socks, winter wind, and cotton clothes of An Eaves and handed them over to Ling Qingyun.

In addition to the dirty clothes, the clothes, shoes and socks in the early winter and deep winter of Aneaves must be made by Ling Qingyun.

"Do you want me to help you?" Mother asked her.

Ling Qingyun shook her head: "I have a fast hand, and I don't need to cut, I can embroider it directly, it won't take much time." ”

Mother pursed her lips and smiled.

Seeing these things, Ling Qingyun didn't feel much, but she felt a little sweet in her heart.

She had only made clothes for Lu Xuan before.

Even if she was so intimate with Wang Qilang, she didn't sew anything for him. In addition to Lu Xuan's court clothes, the plain clothes are all from Lu Yu's hands, because she feels that the clothes she makes look better in Lu Xuan.

Now, she is making clothes for Anwei.

They are all her dearest people.

Rui Niang sat next to her, embroidering a handkerchief.

Ling Qingyun taught her how to pick up needles and transport needles, and then drew a picture for Rui Niang and asked her to follow the temple fair.

"Sister, I've embroidered it." But in half an hour, Rui Niang embroidered a peach blossom painted by Ling Qingyun and handed it to Ling Qingyun to see.

Ling Qingyun took it and was shocked for a while.

Rui Niang has only just learned needlework, and she has embroidered completely, and the needlework is meticulous. Of course, it's not very skilled, so it's not refined enough.

"Very well embroidered!" Ling Qingyun praised her.

Ling Qingyun remembered that Ling Qingtong said that Rui Niang's personality and EQ were very low, and she looked a little dull, but she had an outstanding IQ and learned everything very quickly.

Therefore, after she was raised in Hangzhou for a few years, her poetry and songs were far better than other famous people, and she was famous in the Central Plains.

"For my sister!" Rui Niang said with a smile.

Ling Qingyun smiled: "Thank you Rui Niang." She was full of relief and showed it to Jing herself.

Jing was also surprised, and asked repeatedly: "Is it really embroidered by Rui Niang?" Hasn't she ever held a needle and thread? ”

"yes." Ling Qingyun said.

Jing was very surprised, and asked someone to show it to his aunt.

At dusk, the howling north wind finally stopped. It was dreary, it began to rain lightly, and after a few moments, the roof crackled.

There was no such big movement in the light rain.

Ling Qingyun pushed open the window lattice and took a look, and sure enough, snow particles were falling.

"See what?" Suddenly, a figure appeared in her window, scaring Ling Qingyun.

It's an eaves.

"You're back?" Ling Qingyun was shocked for a moment and said to him with a smile.

An Wei nodded.

He went to Jing's house first, said a few words to Jing, and then turned around to Ling Qingyun.

Ling Qingyun had already lit the lamp, and the candle flame jumped. The cold and charming light shadow throws away the glitz, leaving only the charm of the silhouette.

An Eave's tall figure stood in front of Ling Qingyun. Between the staggered light and shadow, Ling Qingyun put down the needle and thread in her hand.

"Is this my winter coat?" An Wei saw the things on her kang, among which the cropped coat was particularly long.

No one in the house wears such long clothes except for the eaves.

"Hmm." Ling Qingyun replied to him, "I'll hurry up, I should be able to do it in half a month." ”

"How do you do that?" An Wei frowned, "Is there no one on the needlework?" Tired of you. ”

Ling Qingyun glanced at him.

He was still wearing the straight shirt that Ling Qingyun gave him, and he was reluctant to change it, and it had been several days.

Even if you go to the camp and wear soft armor on the outside, you will wear this garment on the inside.

"Isn't it because of you that you refuse to change a piece of clothing?" Ling Qingyun slandered, but didn't say anything, just said: "I've been free recently, so I want to help do some."

An Wei was silent.

"Won't you be too tired?" An Wei asked her again.

Ling Qingyun shook her head.

Under An Wei's eyes, there was a little expectation.

"Who taught you needlework?" An Wei asked her suddenly, and her voice was not unusual.

"My mother taught me in the needlework at home." Ling Qingyun said, "My mother will also teach some." ”

An Wei groaned again.

He seemed to want to ask something, but he hesitated to ask.

"What's wrong?" Ling Qingyun looked at him and said.

An Wei shook his head: "I can't bear to see you working so hard." You're going to have to do needlework and you're going to have to study medicine. ”

What he was implying in every word.

However, when the conversation was about to come out, he avoided the topic again. He seemed to want to ask, but he was even more afraid of the consequences after asking.

Ling Qingyun had some doubts in her heart.

"Did he see the five-petal plum blossom I embroidered?" Ling Qingyun thought to herself. No, she only makes clothes for herself and Lu Xuan, and this habit is only known to Lu Xuan.

Even the people around her didn't pay attention to it.

Lu Xuan will not sue others.

Ling Qingyun felt that she was suspicious, so she settled down and didn't think about anything more.

An Wei said a few words and went out to eat.

After he returned to the room, he took off the jacket and said to the maid, "Fetch water, I want to do the laundry." ”

The maid was startled.

"Second young master, these rough jobs, the maid will do it." The maid trembled and said, "The maid will not wash the clothes of the second young master." ”

An Wei raised his eyes, and his eyes were sharp.

The maid was frightened again.

"Go fetch water." An Wei repeated, his voice unmistakable.

The maid didn't dare to say anything more, and hurried to fetch water.

An Wei soaked the straight jacket in warm water and watched it silently for a long time. He hadn't washed his clothes and didn't know what to do. When he had finished washing, he had made a lot of water, and his robe was wet.

After washing the clothes, Ancang dried them with his own hands, very carefully.

He went to sleep only after he was busy.

I don't know how long I slept, An Wei suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and he woke up suddenly.

It's not a dream.

An eaves's lower abdomen seems to have a blunt knife, cutting the flesh with a knife, and the pain is so painful that it wants to die. He was such a tall man, he couldn't bear it until his lips were bitten, and his forehead was sweating profusely.

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