After sitting down, he wanted to hand her the painting, but his heart was like a drum, and he couldn't speak.

Xie Yinfeng seemed to have expected this situation and was not surprised.

She glanced at him with a smile and motioned Jinping to take the drawing.

Jinping took it and spread it on the table in front of her.

Xie Yinfeng only glanced at it, and then exclaimed: "Sure enough, there is a difference!" It's just that I don't recognize these marks, so I guess it's a weaving technique, right? The picture is really fine, which shows that the artistic skills and skills are extraordinary......"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Minghui again.

I secretly said in my heart: "It's really like a person." Why do you look so handsome! ”

As soon as the thought slipped, her pretty face turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head to look at the painting.

Jiang Minghui was looking at her blankly.

This manuscript is a dumb drawing.

Xie Yinfeng's words reminded him of being dumb.

After Xie Yinfeng took off his hat, he revealed the gorgeous phoenix hairpin on his head. The phoenix had a string of water droplets in her mouth, dangling in front of her forehead, and he was dizzy when he saw it, and he couldn't help but think of the phoenix hairpin that he bought for Qingdu, what would it look like when he wore it? He imagined it in his mind, but his eyes were still looking at Xie Yinfeng stupidly. Suddenly, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and his eyes showed affection.

Jinping felt that something was wrong when he saw it, and coughed repeatedly.

didn't alarm Jiang Minghui, but alarmed Xie Yinfeng, and looked back at her in surprise.

Jinping was embarrassed and glared at Jiang Minghui quickly.

Xie Yinfeng hurriedly looked at Jiang Minghui, touched his eyes, and his heart trembled.

Jinping couldn't care about it anymore, and asked loudly: "Jiang Gongzi, this is what you painted?" ”

Jiang Minghui came to his senses at this time, and just wanted to deny it, and thought that this time it was bound to lead out the dumbness, and his intuition was not good, so he nodded and admitted that he painted it.

Xie Yinfeng was overjoyed and embarrassed, so he stood up and said, "I've seen it, let's go." Go over there and look at the bamboo. "One side put the hat back on.

Seeing her put on a hat, Jiang Minghui's expression became much more comfortable.

Xie Yinfeng smiled secretly when he saw it, and was a little happy.

At the moment, he pretended not to know, and went out to pick out items.

Choosing items can disguise your mind, and you are more comfortable than sitting across from you.

Half an hour later, a small servant of the Xie family sent a volume of artwork.

Jinping went out to pick it up and handed it to Jiang Minghui.

Jiang Minghui took it and looked at it, it was similar to the brocade drawing drawn by Qing Mu, but it was not as detailed and vivid as the one she painted. He looked excited, hung his head and didn't know what to think.

After a long time, he looked up and asked, "The girl's ...... Is that a craftsman highly paid? ”

Xie Yinfeng nodded and said, "Of course." However, this errand is usually performed by a member of the family or a confidant. Otherwise, it would be in vain to painstakingly train a clever craftsman, and then turn around and be poached by others at a high price! ”

Dig it up at a high price!

Jiang Minghui felt his brain boom.

Inexplicably, he had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Dumb, dumb!"

He stared at Xie Yinfeng with staring eyes, muttering to himself.

Xie Yinfeng's heart beat faster, and he couldn't help blushing.

Fortunately, there is a veil to keep it from revealing embarrassing behavior.

It's just that she had a sweet feeling in her heart, and her whole body trembled.

Jinping hurriedly said, "Girl, let's go." ”

Xie Yinfeng also felt that it was inappropriate to stay any longer, so he quickly glanced at Jiang Minghui and said softly, "Gongzi Jiang, I'll go first." Forced to calmly turn around and go out, he didn't buy a single bamboo vessel.

Zhugen stretched out his hand forward, "belched," and paused again.

People didn't say to buy it, and he couldn't force it to sell!

When the people were far away, Fang Cai muttered: "I picked it for a long time, and I didn't like it?" ”

Jiang Minghui sent Xie Yinfeng away in a daze, came back and sat down, his heart rolling:

He can't lose his dumbness, he can't!

Well, go home and talk to your parents.

However, my father is okay, my mother is so stubborn, can she persuade her?

If you can't persuade you, will you dislike being dumb even more?

If this is the case, in the future, if you marry dumbly, your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law will be wrong, and you will suffer.

He couldn't figure it out, and finally decided not to say it for the time being.

The days are still long, and when the Jiang family's business grows bigger, he will slowly tell the sù family the key to this, so that they can understand the ability to be dumb and the importance to the Jiang family, and then they can accept it.

He put aside this thought for a while and devoted himself to taking care of the business.

Jiang Jiaxin hired a lot of manpower, plus only Daddy Jiang was figuring out the new weaving products, and the others were still weaving according to the previous drawings, and they were becoming more and more proficient, and there were more shipments, and a boat was sent in ten days and half a month, and the goods were finally not sold out.

February has passed, and in March, the flowers outside are red and willow green.

Jiang Minghui missed her dumbness and wanted to go back to see her.

However, he hasn't dealt with that matter yet, what did he say when he saw the Guo family?

When I thought about it, I didn't dare to go.

To be honest, he was afraid of the stern Guo Shouye and the Wu family.

He started his business while practicing drawing drawings.

In April, a few days later, wormwood and calamus were hung on the street, and people who returned home would carry a pack or two of mung bean cakes, and the Dragon Boat Festival was just around the corner.

Jiang Minghui was very uncomfortable, he didn't dare to go to Guo's house, nor did he want to go back to Jiang's house, so under the pretext that he was busy with business, he locked himself in the shop and missed Qingdu, and asked his second brother and Zhugen to go back for the holiday.

In Green Bay Village, the Guo family is very busy: they built eight large blue brick houses in the orchard to the west of the house, which are very neat, and they say to people that they will be used as warehouses first, and they will be used by juniors to marry in the future; Guo Dayou led people to work day and night, making spinning wheels and looms.

No matter how busy he is, he doesn't care about foreign affairs, and he sinks into the world of brocade.

When she rests, she will miss Jiang Minghui.

From February to March, and from March to April.

The Dragon Boat Festival has arrived, and Jiang Minghui has no news.

She was tormented by longing that she had never felt before, and she was quieter.

Looking at the weeping roses in the open space in the corner of the house, the gardenias with blue and white flower bones, and the wildflowers dotted by the soil fence of the vegetable garden, and then looking at the lush peach and apricot and jujube trees in the garden, and the lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the water in front of her, she was so stunned.

Why not come back?

Really busy with business?

For some reason, the poem "Businessmen value profit over separation" came to her mind.

If she hadn't drawn a drawing, and Jiang Minghui was still opening a shop in Wuyou Town, they wouldn't have to separate, right?

As the saying goes, the environment is born from the heart, and she misses it in her heart, and brings it out when she plays the piano.

On the Jingjiang River, just sent a batch of goods to the sea, Fang Chu rushed back to Huzhou for the holiday.

He still chose to play the piano when he passed through Green Bay Village.

It's spring and summer, and I'm playing the piano at night again.

After listening for a while, Fang Chu frowned and muttered, "Businessmen value profit over parting? ”

Sure enough, it's a girl!

And I have a sweetheart.

Different from the deep sorrow of the resentful woman, the sound of the piano conveys a faint lovesickness, just like the flowers in the moonlight, contaminated by the dew, with the loneliness of no one to watch, clear of sorrow, and want to talk!

He didn't realize it, and he became melancholy.

"Merchants value profit over separation. Not really. He muttered.

After the piano stopped, he asked the little maid again: "Chang'er, did you send Miss Xie's brocade?" ”

Chang'er hurriedly said: "It's sent." I sent it early. ”

He was a little inexplicable, it happened a few days ago, why did the young master suddenly ask?

Fang Chu said in a low voice: "It's good to send it." ”

Looking at the dark night outside, he sighed softly.

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