Chapter 41: Hmm... It's a little older
After the Ying family and the mother left, the courtyard was quiet.
Originally, Zhang Cuihua still insisted that she wanted the Song family to solve Ying Yibai's matter for her, but seeing that the old lady was also angry, she didn't dare to say a word, so she could only go back honestly, ready to take the opportunity.
"Milk, look at it, this is a quick wipe of some wine to disinfect, in case there is a scar, it's not good. Her mother, you too, why don't you protect the child, if you stand on your face and leave a scar on a girl's family, how can you let her find her in-law in the future?"
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, I'll get her some medicine. ”
Li Guihua also felt a little wronged when she heard this, she held the child in her arms, how could she still be hurt, and scolded Zhang Cuihua thousands of times in her heart, thinking that she must take revenge next time she sees her.
"Milk, I'm fine. ”
Song Jinse said, not wanting her to feel distressed because of this anymore, so she was busy changing the topic.
"What did Uncle Huang say? Do the people from the tannery agree? How many goods can you give?"
"At this time, you still care so much, I see that you still don't hurt!" The old lady was a little annoyed, and tapped on her wound, and suddenly saw that she grinned in pain, and did not tease her,
"You just talked about it for so long, and he didn't talk to you?"
“......”
Song Jinse was stunned.
What did he say?
Moment.
She only then reacted.
hurriedly took two steps back and distanced himself from Cheng Huanian, and his little face was even more incredulous.
Her, why did she really believe Ying Yibai's nonsense? You don't really think there's something wrong with them, right?
She's only five years old!
looked at Cheng Huanian again, and saw that he looked frank and steady like Mount Tai under the suspicious eyes of the old lady, which suddenly made Song Jinse feel a little fussed.
"He's a smart one. ”
The old lady muttered like this, and there was no scrutiny in her eyes, she stayed there and pondered for a while, she didn't know what she was thinking, her eyes swept over Song Jinse and Cheng Huanian from time to time, and after a while, she said coldly,
"You're ten years old, aren't you?"
"Eleven. ”
"Hmm...... It's a little older. ”
“......”
"Poofhahaha ”
Song Jinse suddenly laughed.
Cheng Huanian's face suddenly darkened.
Feeling that there was no need to stay any longer, he just left the sentence 'Ming'er went to the town with him to sell leather bags' and turned around and walked out, as if there was a ghost chasing him behind him, and saw Song Jinse holding his stomach and being happy.
After disinfecting the wound, I smeared some medicine, but the white and tender little face had a yellow potion, no matter how I looked at it, it was a little abrupt and embarrassing, and the family couldn't help but scold the Ying family and the mother for a while, Song Jinse didn't take it seriously, and it was already unexpected that such a small price could solve this marriage.
I thought it would drag on for a while, but I didn't expect them to send it to the door by themselves.
This saves a lot of effort, but it is not so easy for the two of them to give up, but I am afraid that they will come to the door to find things later, and then the soldiers will block the water and cover it.
Song Jinse sat on the kang, still holding a few leather bags brought back by the old lady in his hands.
The leather bags of this year are all the same.
One bag and one side pocket, the whole body is black and has no appearance, it looks very simple, and there are two women's backpacks, which are also black handbags, and the black abrupt piece is even more decorative, compared to the leather bags of different colors and styles in the future, it is simply a heaven and an underground, no wonder it will be unsalable.
Rich people don't buy such ugly things, and those who don't have money can't afford it!
Stuck in the middle, not up or down, but not unsalable?
Song Jinse thought about the appearance of those leather bags in later generations, thinking that if she could draw some drawings on them, she could add some color, but now there is no paint, where did she hold back for a while, and suddenly shouted as if she thought of something,
"Milk, do you still have the pen and red water for the New Year?"
"Yes, wait, the milk will be found for you. ”
In these years, most of us have some paper and pen at home, and the couplets of the New Year are written by themselves, and then the batter is glued to the door or something, which can be regarded as the New Year. Some of the red paints prepared for the Chinese New Year will make some fancy buns every year, and point a red dot on them to make offerings, Song Jinse thought about it all of a sudden, and it is okay to use the painting.
Although it will fall, it will not be too much of a problem if you store it carefully.
After a while, the grandmother came over with a brush, and a small box of red pigment was placed in front of Song Jinse, she was immediately down-to-earth, thinking about the patterns on the bag and some stick figures she had learned before, and started to draw on the leather bag.
In a few moments, one was drawn.
The original simple lady carrying the bag, under her hands suddenly a little more smart, a cute red kitten in the front of the bag, looks smart and cute, the most poking the girl's heart, the red and black color scheme is even more beautiful and does not look abrupt, all of a sudden there are many highlights.
"How can we Bao'er be clever, and draw a kitten?"
The old lady watched from the side, with a smile on her face, "Don't say it, it looks much better this time, beautiful and foreign, I see that the bags in the hands of those big girls in the town are not as good as the ones made by our Bao'er." ”
Song Jinse squinted and smiled.
If she can, she will take this to the town to sell tomorrow, and if someone prescribes it, she will buy some non-fading pigments and process them at home, so that it will not be unsalable, and it will also make the goods appear to be in demand and not rotten on the street.
Rich people always want to have something different, if they open up the market, she can also produce some more series of goods, delicate and those to open the grade, naturally, the price will be more expensive.
These are all routines that ordinary sellers are used to playing in the future, but in this era, when everything is recovering, it is also her opportunity.
......
Following.
Early in the morning, Song Jinse and Cheng Huanian and Liu Yiran followed the carriage to the town.
The painted bags were put on top by Song Jinse in two bags, but there was no need to worry about ruining the pattern if they were placed below. Sitting on the ox cart and feeling the gust of breeze in the morning, the whole person's mood became calmer than ever.
After being reborn, it seems that everything is going for the better.
Daddy didn't get hurt again, her grandmother didn't get sick from Erbo, her marriage contract with Ying Yibai was resolved, and now she has the motivation and goal to make money, and more importantly, she met Cheng Huanian, the future boss.
Everything, for the better.
She will no longer step into the restricted situation of her previous life, and she will also lead her family towards a better future...... Song Jinse couldn't help but take a deep breath, and suddenly had a feeling of being open-minded, so relaxed that she couldn't help but want to shout out all the depression in her previous life,
"I'm back!"
She really came back again, and everything was different!