Chapter Seventy-Three: The Beginning of a Dream
The spring breeze is unlimited overnight.
Jiang Yingli got up, and the side of the bed was already empty. Thinking about it, Qiu Muyun was the same as before, afraid that he would come together and catch him and ask him for the crime, so he smeared oil under his feet and ran away.
In this regard, Jiang Yingli just rolled his eyes. There's no way, Qiu Muyun is such a scoundrel, what else can she do besides relying on herself to check!
However, in addition to this problem, Qiu Muyun is still very worry-free, and he doesn't need Jiang Yingliang to say that he is bothered, he has already arranged breakfast, and automatically and consciously sent Jiang Cheng to school.
And when you wake up, you just need to deal with your own affairs.
"This man...... Is! Jiang Yingli looked at the white porridge and side dishes on the table, rubbed his aching waist, and couldn't cry or laugh for a while.
"Yingli, we're here to deliver it to you." According to the usual practice, Zhang Wen and Widow Wang took all the handkerchiefs they had made, and the next time Jiang Yingli went to the Qinglou to deliver them.
"Ah, you've come just in time." Jiang Yingli is having a headache at this moment, how to clean up a lot of things in the hall, and when Zhang Wen and Widow Wang are here, she will naturally not be polite.
"I don't know how to clean up the pile of things in my hall, you guys are here, and it's just time to trouble you!" After getting along for a long time, the three of them have a certain tacit understanding, and Jiang Yingli will not be as polite and alienated as before.
Zhang Wen and Widow Wang both knew that the pile of things Jiang Yingli said was a bunch of boxes given to her by the richest man, and they didn't know what was inside, they only knew that it should be very valuable things.
Now that Jiang Yingli doesn't see them at all, they are still very moved by this trust, so they naturally stepped forward to help without saying a word.
"Hey, strange, I think there's a little box here, do you remember!"
As soon as I opened the boxes, there were some silk and satin, and some antique vases, which seemed to be very valuable, but they were very troublesome to deal with.
Jiang Yingli stood up straight, rubbed his sore waist again, and looked around with his eyes, always feeling as if something was missing.
"Little box! I didn't pay attention to this. Hearing this, Zhang Wen raised her head from a pile of decorations, and her eyes also revealed some doubts: "Wu Qiuniang was also there at that time, will it ......?"
There is no way, Wu Qiuniang's open-eyed temperament has spread throughout the village, and Zhang Wen has seen her staring at Ping An Lock like a wolf and a tiger before, and her first reaction is this.
Jiang Yingli shook her head: "Yesterday, she left in full view of everyone, and she didn't have a chance to touch my boxes. And I was in the hall right away last night, so she couldn't do it if she wanted to. ”
"Is that little box missing, look elsewhere, could it be that it was covered somewhere?" Since the possibility of theft has been ruled out, it may be an omission.
At this time, Jiang Yingli suddenly remembered that Qiu Muyun seemed to have paid a lot of attention to the box before, maybe he just took it away when he moved to the hall yesterday.
After all, these were all given to him by the people on his side, and if he wanted to take them, he didn't need to ask himself.
Jiang Yingli thought about it, but he was relieved, and he didn't care much: "Forget it, it's just a small box, maybe my husband took it away when he saw it." ”
When Zhang Wen and Widow Wang heard this, they didn't take it to heart, and devoted themselves to helping her put the place in order.
"Thank you so much for today, otherwise I don't know how long it would have taken me to finish." Jiang Yingliang's hand kept holding his waist and subconsciously pinched it.
"I saw you rubbing your waist all the time, but what's wrong, are you feeling unwell!" Zhang Wen noticed this detail and asked with concern.
Who would have thought that Widow Wang pulled her and winked at her, Zhang Wen followed her gaze and saw a very suspicious red mark between Jiang Yingliang's neck and chest, and it was immediately clear.
"Ahem, if there is nothing to do, we will go back first, you can call us if you have something!"
Jiang Yingli saw that they looked strange, and saw them mention their backache, and couldn't help but think of last night's incident in her mind, and suddenly she was so ashamed that she blushed, and she was even more embarrassed to keep them.
Not long after they left, Qiu Muyun returned.
"As soon as the thing was ready, you pinched it and came back, on purpose!" Jiang Yingli remembered that it was precisely because Qiu Muyun didn't know how to restrain herself that she was laughed at, and she couldn't help but be annoyed, clenched her pink fist, and hammered it on his arm.
Qiu Muyun was also quite distressed when she saw that Jiang Yingli seemed to have an uncomfortable backache, so she stepped forward and reached out to stroke her thin waist and slowly massaged it.
"No, I'll come back to discuss something with you." Qiu Muyun was also afraid that Jiang Yingli would settle accounts after the autumn, so he immediately said another thing to attract her attention: "It's useless to leave these things here, it's better for you to pick some of your likes and keep them, and sell or use them if you don't like them." ”
"You know what's inside!" Jiang Yingli raised her eyebrows, and she found out what was in it when she counted it today. But if it was sold, it would not be a pity if it was something left to him by his biological parents.
"I took a look at it when I moved last night, and it was all flashy things, and it was useless to keep them." Qiu Muyun nodded and said truthfully: "Moreover, haven't you always wanted to open an embroidery workshop?" It just so happened that we took these and sold them, and went to buy a shop near the market. ”
Hearing this, Jiang Yingliang's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he said in surprise: "How do you know that I want to open an embroidery workshop, and I'm still planning about this." Didn't expect it to be on the agenda so soon? ”
Qiu Muyun looked at Jiang Yinglian's surprised appearance, and her heart was also satisfied, as long as she could make her happy, it didn't matter what happened: "Isn't this just right!" ”
"But can these things really be sold! Don't you keep it! Jiang Yingli still had some concerns, and asked cautiously, "Besides, I will take some more orders, and I can have the money to buy a shop." ”
"I just don't want you to work so hard." Qiu Muyun sighed lightly, and continued: "These are just some ordinary playthings, and they are really unnecessary for us. ”
Seeing that Qiu Muyun insisted on dealing with it again and again, Jiang Yingli felt that this batch of things might really not be as important as she thought, and it was indeed very obstructive.
Thinking that he would be able to open an embroidery workshop soon, Jiang Yingli couldn't help but jump up in surprise, and the top of his head almost hit Qiu Muyun's chin.
"I'll go talk to Sister Wang and Sister Zhang right away. We've been planning this for a long time, and we didn't expect it to happen soon! ”
Qiu Muyun looked at Jiang Yinglian's happy appearance very dotingly, and a funny smile crossed the corner of his mouth.
As soon as the news passed, Zhang Wen and Widow Wang were also overjoyed, their eyes were shining, and they suddenly felt that today's weather was exceptionally bright, and the feeling of a dream coming true made them feel very dreamy, real and fake, and couldn't help pinching their thigh meat, gasping in pain, before they reacted, this is true!
They are really going to the town to buy a shop and open an embroidery workshop! They're really about to take the first step!