Jiang Yao led the person into the hall and reached out to take the two bundles of firewood on the shoulders of the bolt.

In the past, she was used to doing these things, but after many years of being a lady, it was really difficult to do it again, and the weight in her hand sank, and a bundle of firewood almost smashed on the surface of her feet, but fortunately, the bolt was caught in time.

The honest smile of the plug was gradually replaced by apology, and he put down the firewood and hurriedly asked, "Sister Yao, are you okay?" ”

In the flashy five years of Beijing, few people care about her so much.

Grandmother is strict and dissatisfied with her, mother and sister are hypocritical, fiancé husband plays on the scene, and father is not often in the house, the only person who really cares about her is General Lin, but unfortunately he died to save her!

Thinking of this, under the bright sunset, the little girl's eyes unconsciously turned red.

The bolt was at a loss, hurriedly put down the firewood in his hand, and asked anxiously, "Sister Yao, don't cry, where is the injury?" ”

"No...... It didn't hurt, I was just moved......" she poured a cup of hot water and handed it over, it was the coldest time of winter, the hot water entered the cup, and the wind blew twice in the hall, and the heat floating on the cup dissipated.

Seeing this, Jiang Yao hurriedly said, "The hall is cold, Brother Bolt go into the back room to talk, it just so happens that I have something to ask you for help." ”

After listening to the first half of the sentence, the bolt still felt that it was inappropriate, and when he asked him for help, he must have thought that the house was too dilapidated and needed to be repaired, so he hurriedly responded.

Jiang sat on the kang head, did not bother to light the lamp at dusk, and took advantage of the afterglow of the sunset to do embroidery work.

As soon as the bolt hit the curtain, the cold wind blew in through the gap in the door curtain, Jiang coughed violently, and this time the bolt was even more embarrassing, and it was not to put it down, nor was it to let it go.

Jiang Yao frowned, and was busy patting Jiang's back on the kang, it seems that her mother's illness can't be delayed, and she has to get the money as soon as possible.

I wanted to rely on the largest Colored Rust Pavilion in town, but now I urgently need money, so I can only find a few more to make a comparison.

When Jiang Shi relieved himself, Jiang Yao took a stack of handkerchiefs and handed it to the plug.

The veil was embroidered with cotton, no silk, no snow satin, even the cotton was half-new, and one of her best undergarments was cut.

The bolt was at a loss, and he didn't sweat in the cold, what did Sister Yao do when he handed him so many handkerchiefs, what if he ...... If you want to make a token, one is enough, but such a hesitation is a little cramped, and I dare not reach out to take it.

"Brother Bolt? Brother Plug? What are you thinking? ”

As soon as the bolt came back to her senses, she saw Jiang Yao tilting her head and looking at him curiously, and the setting sun hit her side face through the window, reflecting the fine fluff on her face.

The plug was busy looking away, and rubbed his hands helplessly.

"Yao...... Sister Yao......"

Jiang Yao smiled and said, "In the past two days, I have embroidered a few handkerchiefs with my mother, and I am thinking about sending them to the show shop in the town to see if any show shop is willing to hire us as an embroiderer." ”

When the words fell, the crampedness in the bolt's heart disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable loss, and said innocently, "Don't worry, I'll help you send it over." ”

Saying that the bolt is about to leave, it is rare for Sister Yao to ask him for help, he must do it well!

Jiang Yao hurriedly stopped him, "It's getting dark, let's go again tomorrow." As he spoke, he poured another cup of hot water and handed it over.

The plug took the water cup and drank it in one gulp, the hot water ran through his throat, and before Jiang could stop it, he heard the plug coughing hotly.

Jiang Shi glanced at Jiang Yao and blamed, "You, you don't know the right temperature to pour water for people!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not hot......" The plug was busy speaking for Jiang Yao.