"Yingli, your father-in-law has gone out again." Widow Wang brought the finished embroidered handkerchief to Jiang Yingliang, and couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw that she was at home by herself.

Jiang Yingli nodded, walked out of the house with Widow Wang, stretched his waist and said a little disappreciatively: "How can he stay at home with peace of mind with his temperament." The injuries on my body are also better, and I can run and jump without getting in the way. Besides, the doctor also said that it is not good to lie in bed blindly, and it can be better to walk more. ”

Qiu Muyun has taken a leave of absence from the dart game, so what is he doing when he goes out now? Jiang Yingli can know without guessing, it must be because of his life experience.

Since there is someone behind him to help, it must also be to plan some things, although she can't guess, but after all, she was well-informed in her previous life, how many TV series and are written like this, often a bizarre life experience can implicate a lot of thrilling events.

It's just that......

Jiang Yingli remembered the biggest mystery on Qiu Muyun's body, and it was also the biggest time bomb, and he also had mixed feelings in his heart. At that time, will the relationship between her and Qiu Muyun change as usual?

No one knows, and they don't know for sure, after all, there are too many variables.

"That's it." Widow Wang was only concerned about Qiu Muyun's injury, but she didn't care much about what he was doing.

"It's about to be the day of delivery, and it just so happens that he is not at home, I am happy to be quiet, and I can embroider more now." Later, we will find out later.

Now is the time to live the present and not let yourself waste your time. Moreover, I still have the ambition to engage in a career!

Jiang Yingli got rid of those mixed feelings, and the smile on Sakura's lips became more sincere, and she was excited to plan and arrange for the future: "When I finish embroidering this batch, I'll see if the silver on hand is enough, if we can, we can go to the next step!" ”

Hearing this, Widow Wang couldn't help but be happy, and it happened that Zhang Wen also came over and couldn't help but grab her hand, but at the same time she was excited, she still had some trepidation about the uncertain future: "Is it really possible, will it be ......?"

Widow Wang's words were not finished, but Jiang Yingli understood what she meant, they were not the first to open an embroidery workshop, but they were also very special, after all, three women partnered to open it, which was still extremely rare in ancient times, especially one of them was a widow and the other was abandoned.

It is impossible not to be criticized.

"We just have to do it, and the rest of the things, take care of him! Anyway, we can't control the mouth on someone else, but the silver will fall into our pocket! ”

Over the years, Zhang Wen has become accustomed to what Jiang Yingli said, and she has been imperceptibly influenced by her, and she seems to feel that the three of them want to open a store, but it is just a very ordinary little thing, it seems that with the movement of a finger, it can be done in general, easily.

If it was my former self, I wouldn't dare to think about it.

Just as Jiang Yingliang, Zhang Wen and Widow Wang were happily imagining the future, Mao had already changed his appearance, changed the previous beggar outfit, and came to Jiang Yingliang's door.

When Qiu Muyun fainted before, the situation was critical, and Mao couldn't care about anything, so he stepped forward directly to help, and when he recalled it afterwards, he also felt that he had a lot of flaws.

If Jiang Yingli doesn't care, it's chaotic, and I'm afraid it can be seen.

What Mao was afraid of was that Jiang Yingli calmed down afterwards and found his flaws, so as to discover more things, so that the gains outweighed the losses.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case! Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years!

As a result, Mao was only able to dress himself up a little bit and hide his identity. Thinking about it, it is still the most suitable beggar, and he can quietly approach Jiang Yingli without being suspicious.

"Good Samaritan, okay, I haven't eaten in days!"

A faint voice suddenly came from outside the door, but it could reach Jiang Yingliang's ears very clearly, making her stop the discussion in full swing and walk to the door very suspiciously.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw an old man with a gray face, a wrinkled face, tattered clothes and tattered bowls, all of which proved his poverty, and his thin and withered limbs showed his weakness.

It's really pitiful to look at this way.

Jiang Yingli sighed softly, in this world, it is not easy for everyone to live. Thinking that she could help a little, she did not hesitate to take out a piece of broken silver from the money bag and put it in the bowl: "Old man, if you keep this money well, you should be able to fill your stomach for a few days." ”

Jiang Yingli knew that she was doing this, this was just a palliative treatment, but there was no way, it was impossible for her to support this old man, because there were too many such people, and she really had more than enough heart and not enough strength.

Mao had already glanced at the silver, and the hand holding the bowl kept trembling, adding a few more colors to his pity, and his voice was also weak: "Good Samaritan, I haven't eaten for many days, you give me silver, and my old bones can't go so far to buy and eat......"

Jiang Yingli didn't expect this, she thought that this old man would leave happily after taking the money, and even prepared for the worst, in case this old man tasted the sweetness, he came to her house every day to beg......

"Huh? So what do you want! ”

Mao's hand trembled continuously, and there was only a piece of broken silver in the empty bowl, which collided with the bowl, and the sound was particularly crisp and pleasant.

"Then can you let me in for a meal! It's been a long time since I've had that hot meal, woo. Mao was still very ashamed and choked up a few sentences, and his rickety body trembled a few times, looking extremely depressed.

Zhang Wen looked at it, but felt that something was very wrong.

"I don't think I've seen you before!" Living in the village for so long, the beggars in this area have more or less seen and have an impression.

Zhang Wen is usually soft-hearted, and when she sees a pitiful person, she will give one or two copper plates to support her, but Mao is already a new face, and there are too many things that have happened recently, Zhang Wen is subconsciously a little more guarded.

Now looking at this beggar's eyes, begging for money, but wanting to go into the house to eat, the guard is very strong, and he can't help but open his mouth immediately.

Mao had already looked at the unbearable look on Jiang Yingliang's face, and was secretly glad that he was about to succeed, who would have known that he would bite the gold halfway.

He also knows that Jiang Yingli has such a good relationship with the president here. I thought she was also a very soft-hearted person, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

Who knew that this time he was wrong, but in order not to make Jiang Yingliang suspicious, he had to pretend to be aggrieved: "I can't get food elsewhere, this old bone...... Maybe they'll be gone! ”

In that way, how pitiful it is, how pitiful it is, so pitiful that Zhang Wen can't help but look at it. But the strange feeling in my heart was like a fish bone choking in my throat.

Zhang Wen also took out a little broken silver and put it together, and said, "These should be enough, you can eat a lot of good meals with this money." Old man, you walk slowly, there is a stall in front of you, you can buy something to cushion first. Yingli, you don't have to worry about this matter. ”