Liu Qiao'er on the side happened to hear her muttering.

"Mianmian, do you want to buy silk to make clothes?" Liu Qiao'er asked curiously.

Although this silk is a rare thing, now that the Jiang family is rich, it is not a big deal to buy it to wear it.

Especially when the summer is approaching, the silk clothes are light and cool, much better than ordinary cotton and linen.

Liu Qiaoer had seen her sister's in-laws once before, and she was worn by her brother-in-law Liu Zhiwen.

Everyone sweats, but he is dry.

She's envious!

But when I went to inquire about the price, I learned that a piece of cloth cost ten taels of silver, so I was scared away.

Obediently, in the past, ten taels of silver was enough for them to earn for seven or eight years!

But now listening to Jiang Zhimian's muttering, Liu Qiao'er was thinking, otherwise, when the next salary was paid, she would buy a horse for Mianmian.

Make a set of clothes, and the rest can be made into a belly pocket for the sister-in-law to wear.

Wear it in the summer, it is not easy to cover the prickly heat.

But Jiang Zhimian shook his head, "No, it's not used to make clothes." ”

"That'...... Is it used to make handkerchiefs or purses? Liu Qiao'er asked again.

"No, forget it, second aunt, don't worry about it, I just talk about it casually, whether it's useful or not, don't toss."

Hearing this, Liu Qiao'er sighed and didn't ask any further.

After the three brothers of the Jiang family moved the boxes to the backyard, everyone dispersed to sleep.

Only Mrs. Jiang slept very unsteadily.

My mind is full of thoughts.

What is her baby Mianmian going to exchange for these things, and what if the owner of the left village refuses?

No, no, the owner of the left village can come to the door to apologize, how can he refuse?

But what if that unlucky lady has to stir up?

Why don't she go with her tomorrow?

Countless question marks swirled wildly in her mind, so much so that the next morning, Mrs. Jiang had two big dark circles under her eyes.

It's like being beaten.

got up from the mahogany carved bed, didn't bother to wash his face, and went directly to Jiang Zhimian's house.

"Mianmian, you open the door, it's me, grandma to discuss something with you."

The room was silent, and no one responded.

Mrs. Jiang continued to knock on the door, "Mianmian, Grandma has thought about it carefully, or I'll go with you, it's best if nothing happens, but if they make things difficult for you, Grandma will help you bear it, when I was young, I never lost a fight with those girls." ”

"Mianmian? Did you hear me, I'm in! ”

Just as he was about to push the door in, Zhu Ruyi, who was passing by with a washbasin, stopped, "Mother, what are you doing here?" ”

"Do you give Mianmian a face wash? Alright, I'll bring it in. Old Mrs. Jiang reached out to pick it up.

Zhu Ruyi was stunned, "Mianmian has washed her face, and besides, she has gone out, hasn't she?" Is it back again? ”

What?

When I opened the door, the room was empty, and the quilt on the bed was folded squarely.

Where is Jiang Zhimian......

The little old lady beat her chest angrily, and wailed in her heart, "It's over, if Mianmian is bullied, I will die in the future, how can I explain to the Queen Mother." ”

Zhu Ruyi naturally couldn't hear the voice in her heart.

was startled by her, and quickly put down the basin to help.

finally helped Mrs. Jiang back to the house to rest, turned around and began to sigh in her heart.

This Mianmian is really like a god, saying that if you hear the sound of knocking on the door, you will go over and take a look, and you must gently persuade Mrs. Jiang.

Look, it's exactly the same as Mianmian's score!