Three days later, at the Suzhou Creek Wharf, Jiang Hongsheng boarded the boat and set off, making Zhou cry like a tearful person.

Aunt Zhou stood beside the second master, looking at the people who came to see him off, and her face became more and more proud.

Hmph, no matter how capable you Gu is, you can't go to Yangzhou with a fox.

Jiang Yuanhang and Jiang Xinshan stood on both sides, condescendingly looking at the people who saw them off, thinking that their father only took their brother and sister to take office, and the pride in their hearts arose.

Gu Yuzhen watched with a cold face, her expression unchanged, and she supported the heartbroken Zhou, her eyes were like a lake, deep and calm.

Seeing the virtues of the mother and son, Chen sneered again and again, didn't bother to take a look, and only turned around to talk to his son and daughter!

……

Jiang Fu sent Jiang Er Ye away, and it was suddenly very quiet.

The old lady was caught in the cold wind on the day of the send-off, and she was bedridden to recuperate. The two daughters-in-law took turns to wait, please ask for the pulse, serve tea and pass medicine, and it took half a month to be fine.

The Gu family not only manages the house, but also takes care of his son, and has to wait in front of the old lady, so he has no time to be sad. If she is free, there is always her sister-in-law Chen who brings her two daughters over to talk. Other families are all in trouble, but the two of them get along very well.

The so-called enemy of the enemy is the friend, and this is true.

Chen didn't like Zhou Xiuyue, but he admired Gu Yuzhen, who had a soft temperament. Gu is low-key and humble, even if he is a family, he is the same as before, he knows a few words, and he is a good woman. Compared with Zhou Xiuyue, Chen only felt that it was pleasing to the eye.

Gu Yuzhen was happy when she saw her two nieces because her daughter was not around, and she only treated her as her own daughter, but if she had some delicious and fun, she did her best with her two nieces first, but left her son behind.

Xinyue, Xinyue can feel the affection of her aunt, and she is getting closer and closer to her. For a time, the two rooms of the Jiang Mansion lived in harmony.

……

Beijing, moonlit night.

Under the osmanthus tree in a small house in Mao'er Hutong, a middle-aged beautiful woman looked sad and stood still for a long time.

In the middle of the night, a young man walked out of the west wing, gently put on a cloak on the woman, and hugged the woman's shoulder.

The young man coaxed in a low voice: "Mother, the night is cool, hurry back to the house!" ”

The beautiful woman couldn't hide the pain in her eyes, and said sadly: "I don't know what happened to your father?" ”

The young man coaxed: "Didn't the second brother say in the letter brought by someone that my father went back to the ancestral house and had an illness, and now he is all cured." Mother didn't have to worry about him. If you really can't rest assured, it's not impossible to quietly deliver a letter. ”

The beautiful woman shook her head and said, "No, he has paid too much for me and our Xu family over the years." The farther away from him at this time, the safer he will be. ”

The young man patted the beautiful woman on the shoulder and sighed softly.

The mother and son stood quietly for a moment, and then helped them back to the house.

……

Jiang Xinyao's current life is very regular.

In the morning, I followed the old man to write, read books, and listen to lectures. In the afternoon, I followed the embroidery girl, and the girl was red. Reading and writing, it's not a problem, this female celebrity can take Jiang Xinyao's life.

For people who even nailed a button crookedly in their previous life, to embroider mandarin ducks playing in the water, flowers, birds, fish and insects on the brocade cloth, just like a primary school student going to take the college entrance examination, it is driving an ox cart to pull dung - to death.

Forgive Xin Yao for saying foul words just now. Because she felt that if she had to fight the cloth again, she would soon bleed from seven holes and die of exhaustion.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Xiao Xinyao, if you want to blame God, she has everything in her mind, except for the needle and thread. What's more, how can life be perfect? There is always a little regret that she Jiang Xinyao can't do all the brushes.

So when Li's mother secretly entered the house for the tenth time, just to see if the young lady had embroidered a bamboo leaf after working for a long time, Jiang Xinyao couldn't bear it, threw the needle and thread in her hand a few times, and said bitterly to Song Yun, the embroidery girl who was sitting in front of her, leisurely drinking tea and eating snacks: "Aunt Song, I am the official master and got off the sedan chair." ”

Song Yun said expressionlessly: "What do you say?" ”

"No! Aunt Song, I don't want to learn anymore, there is an embroidery girl at home, why do you need me to learn this? Besides, I don't have that talent! ”

Song Yun elegantly ate the last bite of snack, took a sip of tea and rinsed her mouth, dusted off her sleeves, slowly stood up, plopped, knelt in front of Jiang Xinyao, and cried shockingly.

"Miss, you have to study hard, if you don't study hard, the master will deduct my salary. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child at home, and they all live on wages! Miss, you're trying to force me to die! It doesn't matter if I'm dead......"

"It doesn't matter if you die, your eighty-year-old mother, a three-year-old child won't survive! I said Aunt Song, can you change the way, why don't you say something fresh? Jiang Xinyao helped Song Xiuniang up.

Song Xiuniang, full name Song Yun, today Chinese New Year's Eve, from Qingyang Town. Because of the early death of her husband, she took her mother-in-law and children to embroider for a living. Only this mother-in-law is fifty and five this year, and the three-year-old child is now a thirteen-year-old and a half-year-old.

"Miss, since you want to listen to something fresh, Aunt Song, I'll tell you something fresh today, after listening, if Miss still doesn't want to learn, I'll go to Master Jiang and talk about it!"

Song Yun saw that Xin Yao's oil and salt did not enter, so she decided to use a killer move.

Jiang Xinyao looked like she was listening to her, that is, she didn't say it was good, and she didn't say it was bad!

"Miss, do you know what a woman wants in this life? It's nothing more than marrying a good man. Marry a man, marry a man, dress and eat. But not everyone eats this meal well, there are always people who have a hard life. I am the one who suffers! ”

Jiang Xinyao saw her howling again, and she was very disapproving.

Song Yun gritted her teeth and said, "I've been unable to sit still since I was a child. My character, Miss is a smart person, and I can see a lot in the past two days. I married into the Liu family at the age of fifteen, honored my in-laws, waited for my husband and sister-in-law, and gave birth to Heng'er two years later, which is the leather boy of my family. The Liu family has a few acres of thin fields, and there is a garment shop in Qingyang Town. ”

Xin Yao was slowly attracted to the past, and listened quietly in the present!

"One year, the shop recruited embroidery girls, and there was a ** with particularly good craftsmanship, and she was also beautiful. Her embroidered clothes can always be sold for a few pennies more. came and went, hooked up with my family, and wanted to admit her into the door. I don't want to! ”

Xin Yao couldn't help but intercept her words and asked, "Aunt Yun, why don't you want to?" ”

Song Yun sighed lightly, and said with red eyes: "When he got married, he swore to the sky, saying that he would only live with me in this life, and only be good to me." But within a few years, everything has changed, how can you make me willing, miss! ”

Xin Yao shook her head, what if she was unwilling?

He said that this ** person is pretty, and the craftsmanship is good, and the shop can't do without her, and he is afraid that he won't be able to keep people, so accepting her is the best way. I didn't agree, so he took the ** to live in the shop and didn't come back. The two old ones in the family don't give me a good look. As soon as my heart is horizontal, won't I embroider a few flowers, I will learn. That's when I learned the craft. ”

Song Yun looked at her hands and forced her tears back.

"I went to the shop to find him and told him that what the ** can do, I can also do. He didn't even look at me, and said, 'Look at your appearance, and then look at your hands, are your hands comparable to hers?' ’”

Xin Yao walked over, gently stroked Song Yun's rough hand, and looked at her distressedly.

Song Yun finally couldn't help it and wiped her tears: "I'm at their house, waiting for the family like an old mother, tired and hard. When a man is old and his hands are thick, he dislikes me. Ay! I also figured it out, this man, when he likes you, he treats you as a treasure; With a new love, it is superfluous to look at you. I took my son back to my parents' house to live, and did my own work to support myself, and no one was angry. ”

Jiang Xinyao gave Song Yun a thumbs up in her heart. If you are ruthless, I will leave, I am afraid there are not many women in the world who can be as decisive as Song Yun!

"If you want to say that this retribution is really fast. It didn't take long for the ** to roll up all the money in the shop, run away with a foreigner, and the shop was secretly sold by her. My family vomited blood right away. My sister-in-law cried and begged me, but I didn't say a word, but took my son and went back to see him. He was so skinny that he lost his shape, and he went in a few months. ”

Tears flashed in Song Yun's eyes.

"My father-in-law followed his son a year after he left. My mother-in-law couldn't afford to get sick. I became a family member and treated my mother-in-law. I work in the fields during the day and embroider at night. Two years later, the debt was paid off, and the family was relieved. ”

Xin Yao took Song Yun's hand, her heart sour.

Song Yun shrugged her shoulders and laughed at herself: "Miss, this man wants to change his mind, he is a bachelor with wealth - there is no turning back!" We women are tired. If you have a good life, find a reliable man, and you have to look at his face to live, after a long time, maybe one day you will change your mind; If your life is not good, let alone that day. ”

Xin Yao called softly: "Aunt Song! ”

"There is a way to rely on the mountains, rely on everyone to run, and rely on no one is better than relying on yourself. Now that I think about it, thanks to the fact that I was strong at that time, I had to compete with the **, fight for this breath, and learn needlework day and night, and now I rely on this craft to survive. ”

Song Yun in turn held Xin Yao's hand in her palm, and said leisurely: "Miss, you have a good life, and you are born in such a family." But one day, I have to get married, and I have to look at people's faces to live, and when my in-laws see that you are red, they will look down at you. Besides, men's underwear should never be directed at other women. I was looking at the clothes made of ** and he was wearing them close-to-body, and I knew that this man would not look back. ”

Jiang Xinyao sighed, shook her head, and said, "Aunt Song, with your strength, your life will not be bad." No matter how rough your hands are, you can still find someone who knows your heart. I didn't learn from you to make clothes and pants for men, nor did I want others to look up to me, but because I liked a woman like you who dared to do things. ”

Song Yun sneered embarrassedly: "Miss told me like a flower, I, I don't ask for any confidants, I just want to live without grievances." How many years can a person live happily? Song Yun, I have a happy day, I will live happily for a day, eat with my ability, and I don't look at anyone's face! ”

Mother Li was beside her, wiping tears from her eyes.

Since then, Jiang Xinyao has followed Aunt Song wholeheartedly to learn from her daughter, three hours a day, no matter how hard and tired she is, she never has a word.

Within a month or two, there was growth, at least the plum blossoms embroidered on the handkerchief were plum blossoms, and the bamboo was bamboo.

After hearing this, Master Jiang stroked his gray beard and said to Jiang Fu: "My granddaughter, although she is a little ruffian, her heart is firm, and she will only succeed in what she recognizes." ”

Jiang Fu listened and rolled his eyes silently. I thought, sir, you don't know that your granddaughter is a bad belly. My Taoism in the past few decades can be planted in her hands.

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