For the first time since Bai Lian practiced several strategies, he encountered such a situation of gold and silver constraints. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ.

The little fat man's 'shooting' hunting technique started from the slingshot, he loves to play, and he is the most serious and hard-working in this 'door' course, coupled with the influence of his "father", he vows every day to learn a 'door' way.

It's also talented, and it's not long since you learn to make a birdie or 'shoot' a honeycomb, but if you really want to achieve something, you must have a regular bow and arrow.

Yang's mother's perennial hard work can only maintain their daily expenses, and she often buys some pen, ink, paper and inkstones back, so there is no surplus at all.

In layman's terms, their family is so poor that they can't afford to buy a bow or a feather arrow.

"Mother Yang, I want to embroider some 'flower' patterns to sell." Mother Yang's embroidery frame was shelved in the storage room, piled up a thick layer of dust, Bai Lian stumbled upon it when he went to look for an object, so he had a plan, her embroidery skills once reached the court, didn't he?

"This ......," Mother Yang's expression wandered a little, "then try it." ”

Bai Lian pawned the only bracelet on his body, asked Yang's mother to buy cloth and needlework back, and embroidered some of the young girl's favorite 'flower' shapes day and night, including handkerchiefs, sachets, and some fans.

"It's really beautiful," Mother Yang held a bunch of embroidery with vivid patterns and couldn't stop admiring, "The girl' is really a pair of skillful hands." "It's even better for her, it was surprising enough for a 'girl' to read and write, she can also teach children, and now she is an embroidery skill that is difficult for ordinary people to learn, I'm afraid it's not a mortal, but Yang's mother doesn't ask much.

"Mother Yang, I want to trouble you to sell it." Bai Lian knew that Jiuli Mulberry Garden was not far from the place where she fell into the water, so he didn't dare to risk running out, so he had to ask for help.

"Okay, I'll try." Although Mother Yang agreed, there was a hint of hesitation on her face, which made Bai Lian feel faintly uneasy.

This uneasiness was confirmed by the bamboo basket that came back the next day untouched.

It's impossible, there is no problem with her embroidery skills, there is no problem with the fabric, and there is no problem with the 'flower' type, it should be in line with the vision of the 'girl' child, how can she not even sell a piece.

"Girl, I'm tired of you, in this area, I'm afraid our embroidery can't be sold." Yang's mother sighed and told her an old story.

In the past, the "chaos" of the eight kings "sucked" away all the young and middle-aged, it was because Yang Zhengshan, the husband of Yang's mother, was found to be a small soldier under King Rui, and then learned through him that everyone in Jiuli Sangyuan practiced martial arts, and after the war was over, no one returned to the countryside, most people understood that it was the "selfishness" and "desire" of the people in power who harmed them, but some of them felt that it was Yang Zhengshan's fault, if it weren't for him, King Rui would not have noticed a small mulberry garden, and the one who hated Yang's mother the most was Miss Li who married into the village, she' Elope to Jiuli Mulberry Garden, not long after the good days, a disaster separated the husband and wife from each other, she had to take her young son back to her parents' house, and under the arrangement of the family, she remarried the old rich businessman.

It is said that the Li family is a side branch of the Li family, the pillar of the Jiangnan weaving industry, and the rich businessman who remarried also runs the cloth embroidery business.

Business is always with human relations, since the Li family spoke, other families took advantage of the refusal, a few times later, about the widow's unlucky rumors with evil spirits deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, since then, the things produced by Jiuli Mulberry Garden are basically no one cares, the lively and peaceful Mulberry Garden is no longer an ideal residence, resulting in most of the remarriage, some of them run away, like Yang's mother, are all mother's family, or old, even if they go back will not be accepted.

"Beware of widowhoods

The things in the 'women' village have also become widows. Just this sentence is a sharp knife in the hearts of the girls, and no matter how much they like it, they will let go.

How can this be reasonable, Bai Lian really hasn't experienced this kind of bird spirit.

The embroidery that the Queen Mother couldn't put down was defeated by nonsense rumors, but the situation was higher than people, and no matter how unwilling she was, she couldn't compete with the head snake.

Queen Mother, Queen Mother......

A vague thought flashed through my mind, as if grasping some concept.

"By the way, Queen Mother, old man." Bai Lian clapped his hands, "Mother Yang, if I sell the embroidery to the elderly, you say, will it?" She was full of anticipation.

"Maybe." Mother Yang thought about it and replied.

It must be done, Bai Lian thought secretly, she can't go out and 'show' her face, her only survivability must not be let go, but she can't just find an old lady from an ordinary person, not to mention the low consumption power, she will probably listen to rumors, and strive to find someone with a background.

She has always been very patient, and she is not in a hurry to sell around, but she is just grinding her 'sex' to listen to the wives who have heads and faces nearby.

The day does not live up to her, in a certain afternoon, let her meet the old lady Sui who went out', with her professional and humble attitude, successfully let the "temperamental" old lady Sui order the first business, her embroidery, in the next Sui Mansion package, can earn a lot of silver taels per month, enough to buy clothes and utensils for Bao'er, of course, are the most ordinary.

"Bao'er, what are you thinking?" Bai Lian and Mother Yang happily finished discussing, only to find that the little fat man looked thoughtful.

"Mother, is this a peak turn?" His white and tender 'flesh' and 'meat' squeezed his facial features, and only a pair of clear eyes were blazing, with a sense of 'desire'.

"Yes," Bai Lian nodded, there were some surprises and surprises, Bao'er is not useless, he is a little sensitive, and his thinking turns quickly, but sometimes his heart is too wide, and he will feel loose.

After that, Bai Lian deliberately told him fables, modern reverse marketing stories, and let him express his opinions after telling them.

The spoiled child since he was a child has one thing that is worth affirming, he is particularly confident, no matter how tricky the questions raised by Bai Lian are, he dares to answer, he speaks with his own ideas, he will never be indecisive, he is too straightforward and too fast, it is not suitable in the future workplace, but now, she does not plan to change him.

Due to the hard practice of martial arts, in just one year, Bao'er's weight has dropped sharply, and she can no longer be called a little fat man.

Bao'er, who can clearly see his facial features, is five or six points similar to Bai Lian, he is a picturesque little boy, plus he is already tall, Bai Lian suddenly has a feeling that my family has grown up at the beginning of the year.

Even if the coarse cloth is short, it is difficult to stop the heroic posture of the young man when he walks.

Wiping off the sweat, walking over to draw the bow, set up arrows, aiming, 'shooting', poof, hit the red heart, Bao'er's whole set of actions in one go, handsome.

Bai Lian smiled lightly in the shade of the tree.

Bao'er Bao'er, this nickname has been called for so many years, but he is about to participate in the children's exam, and it is time to take a big name.

"Xiao Shanshui, Bao'er will be called this name in the future, the good is like water, the water is good for all things without fighting, although it is not disputed, no one can do without it." Bai Lian 'touched' and 'touched' his head.

"Thank you, mother." Bao'er solemnly bowed.

The original owner, Yang Bailian, has been waiting for Xiao Yinan to come back to take her son's name, but she can't wait.