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Liu Qingyan received the scar removal cream handed over by Ling Mofeng, and for a while, her heart was mixed, and she thought about it again and again, and finally came together into a sentence, "Is his business very troublesome?" The tone was flat, I couldn't hear what the emotion was, but it was like I was caring about a very ordinary friend.

Ling Mofeng looked at the face behind the white veil, and his tone was relaxed, "It's just that the Fang family suddenly cut off the supply of cloth and caught him off guard, he has already taken some precautions, and he can deal with it." ”

Liu Qingyan said quietly: "Lord Ling, your biggest shortcoming is that you can't lie, often the easier you say, the more serious the situation."

Ling Mofeng was dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "Really? How I don't feel it. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qingyan's mouth, and she said playfully: "Okay, tell me the truth." I never thought to blame him, as a good friend, shouldn't I care? ”

"Alas!" Ling Mofeng let out a long sigh, and then the actual situation was revealed.

Xiao Qi encountered something really tricky this time, the Fang family suddenly cut off all the supply of goods, the Xiao family's auspicious cloth village soon became semi-commercial, his textile workshops are only small and medium-sized, although the quality is passable, but the output is far from supply.

With such a big mistake, people within the family naturally would not miss the great opportunity, and they accused Xiao Qi of being unworthy of being the helmsman of the family anymore and asked him to give way.

Liu Qingyan was silent for a while, and said in a calm tone: "If he fails, you can tell me." ”

"Okay." Ling Mofeng let out a long sigh and said, "Brother Xiao can get such a red face as you, and it is not in vain to have this life." It's a pity that providence makes people, if ......"

"There aren't so many ifs in life." Liu Qingyan cut off his words with a faint smile.

Ling Mofeng understood what Liu Qingyan meant, shook his head with a wry smile, and left.

Sending Ling Mofeng away, Liu Qingyan went back to the room and took off the gauze hat, sat in front of the dressing table and stared at the figure in the bronze mirror for a long time, then sighed in a low voice, took out a box of scar removal cream and opened it, picked out some fine sand and applied it to the scars.

The light brown translucent paste exudes the fragrance of a variety of herbs, which she doesn't know, but some of them are not ordinary.

Since then, Liu Qingyan rarely goes out except for an occasional trip to the workshop, and spends her days in the room drawing pictures that others don't know what to do.

After a month or so, Ling Mofeng sent Liu Qingyan a wooden box again, but did not mention Xiao Qi's matter, but brought the news that Fang Yan had committed suicide in prison.

Although Fang Yanleng's personality is paranoid and tyrannical, she is a pampered lady after all, her willpower is extremely weak, where can she stand the itchy feeling when the wound heals, and no one cares about her in the prison, the scabs are scratched off, the wounds are festering and pus and emitting a foul smell, coupled with the despair of not seeing anyone to rescue her for a long time, she finally can't stand it and bite her tongue and commit suicide.

The saddest thing is that the yamen spread the news of Fang Yan's cold death to Qingzhou, and the Fang family just sent a subordinate to bury it hastily, unwilling to bring it back and defile the family cemetery.

People die and complain, Liu Qingyan just smiled indifferently when she heard the news, she didn't have joy or hatred and didn't pity, people always have to pay for their mistakes, but the payment method is different.

This year's snow fell earlier than usual, the weather was bad, most people hid in their houses to warm themselves, and there were few pedestrians on the streets, and a few were wrapped up in clothes and hurried in the cold wind of snowflakes.

A gorgeous woman about thirty years old came out of Tongjitang, looked up at the snowflakes in the sky, gritted her teeth, hugged the medicine bag in her arms and rushed into the snow.

The woman was only looking down and hurrying away, when suddenly, out of nowhere, some little beggars of eleven or twelve years old came straight at her and knocked her into the air.

The little beggars picked up the medicine bag from the woman's hand and quickly disappeared into the snowstorm.

The woman sat in the snow, slapping the snowflakes on the ground with her hands and howling: "A group of wild cubs thundered and cracked the wild cubs, and even robbed the old lady of the medicine to treat the flowers and willows, which was bought by the old lady's last life-saving money, and you all ate it and died of blood." ”

There are a few medicinal herbs in the prescription for curing flowers and willows, and the price is not cheap, and the beggars grab them and then take them to other pharmacies to sell, and they can also exchange them for a few dollars to satisfy their stomachs.

The woman's screams spread through the wind and snow, and passers-by cast disdainful glances.

The little beggars ran to a secluded alley and handed the medicine bag to a handsome young man in a white fur-collared cloak.

"Take it to the pharmacy and sell it, buy more steamed buns to eat." The young man did not answer, and took out a few pieces of silver and distributed them to the little beggar.

The little beggars took the money and went away with a shout of joy.

The young man looked at the snowflakes that kept falling in the sky, and the thin corners of his lips slowly curved upward.

This snow is so big that it buries everything, and some things will die in silence in this snowfall, while others will wake up and regain their vitality in the spring breeze of the coming year.

Shi Wei and his party only came back at the beginning of the lunar month, and they didn't speak after learning what happened during this time, but one of the largest textile workshops in the Fang family caught fire for no reason on Chinese New Year's Eve and burned to the ground.

Spring butterflies flutter in the spring buds, and spring bees buzz in love with spring buds.

In February, when the earth warms up, it is the season when the pear blossoms in the garden are full of smoke and rain, and a pair of young men and women hold hands and walk in the pear blossom forest.

"Little thing, you're over fifteen years old, shouldn't we get married?"

"No, I can't wait until all my farmhouse is built."

"Ah, that's not like it's going to take two years." The man stared at the large area of land, and there were already many people busy. He thought in his heart that he had to find a way to end the construction period quickly.

After the two returned from the pear orchard, the ruffians who were wandering around the city disappeared at once, and they were all coerced by someone to move bricks to the construction site to do hard labor.

Since then, the protection fee has been collected in Yuxi County, and there have been a lot fewer people who have been secretly abducted, and there have been many more carpenters, masons and other talents.

However, Liu Qingyan finally couldn't stand someone's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and promised to get married in the fall.

The wedding date was set for mid-September, and the night before the marriage, Liu Qingyan was about to go to bed, when Xie slipped in with a wooden box wrapped in red cloth, "This is the dowry of the mother, and now it will be passed on to you, you take it first, and open it when no one is there." ”

"What kind of dowry is still mysterious." Liu Qingyan took the box and curiously wanted to open it to find out.

Xie slapped her hand vigorously, glared at her with disgust and said: "I said that I will see you move when there is no one, this is the dowry that every woman will have when she gets married, and if you give birth to a daughter in the future, you will pass it on to her." ”

Liu Qingyan scratched her head and asked, "Does sister-in-law also have such a dowry?" ”

"Definitely." Xie Shi sat down on the edge of the bed, suddenly his eyes turned red, and he choked up: "Two years ago, you said that you were not in a hurry to find your mother-in-law's family, and you were going to get married in a blink of an eye, and your mother was really reluctant." ”

Liu Qingyan's heart was also sour, and she sat down next to Xie Shi in the past, wrapped her hands around her waist, and put her chin on her shoulder, "Mother, thank you for giving me the second and third life, if it weren't for your hard work, my daughter wouldn't know where she was at this time." ”

Xie Shi took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears, laughing with tears, "You are such a stupid child, my mother gave birth to you once, where did you come from the second and third times." ”

"The second time was when I fell overboard." Liu Qingyan let go of her hand, snapped her fingers and said, "The third time was last year when my wounds healed and my whole body was itchy. At that time, I really didn't want to live, and it was all thanks to my mother holding me and untying me, and I survived. As he spoke, tears began to fall.

Xie Shiyou was busy wiping her tears, "Silly child, you are the meat that fell from your mother's body, when your mother sees her daughter suffering, how can you not feel distressed and take care of it." ”

He said: "Okay, tomorrow is a day of great joy, and you should be happy." Hengyu's child's affection for you over the years, my mother knows in her heart, and she will not let you be wronged when she marries, and her mother will be at ease in the future. ”

"Mother, I can't bear you." Liu Qingyan sobbed and threw herself into Xie's arms.

Xie Shi stroked her back and said with a smile: "If you are reluctant, you live on the same street, and after you get married, you will come over every morning and go back in the evening." ”

The mother and daughter waited until late at night before Xie went back to the room to rest.

After Liu Qingyan waited for Xie to leave, she couldn't stand the drive of curiosity and opened the "dowry" package.

There was nothing in the wooden box, but there was a picture on the lid of a man and a woman doing something shameful. The style of painting is very obscure, the picture is very blurry, and you can vaguely see that it is just two people stacked on top of each other.

"I thought it was some amazing baby, it turned out to be Zhang Chungong Map!" Liu Qingyan sneered.

Seeing such a special form of premarital education for the ancients, her deep desire came to the surface again, and she fell asleep with the intention of realizing the conspiracy to knock someone down tomorrow.

When she woke up, it was the happy day of her marriage.

After breakfast, Liu Qingyan bathed, wore wedding clothes, opened her face, and finally combed her hair and makeup under the arrangement of many people.

When she was bathing, she stroked the very shallow scars on her body, remembering that she hadn't seen Xiao Qi for a whole year. In the past year, thanks to the scar removal cream that Xiao Qi kept sending, the scars faded so well that the face was almost invisible.

"One comb to the end, two combs to the eyebrows, three combs to the children and grandchildren...... Mrs. Zhu is the top of Mrs. Zhu, while combing the mouth of the auspicious words of combing hair.

waited for the hair to be good and put on makeup, which immediately attracted a round of praise.

"I said a long time ago that my sister's appearance will not lose to me, and my sister still doesn't recognize it, let's see, is this the case." Zhu Hongyu has just finished confinement for a few days, and her figure is plumper than before, with a little more woman's charm and more radiance.

"I'm the biggest today, of course you said that, I'm still a little self-aware." Liu Qingyan winked at herself in the mirror.

Well, it looks pretty good.

She just wanted to take a few more looks, when a phoenix crown was placed on her head, followed by a hijab.

When the auspicious time arrived, the sedan chair, the distance of a street, and finally went around half the city.

Wearing a big red flower on his head, carrying a big red robe, a big red flower on his chest, the groom official who was proud of the spring breeze, walked on the road to happiness.