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Chapter 63

A man in charge who was walking behind Meng Yuanzhou caught a glimpse of Du Ruo standing on the bridge, his face changed greatly, and he immediately lifted his robe and stepped forward and reprimanded sharply: "Female worker under whom are you?!" What are you walking around in the village without working?! ”

The person in charge of this matter is called Li Jian, Du Ruo recognizes it, why is he so strict? However, he still replied respectfully: "I work under Aunt Zheng, and I told Meng Ye about the album the day before yesterday, and I came to ask Meng Ye to take a look at it today." ”

Li Jian glanced at her carefully, and saw that her expression was calm and there was no panic or suspicion, so he turned to look at Meng Yuanzhou who came over, "Master, this female worker said that she came to find you." ”

Du Ruo bowed to Meng Yuanzhou.

Meng Yuanzhou walked unhurriedly, his eyes turned on Du Ruo, and then looked at Old Man Meng and Meng Xiuwen not far away, and walked past Du Ruo without stopping.

Seeing that Meng Yuanzhou didn't say anything, Li Zhangshi couldn't help glaring at Du Ruo.

"How's your album?" Meng Yuanzhou walked a few steps and suddenly asked.

Realizing that he was talking to her, Du Ruo hurriedly followed and replied, "It's already been drawn, please take a look at it." She stepped forward and handed over the numbered piece of paper in her hand.

Meng Yuanzhou took the drawing paper, stood on the edge of the bridge railing, looked down slightly, glanced at Du Ruo in surprise, and handed the drawing paper to Li Zhangshi.

"Not bad!" He gave a thumbs up, and walked forward.

Hope faintly rose in Du Ruo's heart, but seeing that he left after only saying two words, she hesitated for a moment, so she had to follow cheekily.

What does Meng Ye mean? Is it for her to take over the job or is it just that?

Seeing her following, Meng Ye didn't say anything, Li Zhangshi looked at her frequently, but he didn't know whether to open his mouth and let her go back.

Old Man Meng led Meng Xiuwen to meet him, Meng Xiuwen's eyes and nose were red, and he was crying very sadly with his mouth open, he wanted to break away from Old Man Meng's hand, but his little hand was tightly clenched.

Seeing Meng Yuanzhou, Old Man Meng sighed and let go of his grandson's hand, "Xiuwen, your father is back, don't cry!" ”

As soon as he was relieved, Meng Xiuwen ran towards Meng Yuanzhou crying, ran to him and hugged his legs with open hands, buried his face deep in his legs, kept rubbing around, crying louder and more aggrieved.

Meng Yuanzhou's eyes flashed with distress, but he stood there without moving, his face still calm.

Du Ruo stood aside and couldn't stand it, but he also knew that he had no room for beaking, and some things that should not be said must not be said.

"Don't cry, what did you learn from Mr. today?" Meng Yuanzhou lowered his head and asked him.

"Where did grandfather take you?"

"Don't you want to fly a kite? Would you like to let Mincer take you? ”

Regarding Meng Yuanzhou's words, Meng Xiuwen didn't say anything, just hugged his legs and cried loudly.

Meng Yuanzhou seemed to be impatient, and glanced ahead with a gloomy expression.

The slaves who followed immediately fell to their knees and bowed their heads.

"A few of you will pull the young master away! Let him stay here alone for a while, and no one will pay attention to him, and when he is finished crying, he will stop. Meng Yuanzhou said.

Two or three slaves got up and stepped forward, and had to break Meng Xiuwen's hand and carry him to the other side.

Meng Yuanzhou said to Old Man Meng again: "Father, I have something to say to you." As soon as he turned around, he saw Du Ruo standing on the side, and added: "Du Shi, you also follow." ”

Meng Yuanzhou and Old Man Meng walked in front, Du Ruo followed behind, walking and looking back, the slaves who had followed Meng Xiuwen before listened to Meng Xiuwen's orders, and really hid far away, leaving Meng Xiuwen standing alone at the head of the stone arch bridge, with his back to her, sobbing and choking, and his shoulders kept shaking.

Walking to Biyun Pavilion, she was temporarily left outside, and Meng Yuanzhou and Old Man Meng went in to talk about things first.

Du Ruo stood there looking at the surrounding rockery promenade, the strange trees and flowers, and the pavilions from far and near, waiting patiently.

Meng Ye must have something to do when she asked her to come over, otherwise he would have let her go after seeing the drawing paper at that time.

Inside Biyun Pavilion.

Old Man Meng's face was solemn, he kept brushing his gray beard, and finally said after a long time: "The errand of the court is not easy to do, so why bother to set yourself on fire?" Since you took over the embroidery village, I will no longer be in charge, but what you have done, I know very well, I have long advised you to stop, but you are deeply stuck in the mud and obsessed, otherwise Tang Li will not ......"

Old Man Meng didn't say the rest of the words, his brows furrowed into two pimples, and he was very sad.

"Father, don't worry, you just have to enjoy the blessings, I have my own discretion in my heart, if I can really do the business in the palace, Yunshui Embroidery Village will be even more famous in the future. Today's embroidery village is no longer the previous embroidery village, business people take risks is a common thing, how can the wealth of the family be easy to get? There are people in the palace to take care of it, and things should be much easier. Meng Yuanzhou said.

Seeing that he had a firm idea, Old Man Meng would not change it easily as before, so he had no choice but to say: "No matter what you do, you must leave a way back for yourself, and you must think about it for Xiuwen, otherwise what kind of face will you have to meet your ancestors and ancestors in the future?" With that, he got up and walked outside with a heavy expression.

After Old Man Meng left, his subordinates asked Du Ruo to go in.

"What does Master Meng command?" Du Ruo asked.

Meng Yuanzhou got up, walked up to her with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Sit down!" I've seen the paper, and your ideas and ways of drawing are really ingenious, but I'm not interested in the business of neighboring countries for the time being! ”

He walked to the chair opposite her and sat down, tapped his fingers on the table, and then said: "Although the embroidery village receives large orders, but it has always been tailor-made, there are ready-to-wear stores everywhere in the city, scattered, it will hinder the business of the embroidery village, if you want to make money, it is better to focus on the rich, the album will be painted according to the share you gave me today, twelve dresses, choose the best to paint, when will it be completed?" ”

Du Ruo was overjoyed, calculated carefully, and said, "If you hurry up, you need to wait for about six days." ”

"Okay."

"Then I'll quit ......"

was about to turn around and go out, but heard Meng Yuanzhou say again: "You learned the art of painting from Mr. Song?" ”

Du Ruo nodded yes.

He smiled and said, "No wonder Master Wu praised Mr. Song in front of me, he really has some talent, okay, you can step down!" ”

Walking out of Biyun Pavilion, Du Ruoxin said, since he was not interested in the business of neighboring countries, why did he let her organize the album?

But since I have money to earn, I don't want to do that much. said that it was completed in six days, but in fact, it was faster, and it was done in four days, she just didn't want people to feel that they were doing it easily.

On the way back, she still passed the stone bridge, and down the stone steps from the bridge, she saw Meng Xiuwen sitting on the edge of the bottom stone steps, leaning against the bridge pillars, still twitching quietly, and the little people were nested together, which was pitiful and pitying.

Those subordinates got Meng Yuanzhou's orders, and they really didn't dare to step forward to appease him, but just stood far away and watched this side.

She hurriedly walked down to his side and shouted, 'Little Master'.

Meng Xiuwen glanced up at her, his eyes were red like rabbits, he snorted, turned his head to look at the other side, as if he didn't want to be seen crying.

"Who you off?" Du Ruo asked softly.

"Do you miss your mother?"

"Isn't your mother back?"

Listening to Du Ruo's words, Meng Xiuwen immediately stopped crying, turned his head to look at her carefully, and judged whether what she said was true or false.

"I heard that your mother is back, and I think you can't think about it, but when I saw you crying, she left again." Du Ruo made up a lie.

"You're a liar...... said, his eyes filled with tears again, and his hands fiddled with the corners of his clothes.

"Don't cry anymore, be careful that she will see you next time, she won't want to see you again in the future." Du Ruo said again, "Even if your mother wants to come back, but your father sees that you cry so much, and he is always temperamental, he is afraid that you will disturb your mother's rest and recuperation, so he didn't let her come back." ”

"I don't believe it......," Meng Xiuwen said, but his crying stopped.

"Why don't you talk to your father later, and say that you want to write a letter to your mother, and the letter says that you will stop crying and will be obedient, and she will come back when she sees the letter." Du Ruo smiled and touched his head.

This child is very coaxing and so well-behaved, she is really afraid that she will say so much and make his temper more restrained in the future.

"Okay." He thought for a moment and stood up from the stone steps, "Then I'll go find Daddy now!" ”

Du Ruo also stood up, slapped his robe a few times, and helped him tidy up the cuffs of his shirt before saying, "You run slower, don't worry, your father is in Biyun Pavilion." ”

"Hmm!" He couldn't wait to run towards the bridge.

A few subordinates standing not far away saw that the little young master ran away, and they also chased after him suspiciously.

Du Ruo walked in the direction of the Shangong Building.

In Biyun Pavilion, Meng Yuanzhou sat on a chair, holding his son in his arms, bowing his head to listen to his urn sound and apologize to himself in a nasal voice.

"Daddy, I know it's wrong, you teach me to write a letter to my mother!" Meng Xiuwen said.

"Who told you that?" Meng Yuanzhou asked.

"Du Ruo."

It's her? Meng Yuanzhou's eyes seemed to be smiling, and the movements of holding his son were very gentle, "What else did she tell you?" ”

"Just say that my mother left because I cried my nose and left, let me be obedient."

"Okay, come with me, I'll teach you to write letters, what are you going to write?" Meng Yuanzhou put him down and led him towards the back of the bookcase.

"What did Daddy say I wrote?"

"If you want to say anything, I'll help you write it, but if you want to write it yourself, your mother will be happier to read it, and by the way, let her see how well you practice." Meng Yuanzhou said with a smile.

After Du Ruo returned to the Shangong Building, he first told Aunt Zheng about the situation and told her what Meng Ye told him to do.

Aunt Zheng had a flattering smile on her face, praised her vigorously, and asked Meng Ye what she wanted her to do with her paintings.