Rao is no matter how calm Song Ju'an is, when he heard her words, there were many doubts in his heart, and his eyes looking at her deepened, and he could always hear some 'clever words' from her mouth recently.

"How can you help?" He asked.

Li Shi was also surprised, thinking that she was messing around, and was about to say the words of refusal, Du Ruo hurriedly said: "Auntie, I cut a few embroidery samples, you can see if it is useful, they are all festive styles!" ”

After listening to Mrs. Wang at home about the Su family's eldest daughter Su Qingniang getting married, Du Ruo had the idea of selling embroidery samples.

Before she came, she was mentally prepared.

Everyone looked at what she was holding in her hand, and even if Li didn't believe that she could cut out anything good, she wanted to see it because of her curiosity.

Seeing that everyone had completely lifted off her file just now, Pan Shi couldn't hold his breath, squeezed forward, clapped his hands and said loudly: "Look! Du Rulan doesn't steal, doesn't be lazy, and doesn't peek at men taking a bath! Do you believe it?! Song Ju'an, you just watched your mother-in-law messing around here! If you don't take it home, don't scare the child when you get crazy later! ”

The crowd burst out laughing.

Song Ju'an's face was gloomy and uncertain, his eyes fell on Du Ruo's body, and he didn't pay attention to Pan's clamor at all.

Su Mingyang's mother, Li Shi, took the embroidery sample in Du Ruo's hand, and glanced at Pan impatiently.

As soon as she received it, she glanced at it, laughed, and asked Du Ruo: "Is this really cut by you?" Did you draw it? ”

Du Ruo nodded.

"I don't believe it, did your mother-in-law find someone else's embroidery to draw it? I haven't seen these styles, borrowed from other villages? ”

"It's really me who drew and cut, if your aunt doesn't believe it, you can ask An Lang!" She glanced at Song Ju'an.

To be honest, she didn't have confidence a few days ago, others praised her, she didn't care, she just thought it wasn't too difficult, she still had some foundation, and she made some money. Maybe others can do better, but after going to Zhou Ning's mother-in-law's house, she felt that she was really good at cutting.

The women in the village have little knowledge and lack imagination, and often someone draws a simple embroidery pattern, and after cutting, several people in the village borrow and borrow it, pass it around, put the ready-made embroidery sample on the paper to draw, and then cut it, and copy it in this stupid way. And she has gone to college, specialized training, practiced countless days and nights, does not worry about painting, and can slowly exercise in cutting, which is much better than others.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and there are also skilled people in ancient times, if she turns around and meets someone who specializes in this, she will probably have to close her tail. But she still has an inexplicable trust in herself.

Song Ju'an nodded at the Li family who looked over, and said, "These are made by Rulan, aunt." ”

Du Ruo thought that he would feel embarrassed and scolded her angrily, but Song Ju'an was unhappy and calm.

It just so happened that the mute Sister Qiao was also watching other people's work in the Su family, and when she heard Li say that, she looked at Du Ruo happily, pointed at Du Ruo to Li, and stretched out her thumb, Du Ruo nodded to her.

A few women invited by the Su family have good craftsmanship, and one of them has done it in the embroidery village before, and after reading it, I can't help but wonder, where did the Du family get such good craftsmanship?

Su Mingyang took it and took a look, his eyes lit up, such a complex and beautiful thing really requires skill and patience! As for Duchenne...... But he thought about it, maybe it was Brother Song who taught her.

Du Ruo saw Li's smile, and hurriedly said: "If the aunt thinks it's okay, just look at it and give a few money!" If it's not enough, I'll go home and cut it again, it's all unique, it's not depicted, and Qing Niang is also a good luck when she gets married! ”

"Rulan is really out of sight, and she still needs money! Which daughter-in-law doesn't have a stack in the sewing basket of this thing? Qing Niang got married, you kindly brought me to thank you for her, and invited you to the banquet that day. Li smiled, looking at Du Ruo's eyes became different, how could Du Shi be a little stupid?

Du Ruo smiled and took the embroidery sample from the person next to him, "These three, two cents!" I'll get another pair back! ”

No compromise at all.

"Rulan, are you losing money?!" A woman chirped.

Song Ju'an glanced at her at this time, called 'Rulan', and motioned for her to give things to the Li family. It's too unusual for the same village to collect money for this little thing.

"Isn't it just for the money! Last time, she stole his father's money bag from the reed swinger! Luckily, I was caught! Aunt Li, don't think of Du Rulan so kindly, how can this mother-in-law give it to you for nothing! "Pan's strength is coming, and he can't wait to trample Du Rulan in the mud.

Thinking of the embarrassed appearance of Du on the bank of the fairy river, everyone laughed again.

Rao is Du Ruo went out and made mental preparations, but with so many pairs of eyes, surrounded by these people watching the joke, her temples couldn't stop jumping suddenly.

"Who isn't in it for the money? Are the sisters-in-law doing their work here for nothing? She looked calmly at the women who had been invited to do the work.

The sneer on the women's faces retracted, and they snorted.

"Then two pennies! Mother, take the money to your sister-in-law! Su Mingyang turned his head and said to his mother.

Su Mingyang is the only seedling of the Su family, with a good look, and a crown at the beginning of the year, Su Quner and the Li family have high hopes for him, and they have always ignored things outside the window, and only read sage books. It is said that he is a good writer and is a material for reading.

He didn't follow the swarm to laugh at the Du family, after all, Song Ju'an was here. Song Ju'an is also a teacher and friend to him, how can he make his face dull? In the future, he will rely on Song Ju'an's guidance in his studies.

Lee nodded.

After receiving the money, Du Ruo came out of Su's house, and the onlookers dispersed, and Song Ju'an also followed from behind.

After walking to the Su family's house, Song Ju'an stopped her.

Du Ruo turned around, his expression was flat, "Looking for me to ask for those two pennies?" ”

"You cut the embroidery ......"

Without waiting for Song Ju'an to finish his sentence, Du Ruo said: "I can't learn it, I learned it from Zhou Ning's mother-in-law!" She knew he would question her sooner or later.

Song Ju'an walked up to her with a puzzled face, "Mother-in-law Zhou Ning has a bad temper, she doesn't talk to people much, and her ears are deaf, when did you go to find her?" And how can she teach you? ”

Du Ruo was stunned for a moment, Du had never dealt with Zhou Ning's mother-in-law before, and he knew very little about her situation.

"When I went to look for her, she let me in, and I didn't see that she had a bad temper." She said she was telling the truth.

"You cut the embroidery ......"

Du Ruo said impatiently: "Mother-in-law Zhou Ning taught well, I learned well, that's it!" ”

"You ......"

"You just want those two pennies, don't you?! Song Ju'an, look at my hands! That broken scissors are blunt like that! As she spoke, she stretched out her right hand and handed it to him, her index finger was blistered with scissors, her thumb was wrapped with strips of cloth, and there was a small injury accidentally poked by the scissors, and she also had a small wound on her left hand.

These two cents were earned by her own labor, and they meant a lot to her.

Song Ju'an was a little surprised, his eyes moved from her hand to her face, and saw that she looked stubborn, the same as Fang Cai, and then said slowly: "I just want to ask, where did the paper you used to cut embroidery come from?" ”

Du Ruo: "......"

"I tore a few pages from the old book you went through and over......" she sneered.

"Who told you to tear up my book? Du Shi, you are getting bolder, who allowed you to touch my things? Song Ju'an clasped his hands, Rao is he has always had a good temper, and this time it really touched his scales.

It was also the first time for Du Ruo to see him so angry, "I thought you wouldn't read those old books!" What kind of anger is it? You're going to hit me? ”

Song Ju'an saw that she was still looking at herself shamelessly and smiled, and turned around and left with a cold snort.

Du Ruo held the two coins in his hand and put them to his lips, blew on it, and the corners of his mouth twitched and smiled disdainfully.

Song Ju'an walked a distance with a cold face, and when she saw that Du Rulan didn't follow, she looked back and found that she was still standing in the same place, holding the two coins high between her fingers, and she raised her head and sneered at the two coins.

Song Ju'an thought that if there was no one around, she would kneel and knock on the two pennies three times, put incense on them, and offer them to the ancestors.

Others are right, Du Shi lost his money.

He frowned, turned and walked briskly.

Du Ruo had to admire Mrs. Wang's mouth, there was a little turmoil in the village, and she knew it faster than anyone else.

The fact that she made two cents by 'dead skin and face', her mother-in-law Cai didn't know about it for a while. During the meal, Cai smiled and told her to make embroidery patterns and make more money, and the tone was many times kinder. Ever since she came here, Cai still had a bad smile at her.

She sat at the table in the West House, facing the wooden window, carefully plucked the blisters on her hands with a needle, wiped them clean with a clean towel, untied the strip of cloth on her thumb, reapplied the ointment, and re-bandaged it with a clean strip of cloth.

When Du Ruo was doing this, Song Ju'an was carefully examining his books, almost page by page.

"Don't touch my books again." He said in a tepid voice.

"Got it." Du Ruo didn't look back.

Looking at her casual attitude, Song Ju'an vaguely felt that there would be a next time. So he took down all the books from the shelves and locked them in wooden boxes, filling three large boxes.

Du Ruo felt that the Song family was now in ruins, and it was one thing for Song's father to be seriously ill and take medicine every once in a while, and it was inseparable from Song Ju'an to buy these books.

"In the future, I won't give it to you if I make money, and I will take the family's expenses, and I will take it if I don't have it in the future." Du Ruo glanced at him and said.

I went to Dahe Village with him to find the goddess, and he went out for forty yuan at once, he knew that the money could be saved, which shows that this person is not only stupid and filial, but also does not know how to open up sources and reduce expenditures, and spends money without moderation.

If he is in charge of the wealth, the family property will be ruined sooner or later.

It stands to reason that the farmer of the small farmer's household is accustomed to living a hard life, accumulating a little silver from between his teeth, and spending a few cents is like a death.

Song Ju'an is otherwise, he has the potential to be pampered, but it's a pity that he doesn't have that life.

Hearing her words, Song Ju'an stopped wiping the bookshelves and glanced back at her.

In the Westroom, the two of them were doing their own things, not affecting each other, and no one was silent.

Du Ruo never thought that he would not only live in the same room with a man, but also be so harmonious.

After a while, Song Ju'an lifted the curtain and went out.

She also stood up, sorted out the sewing basket on the table, and found that the scissors were missing, and Song Yinhua was going to use them and take them.

Cai Shi in the hall suddenly shouted at her, and she had no choice but to go to the hall.

"Wash these dirty clothes!" Cai said to her.

"Tell the second sister to wash it! I'm not available! She glanced at the pile of dirty laundry.

"Your second sister makes shoes! If you can do it, you can do it, let the honeysuckle wash! ”

"I'll cut the embroidery!"

"It's not bad for a while!"

"Second sister is just a little short of this?" Du Ruopi asked rhetorically with a smile.