"Sixth Sister An'er, that child is clever, you don't have to worry too much."

As a master, he is also calm and organized on weekdays, and only in the people he cares about will he rarely panic.

The eyes were lowered, the sleeves of the newly prepared clothes were shaking and wrinkled, and the sorrow around the body occupied the canopy, not only the old friend Liu Daguan, but also many ladies in the direct sect looked over with some concern.

"Your apprentice is not so young, this is in that house, and it is impossible to lose it," Jia Xiaoniang's performance was seen by everyone, and even the unfamiliar ladies comforted Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li thanked her head, but her expression did not ease at all - even now when these ladies can give themselves a good life with their abilities, Jia Xiaoniang is committed to being a concubine with others, but it is not a few.

If it is the last resort of the little lady, she will have the pity of everyone. But Jia Xiaoniang and others made it clear that it was not fuel-efficient, but if those methods were used on the sixth sister, the latter would really be planted in it.

"Everyone is watching, so Jia Xiaoniang doesn't dare to do anything." It turned out that this lady was one of the several ladies who bluntly said that she delayed Jia Xiaoniang during the sacrifice, and sat down on Mrs. Li's side, but in addition to comfort, it was a sigh.

"In today's world, officials pay attention to whether they have money in their hands, and some people naturally value this money more than everything."

The fine rain fell on the shed overhead, and for a moment everyone's words were overshadowed. As a result, few people here spoke, just staring at the white sky, waiting for the disciples inside to compete for a result.

The rain is obliquely patting, the same people are chattering, there is no pause, the green mountains are covered with ashes, like the thoughts of Mrs. Li, it is difficult to see half a roll of brightness......

"Bang!"

As the weft was broken again, Sister An Liu'er knew in her heart that no matter how much the silk of the hands and feet of this passive hand and foot continued, the little ladies and little officials present were not idlers, even if their skills were skilled, they would inevitably fall behind.

My own master was a clever child back then, and the apprentices brought out were clumsy, and they were all weaving levels, and if they couldn't get a middle or upper level among the others, they would be a shame for the master.

"This master and apprentice both pretend to be each other in their hearts, no wonder they have to be written as the protagonist, isn't this a proper heroine?"

An Jianing can say such an evaluation that keeps up with the times, and she is not surprised to be a daughter.

Whether it is a father or a mother, even if the form of expression is different, they always try to understand the things that their generation is interested in.

"What, girl, I used the wrong word again?"

Seeing his father's cautious look, An Ji smiled: "No, no, that's what it means." ”

"That's okay, your dad thought I was outdated again!" An Jianing also followed with a smile, "It seems that it has to be your father and me, who are engaged in art, your mother only knows how to be patient with her students, and she has no patience with us at all." ”

Taking advantage of the absence of his wife, An Jianing had to complain to his daughter: "But people make a lot of money, look at this, isn't it also the head of the family who earns a lot of money." ”

Both father and daughter are from literary backgrounds, and they can tacitly say anything. An Jianing seems to be an identity that does not participate in her daughter's growth and only cares silently, but every word contains guidance for her daughter's life.

The girl's family has to rely on their own skills to earn money and live by their own skills, so that they can truly live themselves, which is an unchanging truth in ancient and modern times!

"Sixth sister, you can use mine." Just when Sister An Liu'er was about to save a little silk thread in her hand as evidence, the call of the little lady next to her suddenly sounded in her ears, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to participate." ”