Qingqing saw the reactions of several children, pulled the corners of her mouth, patted and swayed.

"Let's go, I'll go and see what you embroider the flowers into."

Hearing Qingqing say this, Ermao knew in his heart that there was no play to talk to Sha Shao alone, so he could only leave aggrieved, thinking that he would look for Sha Shao when he was done.

When Sha Shao followed Qingqing away, Zhang Youfu withdrew his gaze from Sha Shao.

His father was happy to settle down in Dayu's house, but he didn't pay attention to his son's thoughts, and was still discussing with his younger brothers about tidying up the house and doing work.

"The two ancestors are willing to take us in, we can't embarrass the two ancestors, the third one, you lead the blessed house, and the second brother and I will go to find Brother Guang, we are also a part of the village now, and we can't eat white food."

Although Qingqing said that the house was to be bought with silver, several people still felt that they had taken a great favor, and they were now the people of the two ancestors, thinking that they would quickly contribute to the village, and also let the two ancestors give an explanation to the villagers.

The brother said happily, but when he saw Zhang Youfu as if he had lost his soul, Zhang Daqiang pushed his son.

"What do you want? Hurry up and go back to pick up with your third uncle, come to work in the kiln after you finish picking, our Zhang family, eat a mouthful of food to get double the strength, we have to give the two ancestors a long face, can't be lazy know? ”

Everyone said yes, Zhang Youfu also nodded, and a shaking smile appeared in his mind, his heart was rippling, and he felt more and more that he had to work hard, and now he wanted to become an official villager of Dayu.

Shake led Qingqing to Yu Ran's house, and when he entered the hospital, he heard giggles.

Ran Ranniang chatted with two other women of the same age while pickling pickles, Yu Ran and Yu Su and Yu Qian had an embroidery circle in their hands, and they were embroidering, and a group of people were talking and laughing.

Seeing Qingqing and Shao Shao coming in, everyone stopped what they were doing and stood up to salute her.

"What are you talking about, so lively?" Qingqing came over with a smile, and Ran Ranniang immediately moved a bench for her, and Qingqing naturally sat in the center.

"A few of us originally wanted to go to the kiln to help, but her second uncle brought us back, saying that there were girls, and they couldn't use their hands and feet, and suddenly they were idle, and they really didn't fit in."

Ran Ranniang said that she was complaining, but her face was full of joy.

The two of them, who seemed to be her age, also nodded.

Now that there are so many strong laborers in the village, they don't have to do the work they can't do, so they can only do some light work at home.

Without the trouble of livelihood, the little girls can also pick up the female red work and practice sewing and mending under the guidance of the elders.

Several girls showed their embroidered flowers to Qingqing, and looked at Qingqing nervously one by one, waiting for the most authoritative elders in the village to comment.

Qingqing looked at them one by one and nodded again and again.

"Yes, it's all good."

Ran Ranniang covered her mouth and smiled.

"Grandma, your requirements for them are too low, these children are clumsy, they are not what they look like, our village was too poor before, and we didn't have the time to teach children this, but now we can finally teach it, don't let these stupid girls marry and go to their in-laws' house in the future to be disliked."

Hearing the marriage, the girls showed embarrassed expressions, and lowered their heads in shame, Qingqing saw this scene, and the corners of her mouth twitched subconsciously.

For her, these children are still too young, but after all, she can't say anything because of the constraints of the environment.

Ran Ran Niang degraded her daughter's embroidery to worthless, and Ran Ran protested quietly.

"Sister Shake's embroidery is uglier than mine, why don't you talk about her?"

Ran Ranniang knocked her on the head, and said without thinking: "What are you comparing to Sister Shao, you are going to marry in the future, you Sister Shao, she will stay in our village-"

After saying this, the two women on the side changed their faces at the same time, one secretly poked Ran Ranniang, and the other desperately made eyes.

Ran Ranniang knew that she had said the wrong thing, so she was busy looking at the shaking, and saw her standing next to the grandmother, looking down at the embroidery circle in her hand, and she didn't know if she heard it or not, so she hurriedly grabbed the vegetables in the pot and shifted the topic to pickles.

Shaking her head down, looking at the embroidery circle in her hand, her nose was a little sore, her consciousness was a little trance, she felt that she couldn't hold it back and wanted to cry.

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A warm hand overlaid, followed by a slow force, and then, the voice of Grandma Heyue sounded in his ears.

"Our rock embroidery is a little worse, this can't be helped, who raises a child like whom, I can't do this, this child follows me. But as for being a man, pay attention to balance, this is almost a point, I will teach her more elsewhere, which can be regarded as making up for her weaknesses. ”

It seems to be a comment on the embroidery, but in fact, every sentence is showing an attitude, shaking is the person she brought out, and Qingqing will nod if she can marry her, and if you want to provoke the problem of shaking and shaking, you have to see whether Qingqing agrees or not.

Although the little girls didn't understand the deep meaning of the grandmother's words, they still looked at the shake with envy, and it was really enviable to be able to get the grandmother's hand-on.

The older ones can hear that this is the clan grandmother shaking the back.

Ran Ranniang's heart was sudden, she just said that there was really no malice, but she was afraid that the grandmother would blame her for offending, and she was worried for a while, and she was relieved to see that Qingqing did not mean to blame.

Ran Ranniang laughed dryly.

"Yes, it is her blessing to have a grandmother teach herself, presumably we will be able to live a good life after shaking, and the family has bought slaves, and she doesn't have to do this kind of work herself."

The embarrassment was quietly resolved by Qingqing.

At this time, the shaking and tears were all subsided by the warm hand holding her, she took a deep breath to adjust her emotions, and when she looked up again, she was already pampered and not shocked.

She has the pain of the clan grandmother, the clan grandmother treats her like this, she can't be self-pitying, thinking of this, she shook her waist and straightened up, and made up her mind to stand up, and she didn't have to take this kind of gossip to heart in the future.

With Qingqing here, the topic naturally revolves around Qingqing, and a group of people also deliberately complimented Qingqing when chatting, lest they offend their elders.

After chatting a few words, Qingqing turned her eyes to the clothes drying in the yard.

Seeing that she suddenly stopped talking, everyone looked at her line of sight, and then Ran Ranniang said:

"Her father came back this time and wore a dress, fortunately there are still his past clothes at home, take them out and wash them and still wear them, but this cloth has been put for a long time, and the pulp can't be washed with force, and it will be broken with a little force."

Several other people also nodded, their family was in a similar situation, and someone quipped: "The worst thing is the second aunt's house, she took all her man's clothes to shorten them and wore them herself, and she didn't even change them, so you look at Dawu, there has been no change of washing in the past few days." ”

The women laughed, in this small village, these are also strange things.

Qingqing originally wanted to use her clothes as an introduction to lead the topic to the fire bucket, but before she could speak, someone sent out a major message.