The next day before dawn, Fang Dalang went out with Fang Jing.

I probably knew that she and Fang Dalang did this a bit unauthorized. If she wanted to go out to work, she had to say hello to her family in advance. Once Fang Dalang left, Old Man Fang had not returned home until now, and the heavy work at home fell on Fang Jiangshi.

Zhou Xiaohua got up early in the morning, cooked porridge and hot buns. After Fang Dalang finished his meal, he hurriedly took a basin to the river to wash clothes. After washing a basin of clothes for half a morning, Fang Jiang went out to cut pig grass with a frame on his back, and then he hurriedly returned with his head down.

Seeing Feng Qing sitting in front of the door embroidered a veil, she looked at Feng Qing awkwardly, hung up her clothes, and entered the house again.

I've been stunned and never came out.

Even Qin Shufen stared at Zhou Xiaohua’s door strangely, looked up at Feng Qing, and whispered: “What’s wrong with my sister-in-law? Are you secretly embroidering flowers in the house?”

Qin Shufen slept early at night and woke up late in the morning. She didn't know that Fang Dalang had already gone to work in the town. She just wondered why her sister-in-law, who was usually looking for work, hid in the house and couldn't come out today. Even Wen Hao and Wenya didn't go out.

Feng Qing kept moving his hands and replied, "My sister-in-law may feel uncomfortable. There is nothing wrong with the family anyway. Let me take a day off."

Since Fang Jiang had agreed to Fang Dalang go out to do work, there was no way she would interrupt here.

Qin Shufen was even more lazy to think about it, so she could give it food at home.

"Third brother and sister, that's right. I've had some cough these days, and I'm afraid I'll get cold. Look, my third brother stews ginseng every day, why don't you give me a bowl today?" Qin Shufen shook her son, "Look, I didn't feed my son today."

Ahem.

Feng Qing cleared his throat and felt that the second sister-in-law was really a god. She nodded, "Okay, second sister-in-law, leave a bowl for the second sister-in-law when I make it."

"Oh, okay, then thank you third brother and sister."

However, Feng Qing looked at Qin Shufen's chubby little face, "What should I do if that child?"

"It's okay, Juanzi at the west end of the village just gave birth to a baby. I carried my son over and asked her to feed her two meals." Qin Shufen said indifferently.

Juanzi and Qin Shufen are about the same age as Qin Shufen, and they are almost married to Dongliu Village, and are pregnant. The two are considered good friends among a group of young wives.

Feng chuckled and said in a narrow voice, "Second sister-in-law, ginseng soup is actually not delicious."

Tonics are also medicines, how good can they taste?

"Aren't I curious? This ginseng is only affordable for rich people. My third brother and sister can afford ginseng now. I just want to try it?" Qin Shufen still remembered that the chicken soup with ginseng was not done last time. Although the third brother and sister bought a chicken again the next day and stewed it, Qin Shufen guessed that the taste of adding ginseng slices would definitely be better.

Feng Qing would not have been scheming with Qin Shufen just because of a bowl of ginseng soup. She smiled and lowered her head to embroider.

The decisions of Fang Dalang and Zhou Xiaohua last night also affected Feng Qing. She didn't think too much about it. She thought that as long as the money was enough for her husband to take medicine, he would be enough for him to go to Beijing. Now it seems that it is still far from enough. Not to mention whether to buy a small yard in the county town in the future, even if you go to Kyoto, you have to buy a yard. The prices in Kyoto must be much higher, and after her husband becomes an official, people's relationships are indispensable. Thinking about this, the little money in her hand is just a drop in the bucket.

I had no experience before, and I just thought about it. Fortunately, Fang Dalang and his wife reminded her.

Feng Qing decided to go back to the town and ask Manager Qi if he could take on some embroidery work.

Making up his mind, Feng Qing's movements became faster and faster, and Qin Shufen was dazzled by looking directly.

"Three brothers and sisters, you have such good skills." Qin Sufen's eyes rolled and she spoke.

Feng chuckled, without saying a word.

"Three brothers and sisters, look at how good you look at my Wenyan." Qin Shufen teased her son, "like Sanlang."

Feng Qing's hand shook, the needle pierced his finger, and the snow beads appeared. She shook her hand, "Second sister-in-law was joking, Wen Yan looked like her second brother."

No nephew is like an uncle.

"You can't be like my husband, you have to be like Sanlang. You love reading in the future. When you get the top scorer, you will give me a long face." Qin Shufen touched her son.

Fang Zheng re-embroidered the handkerchief.

But I shook my head in my heart. There is no such thing as the top scorer in the country. Not to mention how many candidates there are in the country, even the children of aristocratic families in Kyoto are incomparable to the peasant children.

There is only one Fang Zheng in this world.

"Three brothers and sisters, you have embroidered for so long, aren't your eyes tired?" Seeing that Feng Qing didn't answer, Qin Shufen simply asked a different question.

"Not tired." I naturally don't feel tired if I like it.

"Oh, why aren't you tired? Third brother and sister, I'll hug Wenyan. My Wenyan is the most obedient." I don't know if it's too unreliable for being a mother. The child Qin Shufen gave birth to is really quieter than ordinary children. She will only hum a few times when she is hungry and urinate. Most of the time she usually sleeps, and even when she wakes up, she can play with herself for a long time.

As a last resort, Feng Qing put down the needle and thread and carried the child over.

It's strange that when this child is hugging him, he is always quiet. As soon as he reaches Feng Qing's arms, he immediately grins, humming as if he is chatting with Feng Qing.

"Three brothers and sisters, are there anything else you have to do after embroidering this handkerchief?" Qin Shufen finally expressed her purpose.

"What's wrong with my second sister-in-law?" Feng Qing stopped and asked.

"Isn't this the clothes on my Wenyan's body that you embroidered by your third brother and sister?" Qin Shufen smiled, "Everyone in the village said it looks good, and asked me who embroidered them. Third brother and sister. Seeing that my Wenyan grew too fast, the clothes were a little worn. Otherwise, third brother and sister, would you make another piece for my Wenyan?"

Only after raising a child did I realize that being a parent is not easy. If possible, Qin Shufen wanted to stuff Fang Wenyan back into her stomach.

It’s better to eat, drink and take care of the children. Fang Jiang, Zhou Xiaohua, Feng Qingmei and others are helping her. The child’s clothes are a bit embarrassing. The children’s clothes are the same every day, and their clothes are small in the blink of an eye. At the beginning, Fang Jiang could still give her money to make clothes for the children, but Fang Jiang’s money was taken away by Old Man Fang, so Qin Shufen was worried that her son would not have clothes to wear.

The third brother and sister are so good, saying that they are embroidered clothes, but in fact, they have to make one piece?

There are one, two pieces, and her third brother and sister in Wenyan's clothes will not be allowed to wrap them in the future?

Wen Yan is the youngest child in the Fang family, and the elders in the family should love him the most.

"Second sister-in-law, I'm afraid I don't have time." Feng Qing shook his head, "I agreed to Manager Qi that I'll take over a large embroidery work in a few days. I have to take advantage of these days to complete all the embroidery pieces at home."

"Three brothers and sisters, Wen Yan is a little bit of cloth, just simply embroider it last time."
Chapter completed!