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He was quiet but didn't take it seriously.
Making these pictures is not difficult, but it does take some work.
The difficult part is the tapestry design.
So far, she has yet to design something that rises above the level of tapestry available on the market.
But she was in no hurry.
Making these pictures can also exercise her and expand her ideas.
At this time, Guo Shouye and his wife came in holding Guo Qiao.
Guo Qiao ran to Qingya and shouted: "Sister-in-law, go to bed."
Now she sleeps with Qingya every night.
Qingya stood up after hearing this.
Jiang Minghui asked hurriedly: "Leave" Qingya nodded and said, "It's time to sleep."
After a pause, he said: "You should also go to bed earlier."
Although she still wanted to sit down for a while, it was so cold at night in winter, and she still had to teach Qiaoer how to dance.
Also, she felt that Jiang Minghui had to leave early tomorrow and it was not appropriate to stay up late.
Jiang Minghui looked at her with great reluctance, but did not dare to ask her to stay.
Guo Shouye and his uncles were all here, how could he dare to say one more word?
But when I think about it, Qingya is sleeping on top of my head, and I feel a little more at ease.
At that moment, Qingya led Guo Qiao upstairs.
Wu also grabbed a shoe sole and followed.
After going upstairs, Qingya spread a cotton mat on the floor against the wall.
Then she and Guo Qiao changed into loose clothes and taught her some basic movements.
Guo Qiao shivered, jumped on the spot, and shouted with a smile: "It's so cold."
Qingya supported her body and helped her lift her legs, stretch her arms, and lower her waist to shape and practice.
Mrs.
Wu sat on the edge of the bed, took the soles of her shoes, inserted a needle, and watched her aunt and nephew while she was pulling out the thread.
Seeing this was funny, he scolded his granddaughter and said, "Then you still have to learn how to watch other people eat tofu and their teeth become faster."
Guo Qiao was raised by Qingyu, and raised his right leg and foot upright to his head and ears.
He also used his right hand to pull it to maintain the movement.
He suddenly had no time to answer grandma's words, and his little face turned red from suppressing it.
Wu's mouth opened wide.
After a while, he clicked his tongue and said, "This is just a little kid.
His little body is as soft as without any bones."
Just after she finished speaking, she saw that Qingya herself was also standing upright on one foot, with only the soles of her front feet touching the ground.
She also stretched her legs straight, and she was helping Guo Qiao to support her body and stabilize her body.
Her eyes widened even more.
I forgot to pull the thread.
Then he lowered his waist and bent his whole body backwards, with his hands and feet touching the ground.
Then he stood on his head and stood against the wall for a long time.
Mrs.
Ruan came up to take a look.
Seeing that they were almost done, she went down to get hot water.
"Here, let's soak your feet."
She poured hot water into a small wooden bucket and called her aunt and nephew.
Wu also put down the soles of her shoes and helped to bring two small benches and placed them next to the bucket.
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Guo Qiao couldn't wait to stop and cheered: "I'm going to sleep with my feet soaked."
Ruan and Wu laughed together after hearing this.
Ruan said: "You are just trying to be fresh.
You are really asking for your own fault."
Qingya glanced at Guo Qiao and also pursed her lips and smiled.
She wasn't laughing at her childish nature, but she was laughing at herself: in fact, she didn't want to practice either.
In such a cold weather, she persisted every day, just to persevere.
Every time I practice very hard, I am looking forward to it being over soon, so I can soak my feet in hot water, and then get into the soft and warm bed.
It feels so comfortable.
At that moment, her aunt and nephew sat down and put their feet in the bucket.
Ruan took another old cotton coat and covered their legs.
Then he went to the bed, unfolded the quilt, and laid it out.
Mrs.
Wu asked: "It has not been sunny for several days.
Is the quilt damp?"
Mrs.
Ruan squeezed it with her hands and said, "It's not damp.
This quilt was just made last year, and it's still very new."
Then he pressed the mattress of the mattress down and said: "The mattress is still soft.
We are a family with nothing but a lot of cotton.
We don't expect to be rich and wealthy, so we must have a warm mattress on our bed, otherwise we won't be able to sleep.
It’s comfortable, and even more people are sick when they’re cold, and they still suffer.”
Wu said: "That's what I said.
I wanted to play another quilt for Qingya, but she thought it was suffocating because of too many quilts.
I didn't play anymore."
Qingya watched them talking to themselves, smiling all the time.
Because their legs were covered with cotton clothes, the heat in the bucket did not escape.
After a while, she and Guo Qiao felt warm all over and their faces turned red.
Guo Qiao stepped on her feet in the bucket, her little feet slipped and slid, and she had a great time, laughing constantly.
Mrs.
Ruan shouted: "If you make any more noise, go to bed after washing up, otherwise you'll get cold again."
The two of them wiped their feet and got into bed, then hurriedly got into bed.
Guo Qiao hugged Qingya's neck, leaned into her arms and just smiled, then said: "Tell a story."
Qingya hugged her, her soft little body, her little arms and legs were very strong and tight.
Yin also smiled and said softly: "Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Qiao'er."
Guo Qiao didn't think he was referring to her at all, and said in surprise: "It's also called Qiao'er."
He said quietly: "Well, it's also called Qiao'er."
Mrs.
Ruan tucked the quilts on their shoulders tightly and said, "Don't make trouble with your sister-in-law.
Close your eyes and sleep."
After saying that, he turned around, picked up the foot-washing water and prepared to go downstairs.
Mrs.
Wu looked around the room again to make sure everything was fine, and then said: "Qingya, I'm blowing out the lamp.
The fire folds are placed on the bedside stool, you can reach them with your hands.
Be careful when you get up at night."
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He said a hoarse and muffled "hmm".
Then, Wu blew out the oil lamp with a "pop" sound, and she and Ruan groped out through the dim light downstairs.
Then they turned around and closed the door, and the room became quiet.
Guo Qiao couldn't raise his eyelids for a while.
I am mute and my eyelids are heavy.
I still vaguely recall the loving eyes of the young man downstairs.
Unlike the Guo family's joy, Zhang Futian kept a straight face after returning home.
Hong Zao asked him, but she didn't say anything and didn't know how to say it.
But soon, the Zhang family knew what was going on: when the people who took Wang's boat came back, they would inevitably talk about how filial Jiang Minghui was to his father-in-law, buying charcoal and sending it to him, etc.
Green Bay Village is so big, and even though it’s snowing, people have a better chance to gather together.
For example, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law do sewing together, the men visit each other during meals, etc., and the gossip spreads.
Old man Zhang is still having trouble calming down, and feels that it will be difficult to hold his head up and be a good person in this life.
Hongzao couldn't bear the expression of her parents-in-law, so she went back to her parents' house after dinner.
"Mom, I can't bear it anymore."
She said to the red lady with red eyes.
"What should we do?"
The red lady panicked, fearing that she would do something unexpected.
"I want to go to the city.
Mom, didn't you say that grandma has a very rich relative in the county who is also a big brocade merchant?
I can weave brocade, and my brocade weaving is as good as that of Qingdu.
Mom, go and ask for help.
If you can help I'm looking for something.
I don't have to be angry with the Zhang family.
Only when I get ahead in the future will they know what I, Li Hongzao, am capable of."
Hongzao said according to his planned thinking.
"That house is too far away from us."
The red lady felt embarrassed, "Besides, even if you get your request, your parents-in-law and Futian will allow you to go."
"Please wait and see.
If it's really good, they would really like me to go."
Hong Zao said.
"Okay, if I have time at the end of the year, I'll give it a try."
Red Lady said.
At that time, mother and daughter discussed and decided that Hongzao would return to her husband's house.
Facing Zhang Futian, she acted as if nothing was wrong and tried her best to comfort him.
Under her affectionate encouragement, Zhang Futian was convinced that he was a hundred times better than Jiang Minghui.
Qingya couldn't let him go, but because Guo Shouye and his wife forced him, he had no choice but to choose another Jiang family.
As his mood gradually improved, Hong Zao told him how good the city was and how easy it was to earn money.
They should set up a ambition to look for opportunities in the city.
When they got rich, the Guo family would regret it. , the villagers are jealous.
Zhang Futian's eyes suddenly showed the image of Guo Shouye being groveling to him, and looking at him hoarsely and timidly, with tears in his eyes and he hesitated to speak.
At that time, was he paying attention to her or ignoring her?
I was so lost in thought that I forgot that this was Shuiyue Jinghua.
"Can it be done?"
He finally came back to his senses.
"Whether it's going to happen or not, you have to think of something first.
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Only unpromising people don't dare to think of anything.
We don't spend capital, and we're afraid of losing money, so we just go to the city more and pay attention to opportunities.
Don't let the opportunity go when it comes.
"When you find the opportunity, let's see what people say then" Hong Zao continued to encourage.
"Okay, next time I will go to the town to walk more."
Zhang Futian said.
"Hey, I know you are the most capable."
Hong Zao leaned against him dependently.
She didn't tell Zhang Futian the truth, she just needed to persuade him to have this intention.
Once her mother had finished planning, she would naturally have a way to encourage him.
Huh, she didn't believe she couldn't get ahead.
What is a small shop in the Jiang family?
Besides, I don’t know if Qingya can marry Jiang Minghui.
In the darkness, she smiled softly.
Early the next morning, she and Zhang Futian went to the fields to dig radishes.
When passing the Green Bay Dam, I saw a awning boat on the water paddling towards Wuyou Town.
There was a man and a woman standing side by side on the boat, it was Jiang Minghui and Guo Qingya.
Both of them were wearing cloaks, fluttering in the wind, and their figures were handsome and graceful, making them a perfect pair.
Hong Zao and Zhang Futian, who were holding baskets and carrying burdens, were stunned.
The good mood built up last night suddenly collapsed.
How could Qingya come out by boat?
It turned out to be Guo Shouye.
He came up in the morning and looked at the sky and said it was a sunny day.
After hearing this, Qingya asked Guo Dagui to punt the boat, saying that he wanted to go out for a walk and see Jiang Minghui off.
Wu hurriedly said: "It's so cold, where are you going?"
Qingya said: "Look at the scenery."
Guo Shouye and the others were confused after hearing this.
It was Jiang Minghui who understood her thoughts and explained with a smile: "Uncle Guo, aunt, I want to see the snow scene.
I need inspiration to paint, and I need to see more to gain knowledge."
Guo Shouye didn't understand what "inspiration" meant, but his daughter could draw, weave the drawings onto brocade and cloth, and ask Jiang Minghui to weave them out of bamboo.
In his opinion, it was business.
So he said: "Go, go.
Ask your third brother to accompany you.
Wear more clothes, don't get cold."
Guo Dayou heard this and came over and said, "It's cold, I'll go too."
Mrs.
Wu hurriedly gave some more instructions, and then the few people rowed the boat and set off.
Jiang Minghui was scheduled to be sent to town, and the snow scenery along the way was enough to see.
Qingya stood beside the boat, looking far into the distance.
It snowed suddenly and cleared up, the weather was extremely cold, and many places were frozen.
The area is covered with snow far and near, only the running water is dark blue, and a few boats are passing by on the water.
Villages must be carefully identified before they can be seen clearly.
The cold was so intense that it was difficult to breathe.
As she gasped, she exhaled clouds of white air, her cheeks as if rouged.
Jiang Minghui couldn't help but reached out and held her hand.
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He felt that his fingertips were cold, so he wrapped his palms around her and warmed her with his palms.
He said, "It's cold.
It would be better if we wait until the sun comes out." 4209051: