After learning the whole story, the family burst into laughter.
Guo Qin was so ashamed and angry that he glanced at everyone and kept silent.
Among them, he especially hated being dumb: he could tell him something by opening his mouth, but he didn't speak, causing him to make a fool of himself by asking for advice from his cousin.
He really couldn't figure it out.
Speaking with his mouth was free of charge and effortless.
His sister-in-law was reluctant to speak no matter what she said.
However, he only thought about it in his heart.
After being punished by kneeling last time, he "dare to be angry but dare not speak".
He would not dare to speak again.
I scolded my sister-in-law.
Guo Qiao, however, was very proud and smiled like something else.
Even Guo Jian was praised by his grandfather.
Guo Daquan scolded Guo Qin: "You are not as good as my younger brothers and sisters.
You have completely disgraced my father."
Mrs.
Wu looked at Guo Qiao and said with a smile: "Based on this, how much do you want to give to my sister-in-law?"
Guo Qiao said sweetly: "When I grow up, I will be filial to my sister-in-law."
Ruan rolled her eyes at her and said angrily: "She knows how to trick people."
But she looked very fond of it.
Cai was naturally angry, so she smiled and said, "Qiao'er is just so lovable.
If your brother and brother were half as well-behaved as you, I would wake up laughing even when I fell asleep."
Ruan lowered her head to pick up the soles of her shoes and said nothing.
After joking for a while, the heat in the brazier ran out, and her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law got up and took the children to the kitchen to boil water for washing.
Here, Guo Dayou told his father, eldest brother and younger brother what he had told Qingya before, and asked Guo Dagui to help Qingya make samples.
Guo Shouye nodded and said, "Second brother is very thoughtful.
I will learn from you in the future."
It turned out that he didn't understand Qingya's intention, he just thought she wanted her family to learn how to weave bamboo silk paintings.
If the things he compiles can really be sold at such a high price, then he should work hard.
No matter how good the son-in-law is, the money he earns belongs to the Jiang family, and it is not as good as his own skills.
From then on, he and Guo Dagui took advantage of their free time in winter to weave bamboo strips all day long, and even went to ask their uncles for advice.
Not to mention that their hands were stiff from the cold and refused to relax.
In the twelfth lunar month, news came out from the Zhang family: Li Hongzao and Zhang Futian had both gone to the city.
The red lady proudly showed off to everyone: the red dates went to her natal relatives to weave brocade.
That family was a big brocade merchant.
Seeing that the red dates were good at craftsmanship, they gave her a salary of seven or eight taels of silver a month, plus clothes for all seasons.
If they could weave particularly outstanding brocade, they would also receive a reward.
He was also considerate of the fact that she had just gotten married and it was inconvenient for the new daughter-in-law to be away alone.
Even Zhang Futian took her in and did some errands and odd jobs, earning her one or two silver coins a month.
Now, not only do the young couple no longer have to work at home, but they can also earn extra money.
They will be able to earn a fortune in the city in a few years, and they will live a good life from now on.
The people in Green Bay Village were filled with envy after hearing this.
The Zhang family held their heads high in front of the villagers for the first time since Zhang Futian's accident in the summer.
When they met the red lady, they called her "in-laws", which was considered to be a formal recognition of this relative.
Guo Shouye and his wife were certainly not happy after hearing this.
It's unreasonable for him to live such a comfortable life after harming his daughter.
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Mrs.
Wu sneered at her two daughters-in-law and said: "If you are so boastful, you can pick up money in the city."
She pointed out that the red date brocade is not half as good as that of Qingdu.
If I can earn so much, if Qingdu goes away, why not call me People are ready to pay tribute.
I haven’t been there for three days, but I’m so excited that I don’t know my last name.”
Mrs.
Ruan advised: "Mom, don't pay attention to her.
Life is lived, not blown away."
Ms.
Cai said maliciously: "When the two of them can no longer survive in the city, and they come back to beg for food from the old Zhang family, we will see if she can still boast about it."
Ruan said: "Even if she gets mixed up, she will just run errands and help others.
Our little sister is different.
When Minghui comes to the city and opens the shop, the little sister will marry and become the shopkeeper, and she will support herself.
She can compete with the stall family business."
Wu's heart was filled with joy after hearing these words, and she nodded repeatedly.
From then on, she hoped day and night that her son-in-law would become rich as soon as possible so that she could take a breath.
Guo Shouye, who was sitting in the sun weaving bamboo strips, listened to her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talking.
His workers were not idle at all and were paying special attention.
Guo Dagui was also knitting beside the drawings, his eyes were blurred, and he felt that this kind of food was really not good.
At the end of the twelfth lunar month, all shops were closed, leaving only a limited number of shops doing business.
Jiang Minghui went to Xiazhao County and took the opportunity to rent a shop.
After the arrangements were made, we returned to Wuyou Town, waiting to open a new shop in the city after the new year.
By the 27th, he no longer had the intention to do business.
He couldn't wait until nightfall, so he closed his shop early in the morning and rushed to Green Bay Village.
"How many more drawings have I made?"
When they met, he couldn't wait to ask Qingya.
It wasn't that he was thinking about the artwork, but it was Chinese New Year.
It didn't seem to make sense that he came to Guo's house instead of going home, so he found a grand reason for himself to take the artwork.
Qingya shook his head and said: "No."
Jiang Minghui was stunned for a moment and said, "No."
Qingya nodded.
Guo Dayou rushed to the side and said: "My little sister is busy weaving brocades, making clothes and shoes every day, and these days she has to help buy New Year's goods.
She doesn't have a day off.
How can I have time?
What you have is not enough."
When Jiang Minghui heard that he was so busy, he hurriedly said: "That's enough, that's enough."
He couldn't help but feel embarrassed, as if he had lost hope of becoming mute.
Thinking about it, he hurriedly explained to Qingya apologetically: "I'm not here specifically to get the drawings.
I'm here to see how you are preparing.
What are you doing today?"
Qingya smiled and said: "General cleaning."
Jiang Minghui was stunned again and didn't quite understand the word.
After glancing at the furniture and objects placed on the field outside, I realized that they were cleaning the house.
No wonder Qingya had a bandana on his head and an apron around his waist, as did everyone else.
The table was piled with small objects, covered with a bag of cloth to keep out dust.
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He took off his sleeves to help and cleaned and wiped with Qingya.
Guo Dayou winked at Guo Dagui and said, "Go and help."
Guo Dagui was able to understand his intention and followed him hurriedly.
It's not that Guo Dayou dislikes or doesn't trust Jiang Minghui, it's just that he is married, so he can't help but think more deeply: his sister is still young, and he and Jiang Minghui are in love, and the two are sweet together.
As for something big happening, it's always bad.
Privately, he didn't want his little sister to be too affectionate towards Jiang Minghui.
Of course, it will be fine if we continue to be intimate after getting married.
Therefore, he asked Guo Dagui to watch from the sidelines.
With someone around, they would not be too forgetful.
Jiang Minghui knew nothing about it.
He talked a lot with the Guo brothers and sisters and was so happy that he never left.
However, during lunch, Guo Shouye said to him: "Minghui, let's go to your house this afternoon.
I'm not driving you away, but I dare not keep you.
There are a lot of things at the end of the year, so it would be good for your family to help.
You should also talk to your parents about the store, so that your elders can rest assured.
You can come back after the Chinese New Year, and you can stay there for a few days. " Jiang Minghui blushed and responded, "Hey, I'm also planning to leave in the afternoon."
Qingya was embarrassed for him because just now he was talking about what he was doing in the afternoon and had no intention of leaving.
But she couldn't keep him, so she could only glance at him sympathetically.
Jiang Minghui's expression quickly returned to normal and he smiled at her.
Qingya was surprised and didn't understand why he was so happy.
After dinner, he hurriedly packed up his things to leave, and said to her quietly: "I'll go back and dig some winter bamboo shoots and deliver them tomorrow.
There are also a few bamboo weaving pictures.
Last time I asked my brother to help you frame some screens.
I think I can make them."
Okay, I’ll get it, just wait for me.”
Qingya smiled and said softly: "Kill the pig tomorrow."
Jiang Minghui's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he said excitedly: "I'll come over for lunch soon."
The two looked at each other and smiled, so they parted happily.
Guo Dagui sent him to the ferry to catch a boat.
After Jiang Minghui got home, he reported the business situation of the shop to his parents and brothers.
He also told what kind of shop he rented in the county and how much the rent was.
He explained clearly the incoming and outgoing accounts and handed them back to Yu Yin.
Father Jiang was very satisfied with his son and asked him when the new shop would open.
Jiang Minghui said he would wait until after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
Father Jiang said: "When the time comes, you can take the bamboo roots with you.
If I follow you and learn, I can also look at the shop."
Zhugen is his uncle's grandson and is learning crafts from him.
Jiang Minghui also wanted to find a waiter, and his cousin Zhugen was smart, so he agreed.
After the matter was agreed upon, his father ordered again: "We just dug some winter bamboo shoots at home, as well as some dry goods and meat.
When you come back, we will send them to your father-in-law's house in Green Bay Village.
After you have made a new marriage, you will give New Year's gifts.
Besides, Qing Qing You've done so many things for me, we need to know what's going on."
Jiang Minghui was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly asked, "How many bamboo shoots did you dig?"
Father Jiang said: "We are very busy.
It was just your second brother and I who dug all day yesterday."
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Jiang Minghui said hurriedly: "I'll dig more."
Father Jiang said: "It's already this time, why are you still digging the kohlrabi family next door?
I heard from your Aunt Cai that they also dug a lot of winter bamboo shoots to give to their son-in-law.
Our two families can put together a pile of one or two hundred kilograms, which is enough.
They have eaten it for the Chinese New Year.
Let’s dig some out when you come back and bring them with you when you visit us for New Year greetings.
It will still be fresh to eat during the first month of the year.”
Jiang Minghui thought so and stopped insisting.
At the moment, he watched his parents pack up the things given to the Guo family, one by one, including: two baskets of winter bamboo shoots, a piece of pork and a piece of lard suet, a large bag of dried mushrooms, five pounds of dried peanuts, five pounds of red beans, fifty The eggs and a roll of red cloth were so rich that I couldn't help but smile.
Suddenly I remembered something and hurriedly asked my elder brother: "Brother, the screen is ready."
Jiang Laodaodao: "It's done."
Jiang Minghui said, "I'll take them together tomorrow."
Aunt Jiang asked warily: "What screen?"
Boss Jiang said: "Minghui made the screen for his wife."
Aunt Jiang said displeasedly, "It's not enough to give you these things.
You also need to give me a screen.
Those paintings are worth a lot of money.
How much money are you giving me four screens?
You are too wasteful.
You might as well move your family to Guo's house."
Jiang Minghui said: "Mom, I made that for the mute."
Aunt Jiang said: "What you do is not valuable anymore.
The two brothers join hands and spend so much time to give it away."
Jiang Minghui said helplessly: "Qingya helped me a lot."
Aunt Jiang said: "Why don't you just draw a few paintings to help me?"
Father Jiang stopped them and said: "Damn it, Qingya helped you a lot.
Let's make it up according to the picture, save effort and worry, and make it look good.
If Minghui wants to give it away, just give it away."
Aunt Jiang curled her lips and said: "She is like a fairy.
No matter how good she is in painting, if we don't make it up, we can't turn it into money."
Father Jiang glared and said, "If she didn't draw, we wouldn't be able to make such a good story, and we wouldn't be able to make it quickly."
Jiang Minghui nodded and said, "Mom, it was Qingya's idea to sell me this way."
Aunt Jiang also thanked Qingya for her help to the Jiang family, but she was extremely unhappy with giving her such a high evaluation.
It's as if her son relies on his wife to get ahead.
That's not true.
I went back to meet my biological mother.
Speaking of which, she should not be short.
She then asked: "No matter how good she is in painting, it wasn't Minghui who taught her."
Father Jiang agreed with this point and felt that the reason why Qingya was able to make those designs was thanks to Jiang Minghui's guidance.
Otherwise, how could a girl who didn't understand bamboo crafts know how to do that?
But he is an honest man and does not think this is what he should do.
He is still grateful to Qingya.
Because he said to Aunt Jiang: "Look, I've been making it up for decades.
You draw one and I'll take a look."
Aunt Jiang was immediately speechless.
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Let alone drawing such complicated designs, she couldn't even hold the pen steady.
He was so angry that he threw his hands and said: "Give it away, I don't care if you give it away."
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