Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

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Xia Beibei looked at Xia Xiaoju speechlessly, she was just an embroidery artist, and it excited her, but I don't know, I thought she fell into a nest of gold.

"This child is so happy and silly." Grandma Xiaoju shook her head and said dotingly.

"Jiu Niang, tell Xiao Ju to learn embroidery from your grandma, have you told your grandma?" Suddenly, Grandpa Xiao Ju said.

They all know that Xia Beibei is someone who thinks of others. As long as it is good to her, she will be good to others. However, this embroidery is a craft, how can it be passed on to others at will?

He was really worried that this was just Xia Beibei's whim, and he never discussed it with Sang Jinghong.

"I've said it, grandma only agreed with me to come here." Xia Beibei said in the most casual tone possible.

It's normal for them to have concerns, not to mention embroidery art, in the countryside, whoever has a way to make money is not always hidden.

"That's good, that's good." Grandpa Xiaoju heaved a sigh of relief, not in vain.

"Old lady, hurry up and take a look, what else is there in the house, Xiaoju is going to be an apprentice, no matter what, she has to send something decent."

This master can't be called empty-handed, and Sang Jinghong's unique skill can't be learned by anyone who wants to learn it. Since this good thing fell on Xiaoju's head, then his family can't just say nothing Said, that's it.

"Father, look at what you said, how can I let my mother out of this thing, I still have a pair of silver bracelets in my dowry, I will find them." Aunt Ji said immediately.

If it's another daughter-in-law who hears that her father-in-law asks her mother-in-law to give her money, she might be so happy. How could she be like her and would still pay for it by herself.

This is the difference between people, it is really too big.

"There's no need for you to come out, I still have..."

"Grandma Xin, Aunt Ji, aren't you seeing strangers like this? You just go to learn embroidery. When you say this, it looks like I came to your house to ask for something. That's not good." Seeing Ji Auntie and Grandma Xiaoju were vying to help themselves, but Xia Beibei interrupted them sincerely.

"Yes, yes, how can I let old Sang Bai teach Xiaoju." Grandma Xiaoju said immediately.

"Grandma Xin, I really don't need it. If you think your family has taken advantage, then let Da Dabu teach me the skill of weaving bamboo baskets." Xia Beibei said seriously.

"Also, when I get married in the future, Xiaoju will embroider the wedding dress, haha."

She made up her mind very shamelessly, she was really too lazy to do it herself, but, the girls in Fantasy Kingdom basically embroidered their wedding dresses by themselves, except those nobles who stretched out their hands for clothes and opened their mouths for food.

However, how could she have imagined that in the future, she would also become a person who stretches out her hands for clothes and opens her mouth for food.

"You child, you are really not ashamed." Grandma Xiaoju scolded her angrily, but there was no trace of blame in her tone. Xiaoju will arrange it for you."

In this way, Xia Beibei discussed with them for a long time, and finally decided to let Xia Xiaoju move to her house this winter, and just be her companion, so as not to run back and forth, and get her feet frozen in the snow. But it's not good.

"Uncle Dao, you only do these two things. If you do too much, will it... be unsalable?" After holding back for a long time, Xia Beibei finally couldn't help it anymore. Aunt Ji and Grandma Xiaoju were still discussing When he was driving, he asked Xia Dao in a low voice.

One winter, for four whole months, just do these two things, bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets, wouldn’t it be too much, and then they couldn’t be sold?

Although Nanshan Town is quite big, these two things are not things that will be consumed. They can be used at home for a few years. Is it really good to make so many?

What's more, Xia Daoda should not be the only one who can do it. There must be some people in other villages who can do it, right?

"Unsalable? What do you mean?" Xia Dao asked suspiciously.

"This, it just can't be sold, there are too many, if no one buys it, won't it be sold?" Don't blame her crow's mouth, it's really very possible.

She doubted that Xia Daoist weaves so many bamboo baskets and baskets every year, and they really sold them all?

"Uh." Xia Dao was choked by her words, and couldn't help but blushed in embarrassment, "Jiu Niang, to tell you the truth, there are too many bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets, and it's not that they can't be sold, but the price is... just too low gone."

Every spring, the daughter-in-law and mother-in-law go to the town to set up a small stall, selling bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets, but they can’t sell a few in a day, so they thought of a way to go to those grocery stores and fruit stores , Restaurant sales, two cents for one penny, just sell them in batches, although the money is less, but it is still an income anyway.

Moreover, this bamboo can be chopped everywhere, and it doesn't cost money. He has nothing to do in winter, and he is very content with earning a few pennies a day.

"Then why don't you want to make something else?" Xia Beibei asked.

Naturally, fewer people buy these two things, because they are all prepared at home. However, if there are more varieties of things, there will be a lot less of each kind, and people who buy them will also have one more choice. How good is it?

"This..." Hearing Xia Beibei's words, Xia Dao suddenly looked embarrassed.

"Jiu Niang, don't tease Uncle Da Dao, if he knows how to make more things, why would he keep making up these two things here?" Aunt Ji said when she saw her husband being talked about by Xia Beibei Speechless, hurried forward to interject.

It's good enough to weave a few bamboo baskets and sell them, and it's better than those in the village who don't do anything in winter.

"Huh?" Xia Beibei looked at Aunt Ji in confusion. Could it be that Xia Dao Dao really only knows how to do these two things?

"Aunt Ji, isn't it easy to make some brooms, and pot brushes, these are what everyone needs to use."

Moreover, these two things are definitely consumed very quickly. Basically, they will be used for less than a year, and you have to buy new ones. Isn't this a better choice?

"That's right, Jier, why didn't I think of that before." Xia Dao Dao's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to pat his thigh.

It is much easier to make brooms and pot brushes than weaving bamboo poles and baskets, so he didn't even think of it, he was so stupid.

...

In Liu Huahong's house, she was lying on the bed angrily alone, and next to her stood Shorty Xia, watching her carefully.

"Huahong, you should hurry up and apologize to your mother, it is indeed your fault." Shorty Xia whispered to Liu Huahong.

Unexpectedly, his daughter-in-law would do such a thing, let Da Ya secretly hide steamed buns for her mother to eat, shouldn't mothers save all delicious food for their children?

It's a hidden thing, but it happened that my mother caught it right away.

"What, let me apologize, that dead... mother-in-law, why is she?" Liu Huahong paused, but fortunately she stopped in time, otherwise, with her noise, the dead old woman outside would have heard it, then Don't even think about the days ahead for her.

"How can you eat the steamed buns that Mother gave to Da Ya? Isn't this not paying attention to Mother?" Shorty Xia frowned. If there were flies in winter, if there were flies between his eyebrows, they would be caught by him. I was crushed to death.

After eating her daughter's steamed buns, is she still reasonable?

"Why do you all have steamed buns to eat, but I don't? Isn't it because I was injured and couldn't work, and you abused me like this, Shorty Xia, I, Liu Huahong, marrying you, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes .” Liu Huahong asked sharply.

They all understand steamed buns, but she, the hero who gave birth to Xia Ai's talented son, can only drink porridge? Why?

"Hua Hong, why do we all have steamed buns? Mother is old, shouldn't she eat some steamed buns?" Shorty Xia asked softly.

How can Huahong compare with Mother, she is old and can't be hungry.

Moreover, when he looked at his daughter-in-law, she was obviously getting better, but she was still lying on the bed and refused to go to the ground, and she was unwilling to help the big girl with some of the kitchen work. Could it be that she still wants her to eat well? Serve her with a drink?

To put it bluntly, this is really a bit of an overreach.

If it was said that she, Liu Huahong, would be unlucky for eight lifetimes to marry him, what about him? It used to be a peaceful home, but since Huahong married in, people in the village would poke her back when she walked on the road, didn't he hate it?

However, no matter how much you hate him, there is nothing you can do. The daughter-in-law has already married and the child has been born.

Not only was he helpless, but even his mother hated Huahong to the core. To be honest, Huahong's mouth was really terrible and not wicked at all.

Fortunately, my mother has an obedient and sensible grandson, so she didn't make up her mind and asked him to let Huahong drive him out of the house. This was already the biggest concession.

Can't the bonus be tolerated?

Or be more diligent with your hands, do more things and talk less, that way, you won't provoke your mother's resentment.

"Huahong, you can't listen to your mother more, don't make your mother angry anymore, she is not in good health and can't stand it."

"Mother, mother, mother, Shorty Xia, why didn't you go with your mother? Why didn't you go to have a son with her? She is not in good health, and I am in poor health!" Liu Huahong was almost mad with anger. .

Does this man still regard her as his wife? He opened and closed his mouth because of his ignorant, inferior mother, if he really looked down on her Liu Huahong so much, he might as well live with his mother, why would he still be looking for her?

"You—" Shorty Xia blushed instantly at Liu Huahong's words.

Such shameless, vulgar words, can you still say them? What kind of woman did he marry back?

Shorty Xia couldn't help but secretly rejoiced in his heart, fortunately Dafu followed him and didn't learn a bad habit from Liu Huahong in front of him.