The Little First Grand Secretary in My House Chapter 43:
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This article can be read normally if the subscription ratio is ≥50%, otherwise it needs to be delayed for three days, and the supplement can be viewed immediately. She looks like she is in her fifties, with her gray hair neatly **** behind her head. She has a long face, her eyelids are a little droopy, and her face becomes triangular-shaped when pulled, which makes her look particularly uninviting.
Zhao didn’t need to say anything, but Sun just said it: "Zhaoer, it’s not that the fourth aunt is talking about you, you are a girl who likes to make a fuss. Could it be that you deliberately torment us all, even if you don’t feel happy..."
Before she finished speaking, she was pulled by the man Xue Qinghuai.
"Okay, just say a few words. Zhao'er is not ignorant. Besides, the dog is sick. It's better to find a doctor to see him, so that the family can rest assured."
"I said less and less, and I didn't say anything..."
"You also said..."
The couple went out while talking and playing around. Auntie Yang smiled at Zhao'er and then said to her mother-in-law: "Mom, let's go too and let the dog have a good rest."
Ms. Zhao glanced at the dog on the kang, snorted coldly, turned around and left. Just from her posture, it can be seen that she is very angry.
In fact, this is indeed the case. The Xue family cannot be called a very rich family. To hire a doctor from the town will cost at least one or two hundred bucks. With the Xue family's current wealth, how many times can it be done? ? ! In particular, the doctor's pulse diagnosis just now confirmed Zhao's guess that Xue Gouzi was deliberately pretending to be ill, and it was strange that she was happy.
Let Mrs. Zhao see that the two brats from the second bedroom are deliberately torturing the family, but since the eldest daughter-in-law has come forward to persuade them, Ms. Zhao will naturally not say more.
Generally speaking, among the three daughters-in-law of the Xue family, Yang is the most popular with Zhao. The eldest has an unusual status, and Zhao is willing to give some face to the eldest daughter-in-law.
After Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Yang left, only the third uncle Xue Qingbai and the third aunt Zhou were left in the house. The two of them didn't usually talk much, and they didn't stay too long. Zhao'er thought that it was hard work for his third uncle to be busy in and out just now, so he sent the two of them out with a smile.
When he turned around and came back, he saw Xue Gouzi lying on the kang with his eyes open, as if he had gone crazy.
She didn’t think much about it. She came to the kang and touched his head: “Dog, don’t think too much. They don’t believe you are sick but have a headache. I believe you. You should take good care of your health. Don’t Stop thinking wildly."
Xue Gouzi glanced at her, his mouth was dry and his throat was tight: "Zhao'er..."
"What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Feeling these not delicate but very warm hands touching his head and face, Xue Gouzi felt a sense of reality and happiness that he had never experienced before.
She is not dead, and neither is he.
Although he didn't like some of her daily actions, and even hated her as his child bride, he never thought about letting her die. How could he be the one who killed his wife and son.
But Xue Gouzi was still very flustered, because that dream was too real. After experiencing that dream for more than seventy years, it was as if he had also experienced that life. But when I woke up from the dream, I didn't dare to look back after all the vicissitudes of life.
"Zhaoer..."
"Hey!"
"Zhaoer..."
"Yeah."
"Zhaoer..."
A stream of heat suddenly flowed out unconsciously from the dry eyes.
This frightened Zhao'er so much that she didn't even think about the fact that the little man would never call her that, let alone get close to him. She took his head into her arms and anxiously Ask him what's wrong.
Seeing that he didn't speak and was just crying in his arms, Zhao'er couldn't help but misunderstand whether those people just now made him think too much. From Zhao'er's perspective, the little man just had a lot of things on his mind and never said it out loud, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten this serious illness.
She patted his back again and again, holding him in her arms like she had held him when he was a child, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, dog, even if they don't send you to study, I will send you there, and I will sell the iron." I’ll send you all there.”
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Xue Gouzi was recovering from a serious illness after all, and after experiencing such an incident, he drank some gruel for dinner and fell asleep.
Zhaoer covered him with a quilt and then went to pack the backpack he had just brought back.
The backpack was filled with needlework, thread and other items. These were rags that Zhao'er bought from the embroidery shop in the town. The reason why I got into this business was because I used to recruit children to carry bags made for women in the village and sell them in embroidery workshops.
There are no adults in the second room. Although the family is in charge of food, the pens, inks, paper and inkstones used by Xue Gouzi to study, as well as the clothes, bedding and some odds and ends for the two of them, etc., all require money.
It would be impossible to get money from the Zhao family. Although the uncle Xue Qingshan promised to treat his nephew as his own son, Zhao'er only saw the eldest son's mouth with a shiny face on weekdays. Xue Juncai There is never a shortage of pens, inks, paper and inkstones. In comparison, the little man was as thin as a bamboo pole, with a bald pen that Xue Qingshan didn't use back then.
Zhao'er has always been a strong person, and she couldn't bear to wrong the little man, so she had to rack her brains and look for money everywhere. There were no opportunities to make money in the countryside, so she went to the town and looked around. As long as it was within her ability and did not require capital, she would try to do it.
In the past few years, she has collected vegetables from the village and sold them in the town. She has taken jobs from the embroidery workshop and assigned them to the women in the village who are skilled in craftsmanship. She often goes to the mountains to find wild products to sell.
Now that this business has been done several times, Zhao'er has a sweet mouth and a thick face. The owner of the embroidery shop can't rely on her to grind, so he sells unwanted rags to her in packages. She took it back, trimmed it and cut it, then asked the women in the village to help make purses and other items. She could make a lot of money by reselling them in the embroidery workshop. It’s much better than before just collecting the wallets made by others and earning a penny from several wallets.
If it weren’t for the money he made from this business, I still don’t know when Xue Gouzi will recover from his serious illness. Mrs. Zhao would have stopped paying for the medicines. When he came, he had to hide it, for fear that other people in the Xue family would find out.
When he thought of this, Zhao'er's mouth tightened.
She has always been nimble with her hands and feet, so she stopped fussing with it after she picked some useful pieces of cloth. I chose clean ones and spread them out on the square table. I used scissors to cut these strange-shaped pieces of cloth into a uniform shape.
Zhaoer calculated this by herself based on how much fabric is needed to make a purse. It will not be more or less. She will not take out these rags for others to see.
It is not easy for country people to make a penny. If someone finds out about it, they will be robbed of the way to make money within a few days.
Zhaoer also wants to use this to make money for her little man to go to the town to study. She can only go to see Xue Jun, and her little man can also go. Zhao'er always prepared things with both hands. She knew that the big house would never let such good things happen to the little man.
It is better to ask for help from others than to ask for oneself, and it is better to rely on oneself than to rely on mountains and rivers for support.
Zhaoer has understood this since he was seven years old and had to be exchanged for money by his grandmother and father.
Zhaoer finished what he was doing and saw that the little man was sleeping soundly. He looked at the sky outside and saw that it was already dark, so he wrapped the arranged cloth in something and hurriedly took it out.
Yuqing Village is particularly peaceful at night. The pale silver moonlight shines on the village paths. Although the road cannot be seen clearly, it is not completely dark after all.
Zhaoer walked all the way without even being surprised by a dog.
This is not an ability that ordinary people can have. You must know that in places like the countryside, almost every household has a dog. Dogs are particularly alert at night. Whenever someone walks by the door, they will bark wildly. Even if a petty thief came to the door, he would have been frightened away by the dog.
Zhaoer only developed this ability after walking a lot at night.
Of course it also has something to do with the black man following her legs.
Heizi is a country dog, but he is stronger and bigger than other country dogs. Not many dogs in Yuqing Village can beat Heizi, and it is because of Heizi that Zhaoer dares to walk alone at night.
She went to a family's house in a familiar way. It was strange that the other party knew that she would come at this time and left the door open for her. As soon as she entered the door, the family's dog rushed over. Before she could reach her, a black shadow rushed over and threw the dog to the ground. The dog was so frightened that it lay on the ground and stopped barking.
Zhao'er gloated: "I don't have a long memory!"
At this time, a man came out of the house and smiled as he walked forward: "This black man is here to bully our family's wealth again. Please come in and sit down."
"Aunt Osmanthus, I won't go in, and I'm rushing back."
Zhaoer handed the things in his hands to the person who came, took some things from the other person's hand, wrapped them in cloth, and then went to the next house.
Zhaoer visited five families.
She is eager to make money, but there are few women in the village who are good at needlework. In addition, the person she is looking for must be tight-lipped and reliable. Otherwise, the whole village will know about it before the money is earned. She also makes **** money.
The reason why she said this is because when she collected vegetables from the village and sold them in the town, she was publicized by people who were not careful about the matter. As a result, she was criticized all day long. She was not afraid of being criticized, but these things eventually reached the little man's ears, and some villagers teased him about it, which caused a lot of conflicts between her and the little man. And after that, she couldn't receive any vegetables in the village. Even if someone sold them to her, they would be at a high price.