Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Chapter 98

"That woman is a embroiderer?"

Xiao Er shook his head.

"A businessman?"

Xiao Er shook his head.

"That woman is carrying a medicine box, she looks like a doctor!"

doctor?

The shopkeeper's eyes widened in surprise. He frowned and looked at these blueprints. Those clothes were bright and beautiful, and the styles were novel.

He hurried downstairs, and saw the woman carrying the medicine box at a glance. The woman only used a jade hairpin to pull up her long hair, and her long hair touched her waist like a waterfall. Looking back for a moment, the gorgeous cloth around her was instantly compared to her. Going down, this woman is as fresh and refined as a white lotus after the rain. Why didn't he know that there is such a woman in the mountain city?
Thinking about it this way, it is reasonable to be able to design such a novel style of clothing.

"Girl, did you design the style of this dress?"

The shopkeeper looked at Su Yuanyuan as if seeing a treasure, with an unstoppable smile in his eyes.

Before Su Yuanyuan could answer, he continued to ask, "Can I buy your pattern?"

Su Yuanyuan was a little hesitant. At the beginning, she only wanted to make her clothes look better and more comfortable, but she never thought of making money from this style. But now seeing her clothes being so affirmed by others, she feels Huanxi couldn't be restrained at all, his brows and eyes were dizzy with smiles, it's not a bad idea to make a fortune by relying on this.

"I can buy it, but I want to see how well the sample you made can reach my heart. If your channel is too short and the embroiderer's skills are not good, wouldn't it be a waste of such a good pattern?"

The shopkeeper was slightly taken aback, he really didn't think so much, there are too many things to consider when making clothes, what if the clothes are completely different from the drawings, what should we do?
He nodded, "Okay, I will go to Suzhou to find the best embroiderer in ten days, and I will definitely satisfy the girl!"

Su Yuanyuan saw that he was an honest and trustworthy businessman, so she handed over the drawings to him with peace of mind.

When Su Yuanyuan and Yichun walked out of the clothing workshop, Yichun looked at Su Yuanyuan worriedly, "What if he takes your blueprints to make clothes and sells them, what if he refuses to accept the account?"

Su Yuanyuan had also thought about this idea, but even if he stole these few patterns, could he steal more patterns from Su Yuanyuan's mind?
At that time, as long as Su Yuanyuan researches more and more novel patterns, it will not be difficult for people to see who copied who, and they will shoot themselves in the foot, unless the person is so stupid.

The day passed very quickly, and before it was time to get off work, Su Yuanyuan saw Jiang Wenzheng who came to pick her up from get off work on a wooden crutch.

The man had a firm face and deep eyes. He looked at Su Yuanyuan across the long street, and his gentle smile made Su Yuanyuan intoxicated.

Su Yuanyuan packed her small medicine box quickly, ran out bouncingly, and flew into Jiang Wenzheng's arms like a swallow returning to its nest.

Fortunately, it was already afternoon, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, so no one noticed them. Otherwise, Su Yuanyuan's bold and open behavior would definitely be accused of being unfeminine.

Su Yuanyuan and Jiang Wenzheng held hands and walked towards home slowly under the golden sunshine.

Jiang Wenzheng has been exercising well in the past few days. His left leg can already use his strength well, and it doesn't hurt after walking too much. Even the right leg still gives Su Yuanyuan a headache.

She has been looking for medical books these days, but she couldn't find the millennium black iron that Li Xun mentioned. She is not reconciled that Jiang Wenzheng's right leg has been like this all his life.

When the two returned home, they saw Qing standing in the yard with a bad complexion, watching three children studying there.

"What's the matter? They're being naughty again?"

Qingyi usually has a good temper and usually doesn't get angry, but now he has a gloomy face, as if someone owes him 200 taels of silver.

A few days ago, Jiang Zhiyi got lost, and Su Yuanyuan also knew that Xiao Douding was too naughty, but Qingyi kept feeling guilty, frowning for two or three days in a row. Fortunately, Su Yuanyuan enlightened him in time, otherwise she would really I'm afraid that one day Qingyi will apologize with death.

Qing picked Jiang Zhiyi up, and Su Yuanyuan saw that Jiang Zhiyi's upper body was fine, but the lower body seemed to be soaked in muddy soup, and the upper and lower parts seemed to be cut off at the waist.

"puff……"

Su Yuanyuan only saw her upper body just now, but now she couldn't bear to see it.

Before Dongyuan came, Su Yuanyuan looked at Jiang Zhiyi's dirty appearance rather disgusted.

"Give it to me, I'll take him to wash."

Jiang Wenzheng and Su Yuanyuan's parenting methods are similar, the principle of free-range raising is as long as they are alive.

But he sat on the small stool that only reached his calf, looked at Fu Yueming at the same level, and asked in a gentle voice, "Yueming, did Ah Yi fight?"

Fu Yueming looked worriedly at the backyard, then at his brother, and asked cautiously, "Uncle Jiang, promise not to hit me."

Fu Yueming's eyes are like black grapes, and the tips of the long eyelashes are playfully curved. When he grows up, he must be a great beauty. Jiang Wenzheng doesn't know why, but when he treats Fu Yueming, he always becomes subconsciously gentle , as if afraid of frightening this beautiful little doll.

"Okay, Uncle Jiang promises."

After getting the guarantee, Fu Yueming smiled happily, and his little mouth was grinning crookedly.

"It's Shi Li, who bullied Ah Yi and said that Uncle Jiang, you are a cripple."

Fu Yueming was only seven or eight years old, and she still didn't understand what lame person meant, let alone what kind of blow this word would have on an adult.

But Fu Yunkai is different, he is young and mature, he has long been familiar with these principles, he suddenly scolded Fu Yueming, the little girl was frightened instantly, looked at the two of them with flustered eyes, and lowered her little head in bewilderment.

Jiang Wenzheng gently stroked her small head with his big hand, and there was still a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, as if what he just said hadn't affected him in any way.

"Uncle Jiang, what is a cripple?"

Fu Yueming raised his small head and asked in a low voice.

On the side, Fu Yun opened the brush in his hand, frowned, and said reproachfully, "Yueming, you can't be rude."

He looked at Jiang Wenzheng with some guilt, "Uncle Jiang, I'm sorry, Yueming still doesn't understand these things, so don't be angry."

The boy is young and mature, and his speech reveals the maturity and stability of an adult, but his personality is very similar to his elder brother.

Jiang Wenzheng shook his head, he wouldn't get angry because of this sentence, besides, after so many years, there were more than one bad words, he had long since become numb.

But suddenly there was a sound and image behind him. He looked back and saw Su Yuanyuan standing there firmly, her eyes burning with anger, and even the hands hanging by her sides were clenched into fists, trembling with anger.

Why does this kid have such an open mouth!
(End of this chapter)