Jinghong Tower

Chapter 247 Fried River Prawns with Chives

He Ran smiled and nodded, looking at Nie Chen like a fox watching a plump and quiet chicken.

"But who should be sent to recruit people? Does Mr. Nie have a suitable candidate?"

Nie Chen clasped his hands and said, "Nie Chen is willing to be the boss."

He Ran's eyes shone: "Mr. Nie is righteous!"

The matter was happily decided.

He Ran sent He Jiangqi to escort him, just like the same people who invited Nie Chen over from Xiaoshan.

After Nie Chen left, He Ran sent Zhang Jiahui and Xiaoli to visit Nie's mother and Nie Lian.

The Nie family's house was given to him by He Ran. The Sanjin house previously belonged to the King of Jin and was one of the many properties owned by the King of Jin in Jinyang.

Zhang Jiahui and Xiaoli brought He Ran's greetings and gifts.

He Ran's gift was very down-to-earth, a basket of river shrimps and a bundle of leeks.

The river shrimps were freshly caught this morning, and the leeks were grown in flower pots by the maids in the office.

When Mother Nie saw these things, her heart suddenly calmed down, and she felt at ease as never before.

In this foreign land, they arrived for the first time, and their eyes were filled with darkness.

If you give her jewelry, jade, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, she will be even more panicked. She doesn't know what your intentions are, let alone what she and her family must do to be worthy of this generous gift.

However, what He Ran sent was just the most ordinary river shrimp and leeks, which were ordinary but kind, just like a courtesy exchange between neighbors.

Today you gave my family a basket of home-grown vegetables, and tomorrow I will give your family some salted duck eggs that I pickled myself.

What He Ran brought was river shrimp and leeks. Can you suspect her intentions?
At this moment, when Mother Nie saw these gifts, all she could think about was stir-fried river shrimps with leeks.

Before Zhang Jiahui and Xiaoli left, they said to Nie Lian: "Second Lady Nie, the boss has said that if you are tired of staying at home, you can walk around or find a job."

Nie Lian was startled: "Work? What is that?"

Xiaoli said with a smile: "Just find something to do. For example, Jiahui and I, we both have jobs, as well as the embroidery workers in the embroidery workshop, the shopkeepers and assistants in the shop, this is also work."

Nie Lian understood, but was confused again: "But I can't do any of these."

Xiaoli said hurriedly: "There's no rush. Madam Nie will first take care of herself and think about what she can do and what she wants to do. If one day, Madam Nie wants to go out to work, come to me or Jiahui." ”

After Zhang Jiahui and Xiaoli left, Mother Nie went to the kitchen. Today she was going to cook herself, making fried river shrimps with leeks.

Nie Lian returned to the house and sat on the Kang, dazed for a while. She also went to the kitchen and used toothpicks to pick out the shrimp threads for the larger river shrimps.
Seeing her distracted look, Mother Nie sighed secretly in her heart.

Once upon a time, her daughter was just like the two girls here today, healthy, lively, cheerful and generous.

It had only been a dozen years, but her daughter, who was as beautiful as a morning flower, had become as haggard and haggard as she is now.

Thinking of her daughter's suffering, Nie's mother wished she could whip her dead son-in-law to death.

Mother Nie also heard what Xiaoli said just now.

In a family like their Nie family, the female family members would not go out to show their faces. But thinking of the two girls she had just met, Nie's mother suddenly changed her mind.

The reason why their mother and daughter followed their son all the way to Jinyang was because they wanted to change the environment and let their daughter live a new life?
But if your daughter is locked up in the house and unable to extricate herself from the pain, what is the difference between that and staying in Xiaoshan?

What’s the point of running through all the difficulties and dangers?

Wouldn't it be better for her if she were allowed to go out and find something to do, make new friends and get busy?
Thinking of the confident smiles on Zhang Jiahui and Xiaoli's faces, Mother Nie made up her mind.

Her daughter should be like this, her daughter should be like this!
"Lianniang, you still remember your Uncle Ji Cong, right?"

Nie Lian didn't know why her mother mentioned Uncle Ji Cong. She nodded blankly: "Remember."

"Your uncle Ji Cong is not good at literature and martial arts, and he stutters when he speaks. Let alone being a staff member, he can't even explain clearly when he goes shopping on the street." Nie's mother said.

Nie Lian laughed and said, "But isn't Uncle Ji Cong always working in the yamen?"

Seeing that she had hit the point, Mother Nie said with a smile: "That's because he writes well! His handwriting is one of the best in our Nie family. He relies on this handwriting to get his job done." Come."

Seeing that Nie Lian seemed to be interested, Nie's mother continued: "Lianniang, you are also good at handwriting. When your father was still alive, he always said that your handwriting was better than that of your eldest brother. Your eldest brother also admitted it. ,do you remember?"

Nie Lian's face turned red, and her eyes seemed to light up: "That's brother's humility."

Nie's mother said: "Ignoring whether he is modest or not, your handwriting is very good, but it is absolutely true.

Lianniang, why don't you follow your uncle Ji Cong's example and find a job in the yamen. Look at the two girls who just came, they both work in the yamen.

Otherwise, would you like to try it too? "

Nie Lian quickly shook his head: "How can I do it? Besides, I haven't practiced calligraphy for many years, and I'm already rusty."

Since giving birth to the child, she has been taking care of the housework all these years. With endless housework, she has no time and mind to practice calligraphy.

"You just lack practice, it's not that you can't write. You start practicing from now on. When you are satisfied with the practice, go to those two girls to help find a job. No, work, that's called work." Mother Nie said.

Nie Lian was stunned. She didn't dare to think about work, but practicing calligraphy
She likes to write, it was her hobby when she was a girl, not just to pass the time, but she really likes it.

That night, the mother and daughter ate fried river shrimps with leeks. Mother Nie walked to Nie Chen's study and moved the pen, ink, paper and inkstones that Nie Chen had not taken away to Nie Lian's room without mercy.

"Brother will be angry when he comes back." Nie Lian whispered.

Mother Nie felt sad again. How could her daughter be so cautious before? This was all wasted in my husband's family.

"Have you forgotten that when you were a kid, you ran into your eldest brother's study and made trouble? He got a knife to clear his heart, but you took it away and used it. He was so angry that he stamped his feet, but he couldn't bear to scold you."

While nagging, Mother Nie personally studied ink for her daughter. When she saw her daughter pick up the pen and write the first word on the paper, Mother Nie laughed until she burst into tears.

"Well written, so well written!"

When writing, keep your back straight. Nie Lian was still timid, but her back gradually straightened up and became straighter and straighter.

She has nothing left, but she still has relatives who love and support her.

She doesn't know anything, but she can still write.

In this era, if she could write, she was already better than most people, not to mention, she could also write well.