suspected wife

As the days slipped into November, it got colder.

It hadn't snowed yet, but Qiao Mingjin lit a charcoal basin early in the house.

Now Xiahe Village is located in the south of the Wei Dynasty, and there is no habit of burning pits in the north.When it is the coldest, burn two more pots of charcoal fire in the house and wrap yourself in a thick quilt.

Qiao Mingjin put on winter clothes for Wan'er and Yunluan early on.

Both of them are still too young, if they are sick, it will be a disaster.Many children die young these days. In Xiahe Village, some women only support one or two after giving birth to seven or eight.

There are still two hours of bullock cart distance from Xiahe Village to Jishang, and it is even further away from Qingchuan City.Although it is faster to have a carriage, the distant water can't always quench the near thirst.

There are few designated hospitals or on-call medical services in this day and age.

Qiao Mingjin didn't care about spring and autumn cold, as soon as the two children said it was cold, she and Ming Qi hurriedly added clothes to the two children.Wrapped into a fat ball.I really don't know if I can still walk when there is heavy snow in the middle of winter.

The two children were very excited in winter clothes.

It's all the first time.Which child doesn't like new clothes?Crying about being cold and wanting to add more clothes, I don't know if it's really cold or I like to wear new clothes to show off outside.

Anyway, Sister Xiu said that she heard Yue Donggen next door yelling about making new clothes.In exchange, Mrs. Sun pointed and scolded Huai from morning till night.

Occasionally, Qiao Mingjin met her, and heard her heavy nasal voice, squinting his eyes and muttering in a low voice: A child rolling in the mud in the country, puts on new clothes and becomes a rich lady in the city?

Qiao Mingjin pretended not to hear.

Is it bothering you?

Every time Zhou Yanqing came, he would bring some fabric or leather.Before Qiao Mingjin refused, he said that it was winter in the mansion.It's just rough girls.

She, Qiao Mingjin, as the partner of Lord Zhou's Saturday, was wronged only to get some allowances from the mansion.Whoever cooperates with him doesn't prepare generous annual gifts every year?

Before Qiao Mingjin was about to speak, Grandpa Saturday said again that she naturally had her annual gift, and these were just an outpost.

Qiao Mingjin swallowed her joke.

Just joking of course.

She didn't feel that people were going to miss her share.

Since Zhou Yanqing gave the nobile inlaid with beads, green red gold and silk butterflies to catch flowers, the two seemed to have become more familiar with each other.Qiao Mingjin can sometimes make some harmless jokes unscrupulously.

Zhou Yanqing was naturally delighted with Qiao Mingjin's change.

He sent gifts several times in a row.

But since Qiao Mingjin reminded her, she couldn't keep up with the value of that golden hairpin.She didn't refuse something that wasn't worth anything.

There is a boudoir feeling.

Where I grew up in the past, there was no rule that a girlfriend must be a woman, right?But she finds this setting really weird.Sometimes, just thinking about it like this, she can't help but muffled laughter...

Since the root carving works of Yayi Workshop gained fame in Qingchuan City, Zhou Yanqing became even more busy.

In the past, we could see each other every three to five times, but now we don't see each other every half a month.

Naturally, there are many discerning merchants in the city. Since Yayi's root carving works came out, they have naturally attracted the envy of countless colleagues.

They set out to share a piece of the action.

But where is it so easy?

It doesn't matter if you understand the processing flow of root carving works.Even if you know it, how can the raw materials be so easy to find?

What is the weather like today?It's going to be winter.

Qiao Mingjin and Zhou Yanqing had already seized the nearby raw materials.Not only Xiahe Village has almost finished digging, but the surrounding villages also sent the wooden piles to Xiahe Village with a bullock cart as soon as they were dug.

Even those who have obtained good wood for furniture nearby or everywhere, Zhou Yanqing greeted them in advance.After cutting the wood.Be sure to dig out the wooden stake by the way, and send it to him to sell for money.The wooden stakes of female wood are quite expensive.

For others, the once-abandoned wooden stakes are naturally not comparable to the wood they want.But that's just a little effort, wouldn't it be nice to be favored by the Zhou family's Saturday Master by the way?

In this way, it also indirectly cut off the source of other people's raw materials.

Come again, even if others purchase from farther places, come again.That thing is too big to be checked in, and the second is that the weather is getting colder.It has started to snow in the north, and the road is not easy to walk.

The wooden stake became a little heavier after being drenched in snow, making it even more difficult to transport.It will take a long time to wait for it to dry.

So even if the carpenter's shop in the city is about to move, Qiao Mingjin is not very worried.

However, taking advantage of this shareholders' wind, the carpenter's shop in the city also made some exquisite wood carvings with wooden pieces.

Although it does not have the beauty of the natural form of tree roots, there are also some exquisite products.

Zhou Yanqing took advantage of this time when someone was sharing his share of the pie, and ran out frequently, trying his best to sell his root carvings to others.He took Yunjin to the surrounding cities and counties several times.

I also drew the "Peacock Spreading the Screen" in the carpenter's shop, which is regarded as the treasure of the shop, and sent it to the capital along with the daily mail...

When everyone was busy, they didn't pay much attention to the two children at home.

When Xiao Yunluan rested his chin on his bare hands and said sullenly that he hadn't seen his father for several days, Wan'er seemed to reflect it.

Her mouth was pursed and her eyes were dim with tears, as if she hadn't seen her father for a long time.

The little thing rolled his eyes around, but couldn't find her mother.After thinking about it, he ran to the kitchen and pulled Ming Qi's clothes, raised his head and asked with tears in his eyes, "Auntie, when will my father come back?"

Seeing that aggrieved look, Ming Qi was both angry and hated.

Pulling the hem of the clothes back from Xiaodongxi's hands: "Why don't you ask your mother?"

"Wan'er dare not."

Ming Qi looked down at her and was even more angry.

"Hmph. If you really ask, your mother will definitely be angry. Do you want your mother to be angry?"

The little thing blinked his tears and shook his head vigorously.

"That's right. You don't want your mother to be angry, so you dare not ask. You ask Auntie. Aren't you afraid that Auntie will be angry? Auntie loves you for nothing?"

"Auntie, why are you angry?"

Holding the spatula, Ming Qi turned around to face her, looked at her tenderly and said, "Wan'er, do you want to go back to your grandma's place? Auntie will take you there as soon as she's done cooking."

The little thing shook his head vigorously, shook his head again, took two steps back, and then two steps back, and quickly backed to the threshold, then turned around and ran away quickly.

Don't go to grandma's house!

horrible.My aunt knows how to bully people.

Ming Qi stretched his head and glanced into the yard.I found that the two children were playing together again, and it seemed that nothing major happened, so I went back to the kitchen to cook.

The spatula was rattled by her swing, if the cast iron pan was thinner, it might be worn through by her shoveling it twice.

In the evening, Ming Qi wanted to open his mouth several times after dinner.But seeing that her sister was so busy during this time, she shut her mouth tightly again.

Hmph, that's an old man, why mention him to make my sister unhappy.

During this period of time, Qiao Mingjin really couldn't take care of the house, and didn't pay much attention to the changes in the expressions of the children.

After the workshops in the city launched some wood carvings, small root carvings and bamboo root carvings, Zhou Yanqing didn't come much.Busy every day in the city to show off his extraordinary business ability on Saturday.

And Qiao Mingjin also felt a crisis.She goes to the workshop every day to do some work.Closed in the workshop, I sketched and painted.

There are no patents these days.Unless your stuff has something to do with the royal family, it may be less imitated.But if not.As long as something is made, it is inevitable that others will imitate it.

Although they started their workshop early, they became famous in the city and controlled most of the raw material market near Qingchuan.But if the guarantee is not complete, someone will buy it at a high price, and some people will not be able to withstand the betrayal.

These days, there are many hidden craftsmen with great skills among the people.As long as there is a market, it is inevitable that others will take a share of the pie, and no one can stop it.

She just walked first.

And this time period is also considered the right time and place.Just in winter, it is not convenient to transport raw materials from other places.On the contrary, it can give them a little more time to take the lead in the workshop.At least it can survive the New Year, and it can still be stable until March and April.

But after the new year, even if other people have raw materials, it must be more attractive than what other people make.As long as the modeling concept is good, people will have the desire to buy collections.

So Qiao Mingjin went all out.

She wandered around the workshop every day, staring at the newly arrived, semi-dry, dry wooden stakes, looked and looked, observed and observed, not letting go of every detail and root system, until her eyelids were sore, she finally put them on the ground. Shut back to the room to draw drawings.

She has seen many root carving works in her previous life, and she has seen all the works in root carving museums in several provinces.

There are also some inspirations.

These days, I have you and it is not terrible.The terrible thing is, what I had first is not as good as what you came from behind.

If there are people, I will be refined.Maybe even carve a bloody path through the jungle.

So every day, Qiao Mingjin's mind was full of various works and drawings. She didn't see Wan'er's hesitation when she coaxed Wan'er to sleep every night.

The little thing muffled for days.Every day when she was looking forward to it and almost forgot about it, her father Yue Zhongyao finally came back.

"Wan'er!"

The little thing belatedly looked towards the sound, and stared blankly at the dusty man in front of him.

A little familiar.

The little thing stood up and took two steps forward.He stopped again, and looked up at him in a daze.

Yue Zhongyao was a little surprised to see his daughter, but he couldn't help feeling sad when he saw his daughter like this.

He hasn't seen his daughter for more than a month.The daughter almost forgot about him, right?

"Wan'er, don't you know Daddy? Daddy came back to see us Wan'er."

After the little thing heard it, he let out a "wow" and galloped over with his short legs.

Maybe it's because the clothes were worn too much, and they were wrapped into a big meat ball, and their steps were a little staggering.

Yue Zhongyao put the luggage in his hand on the ground, took two quick steps forward, lifted the little thing high from the inside of the two arms of the little thing, and hugged it tightly to his chest.

Hot.

The daughter he kept talking about day and night.

The daughter of his blood.

"Do you miss Daddy?"

The little thing had tears all over his face, sobbing and nodding.

Yue Zhongyao's heart became softer, and he gently wiped his daughter's face with his big hand.Extremely careful, yet extremely gentle.

The daughter's face is tender and smooth, like an egg that has been peeled off its shell.I don't know how Jinniang took care of it, so he didn't dare to wipe it hard, for fear of scratching it.

"Wow... ah ah..."

Yue Zhongyao was startled, and hastily pushed his daughter away, staring at her face.

"Wow ah ah ah..."

In a moment, a small meat ball brushed past him and ran towards the door quickly.

Who is that?Yue Zhongyao blinked and blinked.

Ming Qi gouged out Yue Zhongyao's eyes bitterly at the door of the main room, then ran out to chase Xiao Yunluan.

That little thing must miss his father too.

Hmph, what a troublemaker.What are you doing back here? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: ps: This chapter was coded out after twelve o'clock. I wanted to post it, but it was too late and no one would read it, so I put it in the morning.Today there will be a few more chapters to make up for yesterday.Thank you "Clear Sky Wanyue" for becoming the rudder master, spreading flowers~~~

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