Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 142 The New Helper (3)
"Yeah, my mother is talking about you. She wants to make clothes for you. It's not that I don't know the size. I'll wait for you to go back and measure it."

"Sixth aunt is so polite, she is not well yet, she needs to rest more."

The brothers and sisters were standing and chatting, during which time people came to inquire about the price of the small basket of cattail grass. Mo Zishan didn't ask for much, and he sold many of them in the blink of an eye. It seemed very popular. Qingli liked it very much and wanted one too. .

"Brother Shanzi, did you make this up yourself? The craftsmanship is really good!"

Mo Zishan nodded. These rushes grow in the ponds of neighboring villages, and they are very tough. The last time he passed by the village, he wondered if he could use it to weave something. He went home and experimented a few times, weaving a few Flower baskets, unexpectedly sell better than small carved dolls, and it is also very convenient. Last time, the little brother asked for a large number of dolls and took them away a few days in advance. He also said that he would continue to ask for it. Just make time for it.

Qingli has a lot of ideas. I heard that my uncle is a shopkeeper. It must be good to sell this small basket in the streets and alleys. It's a pity that there are not many left on the ground for Mo Zishan's purchase, and there is too little time, and mother will go back tomorrow.

"Little sister, which small basket do you like, you can choose a few."

Mo Zishan watched Qingli pick it up and observed it for a long time, then pointed to a row on the ground and said, "Take it casually, it's rare for you to have a good eye."

"These three belong to me."

Qingli was not too polite, and picked three at random. Recently, her cousin Mo Qingju was learning needlework with Aunt Zhang, and she should be able to use it. Things fall out.

"Brother Shanzi, I still have something to do. I'm leaving first. This is for you. Help me take it back to my aunt."

As Qingli spoke, she took out a large strip of pork belly from the basket, which she had just bought for Fushun's family, and she gave it to Mo Zishan, thinking that she would buy it later when she dropped by on her way back.

"Little sister, what are you doing here?"

Mo Zishan's face was flushed with anxiety, so he gave Qingli a few worthless small baskets, why did he give meat again, this farmer's family, who doesn't eat it once a year or so, but his family is strange, Since walking with Qingli's family, she has eaten it several times, and every time her mother sighs, let him remember this kindness of giving charcoal in the snow.

"Hey, Brother Shanzi, don't look outside. You know that my family's conditions are a little better. My mother has been talking about my sixth aunt. I went back to Mo's Village two days ago just in time for rain, so I didn't go to visit. So, this time You take the meat, can the sixth uncle help me build a house without eating some good ones? If you feel embarrassed, just help me weave some small baskets in the future. My uncle is a shopkeeper. I think he will finish my house. Can you take a look and take some of this little basket away."

"That's no problem. I'll make up more when I get back."

Mo Zishan nodded, very happy, feeling that he owed so much to Qingli, and now he finally has a place to use.

Saying goodbye to Mo Zishan, Qingli went to buy another large piece of meat. The uncle who sold the meat was already very familiar with her. When I met a grocery store, I bought a lot of things here and there, such as dried dates, walnut kernels, some candied fruit, brown sugar, and went to the pastry shop to pick up two packs of pastries. Then I went straight to Fushun’s house. Unknowingly, two big fish were brought out.

The yard of Fushun's house is very close to the river in the town. It is rather messy here. I saw crowds of women washing clothes by the river, washing their clothes in big baskets.

Fushun's house is easy to find, the yard is the last one in the alley, the door is open, the yard is not big, there are only a few main rooms and the east wing room, and there are bullock carts and some sundries on the west side, and the old cow is bowing his head at this time , leisurely eating the forage on the ground.

The courtyard was quiet and silent. Qingli stood at the door, hesitating and didn't know how to call someone. She must have made the right mistake. This is a bad thing in ancient times. The courtyard door is usually open, and some people don't say hello. Going in directly, and only shouting when she was about to enter the door of the house, she felt very inconvenient.

"Miss Li, why are you here? Come in!"

Fushun went out, just in time to see Qingli at the door, and shouted in surprise, last night Qingli gave him a piece of silver to let him go to the shed on the bullock cart. After one night, he rushed back before dawn and agreed to pick it up in the afternoon. He packed it up and was about to go out. He just told his parents and grandparents about his affairs at Fang's house, saying that he had found it again. A job that pays more.

Just now, when he told his parents that he offended Mrs. Fang's family and was fired, he saw the disappointment in his mother's eyes for a moment, but after a while, his parents comforted him and said that it was fine, there were still some scattered copper coins at home , It’s enough to last for a while. Grandpa said that there is an ox cart at home, and the big deal is to run farther to pick up people in the countryside, so that he can earn more.

The family is poor, and my father's health is not as good as it was in the early years. He worked hard, and he was afraid of being pointed at his spine and said he was lazy, so he put in a lot of effort. The joints hurt during the time, and the face turns pale when it hurts. The doctor in the medical center said that he didn't pay attention when he was young, and he had to rest when he was so hard. The teacher taught him to be kind and honest, and not to do things that would offend his conscience.

Now, Fushun always believes that good education from parents is right, and good people are rewarded. Just yesterday when he thought he was about to lose his job and didn't know how to explain to his family, Qingli threw an olive branch to him, and then Li Moxuan gave him another He said some rules, Miss Li is not an ordinary person, she will never be treated badly in terms of money, she must do a good job, don't say what should not be said, and keep her mouth shut, he will remember it deeply in his heart.

"Well, I'm here to find you."

Qingli entered the yard, and then handed the basket to Fushun, "I don't know what you are missing. I bought them at the market. You did a good job yesterday."

"Miss Li, although I haven't signed the work contract yet, I am already a servant of your family. How can I say that the master buys things for the servants?"

Fushun took the things, his face was flushed, and he was a little panicked, but seeing that these things were needed by the family, he couldn't say the words of rejection, so he could only keep rubbing the hem of his clothes with one hand and lowered his head.

"That's right, the contract."

Qingli thought about it, if it wasn't for this, maybe Fushun would be at a loss, "I'm looking for you this time because I want you to send my mother and second sister to my grandparents' house, and my uncle and elder brother are also with me. An ox cart, but this time the place to go is a bit far away, and my mother wants to stay for a few days, so you see..."

(End of this chapter)