There are flowers and wine, hoeing and farming

Chapter 52

Qu Zhiwen was grinning, that look was completely out of line with the majesty and coldness of a soldier, it was the same as when he bullied himself when he was a child, and he still had the same smiling face, so, when he grinned and showed a row of white teeth, Qu Zhiwen After seeing this cousin, the only difference is that he has lost some of his immaturity at the age of 13, and has now become a man with slightly angular lines.

Qiaoqiao stepped back, avoiding his arm: "I don't need you to take care of me, I can do it myself."

"How can I do that, you are a girl!" Qu Zhiwen took a step forward, looking a little angry

"What did Auntie say in the letter she wrote to you?" Qiaoqiao didn't want to continue discussing this issue, and asked about other things.

"Well, mother said that you came here temporarily to avoid the limelight for some reason, and asked me to take care of you and take care of you. If you have any problems, I'm the only one to ask!"

Qiaoqiao nodded, feeling another pain in her stomach, thinking that Qu Zhiwen is not an outsider and he is not a caring character, she was really uncomfortable, so she simply sat on the only bed in the room that she could sit on: "Then, Auntie Did you mention my father and mother, or something about my family?"

Qu Zhiwen stood by the table and leaned against it: "No, I just talked about the two of us, and didn't mention anything else."

Qiaoqiao frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart, she didn't pay attention to what her cousin said about the two of us, she just gave a thank you, then lowered her head in silence.

"Cough..." Qu Zhiwen coughed, breaking the silence in the room: "When I went to hide today, were you too tired?"

"No."

"Seeing that your complexion is not very good, a little pale, please rest early."

"OK."

"Then I'm leaving. I will come to see you often in the future. Don't worry, just let me know if you need anything." Qu Zhiwen probably stepped forward to comfort Qiaoqiao, pat her on the shoulder or something, but for some reason He withdrew his hand again, stroked his head, smiled dryly and walked out.

"You don't need to come often, you should have discipline there, don't run around."

"It's all right, I should take care of it, you are here, it is my responsibility!" After finishing speaking, Qu Zhiwen opened the door and walked out without waiting for Qiaoqiao's answer.

In the silent night, Qiaoqiao naturally didn't dare to call him loudly, so she could only say to herself, "Don't come at night next time."

I was very tired during the day, and slept very deeply at night. The next day, when I woke up on weekdays, I opened my eyes and felt too tired. Qiaoqiao fell asleep again. I originally planned to take a short nap, but woke up again. Now, the noise from the street outside can already be heard, and the sun has already risen to almost mid-air.

She hurriedly got up, put on her clothes, washed her face, and rushed to the front. Boss Hu was the only one in the hall. It was not time for lunch, and there were no guests inside. Too much."

"It's okay, I don't have to be busy today. Those guys were very drunk yesterday, and I'm afraid they won't be able to come today. Just people from the street come to have a light lunch. You can go back to the backyard."

"No, I'm here to help."

Boss Hu thought for a while, leaned closer to Qiaoqiao, and whispered: "How about this, some of my clothes are a little damaged, it's not too obvious, will you mend the clothes, repair them a little, and then there are a few more The button of the quilt is also loose, you should tighten it, and you need to thread the quilt twice."

"Okay, I can. I'll just go to your house and get it myself, won't I?"

"Go, I'll go with you and tell you what it is."

In fact, Qiaoqiao really likes to receive this job, one is that she can sit there and mend it, which can be regarded as a kind of rest, and the other is that she hasn't touched these things for a long time, lest she be unfamiliar, this way she can also practice her hands.

I took Boss Hu’s pile of clothes, quilts and mattresses that no one helped to mend all the year round, carried them to my own room, pushed open the door, moved a short and small box, basked in the warmth, and started patched.

It is rare that there is no wind here today, the sky is so blue that it is almost dazzling, and there is no trace of impurities. The sightlines are very good, and it makes people feel very happy. The needle and thread shuttle in Qiaoqiao's hands, and the damaged parts are quickly repaired, which is almost the same as the original material. If you don't look closely, you can't tell that it has been repaired at all, and in some obvious places, Qiaoqiao casually embroiders patterns with threads of other colors, most of which are simple and not tacky flowers and leaves.

While she was sewing, she hummed softly. Many popular songs that were so familiar in her previous life, almost came out of her mouth. After so many years, only some vague impressions remained. In the previous life, I also felt like a big dream, far away and dreamy.What she is humming now is a song that all the women in her hometown often sing. It is soft and sticky, and it sounds fascinating.

Halfway through the embroidery, there was not much money left in his hand, looking at the pile of clothes left on the bed behind him, Qiaoqiao went to the front yard.

It was lunch time at this time, and some guests were waiting for food in the hall, but there were not many of them, except for a few soldiers who were not on duty, the rest were people from the nearby streets.

"Boss, there are not enough threads."

Boss Hu stared and said after a while, "I don't understand these things, why don't you go buy some?"

Qiaoqiao really didn't go out alone by herself, but it should be fine, she nodded, Boss Hu lives alone, it's not bad to have some needles and threads, how can you expect him to save many colors of threads?

First, she went to the kitchen and ate something casually to make a cushion, then Qiaoqiao took the twenty Wen money Boss Hu gave her and went out from a door in the backyard near the street.

She didn't go into the shops on both sides of the street, but walked slowly. After inquiring about a few people on the way, she came to a slightly narrow street. There are many small vendors here, all selling odds and ends, and some of them are spread on the ground. , some propped up a wooden frame and put it on it, Qiaoqiao walked along the street and looked carefully, and met a few rouge and gouache sellers on the way, she just picked one up and put it in her hand, the peddler asked with a smile: " This little brother, did you buy it for the little lady?"

Qiaoqiao laughed: "Let me see."

"This is pretty good. We made it ourselves. The rouge made by my ancestors was sent to the palace. These powders don't contain lead powder like other people's powders. I dried and crushed the petals and then made them again. It is smoked, it looks good when rubbed on the face, it is white and rosy, it can also be used as facial fat, and it also moisturizes the skin!"

Qiaoqiao held it in her hand and flipped through it for a while, looking at a ball of rouge inside that was like a goose egg, she just felt that the faint pink color and the faint fragrance made her a little bit fond of it, and finally decided to bargain hard One time, it was sold with eight Wen coins.

Holding the rouge, Qiaoqiao couldn't help but spurn herself in her heart, she bought it even though she couldn't apply it now, this kind of behavior seems to be called prodigal!
As she walked and watched, fortunately, Qiaoqiao kept telling herself that no matter how cute and attractive the next thing was, she couldn't afford to pay for it. She finally didn't buy anything else when she arrived at the sewing stall.

There are a lot of threads on this stall, all kinds of colors, Qiaoqiao touched it, the thread is soft but not brittle, very tough, looks good, rubbed it, and there is no color on the hands, which means that the color will not fade, so she said He asked casually, "How do you buy and sell these threads?"

The peddler looked at her a few more times, probably thinking that it was a little strange that she was dressed like a man but came to ask about needlework: "This is a penny for a thread, and there is a discount if you buy more."

The price is not expensive, so I picked a few colors, and black is the most used, so I picked more, and there are several other colors, plus there are embroidery needles, embroidery stretchers, and a few simple ones on it. When Qiaoqiao saw these, her hands started to itch again, and she bought them all at once.In the end, a total of more than 30 Wen was spent. Fortunately, she brought some before she came, so she was not afraid of not having enough money.

After buying the thread, she resolutely decided to go back, facing the unfinished street and the little things in every stall that attracted any girl.

The location of the restaurant is at the corner of a street. The front is the restaurant, and the back is the small living courtyard. There is also a small gate in the small courtyard, leading to a slightly narrower street. Most of the houses here are residential, and some people Go through here and go shopping on the bustling street ahead.

Qiaoqiao didn't walk on the street of the restaurant, she walked on the road behind, and when she was about to reach the door, she heard a sound of horseshoes coming from behind.

These horses were not walking fast, but slowly, Qiaoqiao was about to open the door and hide in, when someone shouted in surprise: "Hey, it's the little brother in the restaurant?!"

Qiaoqiao had no choice but to turn back.Looking back, she found that there were six horses in total, one for each of them, and there was a person in the middle whom she was very, very familiar with. Seeing him just throwing a glance at herself and then looking straight ahead, Qiaoqiao felt a burst of anger in her heart. The embarrassment of being found out about that kind of embarrassment yesterday disappeared, and she immediately turned her head away, leaving the back of her head to Zheng Cang, and stood there silently.

The person who spoke was a soldier who often came here to eat, Qiaoqiao ignored him, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead he looked at the big pile of things in Qiaoqiao's hands: "You bought a lot of needles and threads???"

His tone was very surprised, and he didn't understand why, but the person in front of these people took a look after hearing it, and he smiled lightly, with a bit of playfulness and understanding in his eyes.

Qiaoqiao recognized him, he was General Li who publicly said that he was a girl that day, even though he was a general, but Qiaoqiao felt that he did not make a mistake and was not a soldier, so there was no need to be afraid of him, so he just responded to the man who asked the question , and then push the door and leave.

"What are you buying these for?" The man continued to ask carelessly.

General Li chuckled, and Zheng Cang also moved.

Before Qiaoqiao answered, the man answered for her again: "Oh, I see, the clothes are rotten, right? Can you mend them? Can you mend them? I have several at my place, all of which are rotten." I got a hole, and there is no other place to conceive, so I can still wear it, how about you help me?"

"Let's go, General, we still have something to do." Zheng Cang suddenly said to General Li in front of him.

General Li was looking at Qiaoqiao with great interest, and waved his hands when he heard what Zheng Cang said, with a slight smile on his mouth: "I also have it there, and I will send it to you tonight. By the way, those who see it have a share, today Anyone who comes here can send the tattered clothes, and our beautiful little brother will help."

Qiaoqiao raised her head and looked at Zheng Cang who was still looking straight ahead, feeling uncomfortable for a while, then seeing General Li's fox-like face, she couldn't help but glared at him, unaware of how childish this look was , and then pushed open the door and walked into the yard, closed the door without hesitation, and plugged it in, all in one go, very smooth.

Qiaoqiao felt that if she didn't take the initiative to tell him, she might not be able to find out who she really was with the help of Zheng Cang until she died, but she had to make herself willing to walk to him and tell him that she was the When she was a playmate when she was a child, she was full of unwillingness.

Thinking of what General Li, who might have recognized her as a daughter, was thinking about, she felt annoyed and angry.

A woman during menstruation is very scary, and all of this has been blamed on Zheng Cang.

(End of this chapter)