Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

  298 Why didn't you go with your mother? Everyone: "..."

  Xia Beibei looked at Xia Xiaoju speechlessly, she was just an embroiderer, she was excited, but she thought she had fallen into a golden nest.

   "This child is so happy." Grandma Xiaoju shook her head and said dotingly.

   "Juniang, let Xiaoju go to learn embroidery with your grandma, have you told your grandma?" Suddenly, Grandpa Xiaoju said.

   They all know that Xia Beibei is someone who will plan for others. As long as she is good to her, she will also be good to others. However, this embroidery is a craft, how can it be passed on to others at will?

   He was really worried, this was just Xia Beibei's whim, and he hadn't discussed it with Sang Jinghong at all.

   "I said it, my grandma agreed to come here." Xia Beibei said in the most casual tone possible.

  It is normal for them to have concerns, not to mention embroidery. In the countryside, whoever has a way to make money is not always hidden.

   "That's good, that's good." Grandpa Xiaoju sighed, not happy.

   "Old lady, hurry up and take a look. What else is there at home? Xiaoju is going to apprentice. Anyway, she has to send something decent."

This master cannot be called empty-handed. Sang Jinghong's unique skills cannot be learned by anyone who wants to learn. Since this good thing falls on Xiaoju's head, his family can't be silent. Said, and so on.

   "Dad, look at what you said, how can I let my mother come out with this thing, I still have a pair of silver bracelets in my dowry, I'll find them out." Aunt Ji said immediately.

   If this is a daughter-in-law from another family, and I hear that my father-in-law asks my mother-in-law to pay money, I may die of joy in my heart. How can I be like her, and I am willing to pay for it myself.

   This is the difference between people, it's really too big.

   "Why do you need to come out, I still have..."

"Grandma Xin, Aunt Ji, aren't you seeing the outside world like this, aren't you just going to learn embroidery? When you say this, it's like I'm coming to your house to ask for something, which is not good." Auntie and Grandma Xiaoju were vying for their own contributions, but Xia Beibei sincerely interrupted them.

   "I want it, I want it, how can Lao Sangbai teach Xiaoju." Grandma Xiaoju said immediately.

   "Grandma Xin, really don't need it. If you think your family has taken advantage of it, then let Daobu teach me the craft of making bamboo baskets." Xia Beibei said seriously.

   "Also, when I get married, the wedding dress will be handed over to Xiaojuxiu, haha."

   She made up her mind very unashamedly, and she was really too lazy to do it, but women in Dreamland basically embroidered their wedding dresses by themselves, except for those from the nobles who stretched out their hands and opened their mouths with food.

   But, how can she now think that in the future, she will also become a person who can reach out for clothes and open her mouth for food.

"You child, I'm really not ashamed." Grandma Xiaoju scolded her angrily, but there was no blame in her voice, but she nodded, "Just do it like this, in the future, Jiuniang's wedding dress must be Xiaoju will arrange it for you."

In this way, Xia Beibei discussed it with them for a long time, and finally decided to let Xia Xiaoju move to her house this winter, and be her company, so as to save the feeling of running back and forth and freezing her feet in the snow. But it's not good.

"Uncle Dao, you only do these two things. If you do too much, will it be unsalable?" After holding it for a long time, Xia Beibei finally couldn't bear it anymore. Aunt Jae Ji and Grandma Xiaoju are still discussing How to drive, asked Xia Dao in a low voice.

   In one winter, for four months, just make these two, bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets, wouldn’t you make too many, and then you won’t be able to sell them?

  Nanshan Town is quite big, but these two things are not too many items that will be consumed. It can be used for a few years at home. Is it really good to do so much?

   Besides, Xia Dao is not the only one who does it, there are people in other villages who can do it, right?

   "Slow sales? What do you mean?" Xia Dao asked suspiciously.

   "This, it just can't be sold, there are too many, if no one buys it, it won't be sold?" Don't blame her crow's mouth, it's really possible.

   She was very suspicious, Xia Dao made so many bamboo baskets and baskets every year, did they really sell them?

"Uh." Xia Dao was choked by her words, and his face turned red with embarrassment, "Juniang, to tell you the truth, it's not impossible to sell too many bamboo baskets and baskets, but the price is... too low. already."

Every year at the beginning of the spring, the daughter-in-law takes her mother-in-law to the town to set up a small stall selling bamboo baskets and baskets, but they can't sell a few a day, so they thought of a way to go to those grocery stores and fruit stores. , restaurant and restaurant sales, two for a penny, just sell them in batches, although the money is less, but it is still an income.

   Moreover, this bamboo can be chopped everywhere, and it doesn't cost money. There is nothing to do in the winter, and he can earn a few pennies a day. He is also very content.

   "Then why don't you want to do something else?" Xia Beibei asked.

  Only these two things, naturally fewer people buy them, because everything is ready at home, but if there are more varieties of things, there will be a lot less of each, and people who buy them will have more choices, how good?

   "This..." Hearing Xia Beibei's words, Xia Dao's face suddenly became embarrassed.

"Juniang, don't tease your uncle Dao, if he can do more, why would he keep making up these two things here." Aunt Ji said when she saw her husband being told by Xia Beibei I was speechless, and quickly stepped forward to interject.

   It’s not bad to be able to make a few bamboo baskets for sale. It’s better than those people in the village who don’t do anything in winter.

   "Huh?" Xia Beibei looked at Aunt Ji in confusion. Could it be that Xia Dao only does these two things?

   "Aunt Ji, it's easy to make some brooms, and there are also pot brushes. These are all used by everyone."

   Moreover, these two things are definitely consumed very quickly, basically they are not used for less than a year, and they have to buy new ones. Isn't this a better choice?

   "Yes, Jill, why didn't I think of it before." Xia Dao's eyes lit up, he raised his hand and patted his thigh.

   It is much easier to make a broom and a pot brush than to weave a bamboo basket and a bamboo basket. He didn't even think of it, it was really stupid.

  …

   Liu Huahong was lying on the bed all by herself in the house, and beside her stood Xia Xiaozi, watching her carefully.

   "Hua Hong, you should hurry up and apologize to your mother, this is indeed what you did wrong." Xia Xiaozi whispered to Liu Huahong.

  I didn't expect that his daughter-in-law would do such a thing, and let Da Ya secretly hide the steamed buns and feed her to this mother. Shouldn't the mother save all the delicious food for her children?

   I should have hidden it, but my mother even caught it.

"What, let me apologize, that dead... mother-in-law, why is she?" Liu Huahong said for a while, but fortunately she closed her mouth in time, otherwise, with her noise, the dead old woman outside would have heard it, then The days to come will not be better for her.

"How can you eat the steamed buns that your mother gave to Da Ya? Isn't that not taking your mother seriously?" Xia Xiaozi frowned. If there are flies in the winter, they will be placed between his brows, and they will be caught by him. crushed.

   After eating his daughter's steamed buns, is she still reasonable?

"Why do you all have steamed buns to eat, but I don't have any? It's just that I'm injured and can't work, so you mistreat me like this, Xia Xiaozi, I Liu Huahong marry you, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes. ." Liu Huahong asked sharply.

   They can understand steamed buns, and she, the hero who gave birth to a son-in-law of Xia Ai, can only drink porridge? Why?

   "Hua Hong, why do we all eat steamed buns? Mother is getting old, shouldn't we eat some steamed buns?" Xia Xiaozi asked softly.

How can    Bonus be compared with Mother, Mother, she is old and can't be hungry.

Moreover, when he looked at his daughter-in-law, it was clear that he was getting better, but he was still lying on the bed and refused to get off the ground, and he refused to help Da Ya share a little of the kitchen chores. Do you still want her to eat well? Do you serve her with a drink?

   is just a bad sentence, this is really a bit of an inch.

   To say that she Liu Huahong married him was bad luck for eight lifetimes, what about him? It used to be a peaceful home. Ever since Hua Hong got married, people in the village would stab in the back when walking on the road. Doesn't he hate it?

   However, no matter how much you hate him, there is no way to do it. The daughter-in-law has already been married and the child has been born.

   Not only was he helpless, but even his mother hated Bonus. To be honest, Bonhong's mouth is really bad, and it's not wicked.

  Fortunately, my mother has an obedient and sensible grandson, so she didn't give up her heart and asked him to let Huahong drive out. This is already the biggest concession.

   Can the bonus be unbearable?

   Or be more diligent, do more things and talk less, that way, you won't provoke the grudge of your mother.

   "Banghong, you can't listen to your mother's words, don't make her angry anymore, she's not in good health and can't stand it."

"Mother, mother, mother, Xia Xiaozi, why didn't you go over with your mother? Why didn't you go to have a son with her? She is not in good health, and my mother is not in good health!" Liu Huahong was almost mad. .

  This man, does he still regard her as his daughter-in-law? It's all about his ignorant, inferior mother, if you really don't like her Liu Huahong so much, why don't you just live with his mother, why are you looking for her?

   "You—" Xia Xiaozi immediately flushed with anger at Liu Huahong's words.

   Such shameless, vulgar words can be said? What kind of woman did he marry?

   Xia Xiaozi couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart that fortunately Dafu followed him and did not learn a bad habit from Liu Huahong in front of him.