The peasant girl in Space is the group favorite

Chapter 382 Mind

Ms. Zhang was also a little helpless. When her family was poor, there were many boys in the family. She was really worried about whether any girl would be willing to marry in the future, and she didn't see any family take the initiative to propose marriage.

Now that their family is rich, so many people are interested in her son. Mrs. Zhang is not complaining, but it is different now. Their family is also qualified to choose a wife, not just any girl. To be her daughter-in-law, first of all, her character must be upright.

"Zhiyong, after your eldest brother gets married, it should be your turn next. I don't object to you having a girl you like, but please look carefully at this person. Mom doesn't expect you to find a lady or something like that, but To marry a virtuous wife, appearance is secondary.”

Xu Zhiyong nodded and said: "Mom, I understand. I don't want to start a family so soon. I just want to focus on business. I may not consider it until I achieve something..."

Mr. Zhang didn't say much. When the fate comes, it is estimated that his second son will not be as simple as he said. Just like civil and military, how could he not want to marry the girl he likes when he meets her as soon as possible? Coming back...

Because of the Chinese New Year, many families in the village have people visiting relatives to pay New Year greetings, all of whom are from other villages.

When they came to Xujiacun, they all sighed and envied why they also lived in the village. Their homes were just ordinary and simple adobe courtyard walls, while every household in Xujiacun lived in such exquisite wooden houses, and their lives changed from the poverty they once had. The state of being down and out has changed into having no worries about food and drink.

They also knew that this was all because of the old Xu family. Some of them were more thoughtful and even asked the villagers in Xujia Village if there were any unmarried girls and boys of the right age. They obviously wanted to get married with people from Xujia Village.

The people in the village also understand what they mean. The girls in Xujia Village are very popular now, and the older girls can embroider. If you can marry one back, wouldn't it be equivalent to marrying the God of Wealth back home?
And the boys in the village are not bad either. They all know how to read and write. Even if they fail to pass the scientific examination in the future, they can still find a job as a shopkeeper, which is much better than many people.

Although everyone in the village understood it, no one told her face to face, but they were relatives after all, so they still had to save some face.

Although they all knew it well, they still pretended to be careless to fool them. It was not that they disliked their relatives, but that they felt that regardless of the marriage affairs of the boys or girls in their village, they had better not interfere. If things get better in the future, they will Thank you. If I don't live well, it will somewhat affect my relationship with the people in the village.

Now the entire Xujia Village is tightly knitted together, and there must be no more disagreements because of themselves. Everyone knows this.

This kind of situation is not uncommon. Although they were fooled back by the villagers with a few words, some people still refused to give up. It was just that they refused to help, so they couldn't say anything. They couldn't let their relatives leave just because of this, right?What's more, if you can get close to the people in Xujiacun, there may be benefits waiting for you in the future, and they won't be so stupid that they can't see the formality.

"Qibao, the embroidery pattern that Mr. Jing ordered earlier has been completed. Do you want to take a look?" Yueru said holding a roll of embroidery cloth.

Just looking at the length and the thickness of the several rolled layers, you can tell that this area is not small.

After hearing this, the Xu family members also came together. They also wanted to see what the finished product would look like after the drawings Qibao gave them.

Yueru laid the embroidery picture flat on the table, and opened the embroidered cloth layer by layer. Only half of it was opened, and the figures on the embroidered cloth were already clearly visible.

"It's really beautiful!" Mrs. Wang sighed and wanted to reach out and touch it, but she quickly retracted her hand. She was afraid that she would accidentally soil the snow-white embroidered cloth. After all, the embroidered picture had already been Booked by Jingchen.

When the embroidered cloth was all opened, not only the women in the family exclaimed, but even the old man nodded in surprise.

"It's so spectacular! This picture of the Eight Immortals celebrating their birthdays has a different expression on each person's face, and the color looks bright and beautiful, and it also looks festive. It is indeed very suitable as a birthday gift," said Zhang. .

"This embroidery is magnificent and exquisite. It is truly a rare masterpiece." The old man said in a formal tone.

Mrs. Wang kept her eyes on the embroidered cloth and said, "Thank you Yueru for your hard work, and the girls in the village must have put a lot of thought into finishing this picture, right?" Yueru nodded and admitted: "I think it's okay, but those girls really took it seriously. After all, this is the first time they have embroidered such a large work. If they are not careful, all their efforts may be wasted."

Mrs. Wang nodded and said: "Yes, the girls have indeed worked hard and paid great attention to it. Even a layman like me can see that the stitches are fine and even, but it is only because of your guidance, Yueru, otherwise this painting The pictures wouldn’t be so well embroidered.”

"Mom, you are so awesome!" Zhi'er smiled and hugged Yueru, looking up at his mother with admiration.

Yueru smiled and picked up Zhi'er and asked, "Why is Mom so awesome?"

Zhi'er tilted his head and thought for a moment and said, "The old man in this painting looks very kind, just like...just like Grandpa Xu."

Hearing this, the old man burst into laughter and said, "You little devil, how can Grandpa Xu be the same as the old god in this painting?"

Zhi'er said: "Anyway, Grandpa Xu is very good to Zhi'er, so Grandpa Xu is also a god."

Wang said with a smile: "According to what you say, do those who treat you well become gods?"

Zhi'er nodded seriously.

The old man smiled and said: "Child's words are unbridled, I hope the old gods passing by won't blame me."

The Xu family also laughed.

Yueru said: "Qibao, I don't know if Mr. Jing will be satisfied..."

Qibao said: "I think it looks good. He should be satisfied. When I go to the capital, I will send this picture to him."

Yueru nodded.

Qibao rolled up the embroidery pattern and sent it back to his room. In fact, he put it into the space. It was safer this way and would not stain the embroidery cloth. After all, Aunt Ru and the girls in the village worked hard for so long. When you embroider something, you should also respect the fruits of other people's labor.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Scholar Qian was about to leave. As early as the day before, the old man had asked the village chief to inform everyone.

These half-grown young men were neatly dressed and stood together neatly. Shusheng Qian nodded and said:
"From now on, you will work with me, and I will teach you some business skills. But as I said before, if there are people who don't study seriously and still pick up the pieces, then I can't tolerate you. I will have you sent away. Come back and tell your parents about your performance, do you all hear clearly?"

The boys looked at Scholar Qian with a serious face and felt a little timid, and quickly replied: "I heard clearly."

Shusheng Qian nodded and said, "Well, have everything been packed? Now say goodbye to your parents properly. The time away will not be short."

　You don’t have to wait for the author’s update today. The author’s grandpa’s hospital no longer recommends treatment, so his family members are asked to go home and prepare. The author really can’t calm down and write now. He stays in front of the bed all the time, and he is very scared...

　　
　
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