Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 487 Divorce is getting closer

He still couldn't believe how such an elegant and delicate woman could be associated with the titan on the battlefield.

The deep-rooted image of the tigress in his mind coincided with the figure of the girl just now, and an idea immediately came to his mind that he was reckless.

God, no jokes like that.

The young man's ignorant heart was crushed like this.

If Qi He knew what he was thinking, he would definitely shout loudly, pinch well, otherwise he would pinch harder.

...

The daughter was about to get married, and the Qi family didn't have a mistress, so the Fang family took care of all the work.

There is no way, this is the season when Tatars and Japanese pirates like to invade Liaodong, Qi Yuanshan, as the head of a thousand households, is more cautious than anyone else, leading people to patrol the boundaries of the thousand households all day long.

Doesn't let go of any trouble, and never leaves the saddle, to borrow his own words.

Even the matter of his son getting married, he was helpless, so he had to entrust everything to the Meng family.

The father and son of the Meng family knew Qi Yuanshan's hard work, and they agreed with all their mouths, and they went out early and returned home every day, leading the family to be busy in an orderly manner.

Lao Jin got old and retired to the second line after a year, and now Zheng Changmin took over his position as the general manager.

Meng Yulian was always in good spirits on happy occasions, and she also knew that her uncle's family was busy, so she brought a few younger sisters to help.

With the arrival of the Meng sisters, there were more children in the yard at once.

But Ning'er was so happy that the little guy had the oldest seniority, so he became the king of children logically.

Fu Xinci didn't go anywhere these days, and stayed in the house every day, embroidering the last part of the wedding dress.

When making the wedding dress back then, Fu Xinci kept an eye on it.

She knew that her embroidery skills were weak, so she wanted to make up for it in style.

She almost used her prehistoric powers to draw a pattern she likes, imitating the wedding dress before the end of the world, and then asked Fang's help to cut it.

The pattern was drawn with colored pens. It has to be said that with the beautiful color matching, Fang's eyes were attracted by the style of the wedding dress drawn by his daughter.

"This this…."

It was the first time Fang saw such a novel wedding dress, it was different from what she had seen before.

The slender waist and the wavy skirt are not very ostentatious, and they can be firmly remembered at a glance.

Especially with the slightly undulating arc of walking, it feels like walking in water waves.

Fang can conclude that Daming's only wedding dress can make up for her daughter's less outstanding embroidery work.

Fu Xinci: This is what she wants.

The mother and daughter were talking about themselves when Meng Yusu's voice came from outside.

"Auntie, we still lack some cotton here, please bring it to me."

"Hey, I'll get it right away."

Seeing that her mother had finally left, Fu Xinci looked back at Xiao Bai who was sleeping under the window sill.

This guy has become arrogant since he left home once.These days, it looks at the roof at every turn, as if it is about to run away from home again.

Fu Xinci didn't get used to it either, a few supercilious eyes flew over, and Xiaobai was completely lost.

No, I honestly found a corner that wasn't obtrusive, and went to catch up on sleep.

Fu Xinci saw that this guy finally calmed down, so she resumed her needlework.

There is only a little bit left to finish, and she has to work hard to persevere.Otherwise, she wanted to call for help, and felt that embroidering such complicated patterns was really not a human job.

Fortunately, before lighting the lamp, the wedding dress in Fu Xinci's hand was finally finished.

She was so excited that she almost shouted: Long live.

Alas, it's easy for others to say, Fang's heart is finally at peace, and she can sleep well tonight.

The next day, before going to the beach, Qi He came to inform Fu Yu.

"Uncle, the furniture over there is almost finished. You and Grandpa Meng will go over and have a look later. If there is something missing or something you don't like, you can bring it up and let the craftsmen change it as soon as possible."

"Well, we'll go there later."

The chrysanthemum pear wood was part of Fu Xinci's dowry. It was bought by Grandpa Meng through a merchant two years ago.

At that time, Grandpa Meng said that this wood is very good, and it is the best to make a dowry for his granddaughter.

Fu Xinci asked Uncle Xu and Uncle Sun to carefully draw the style of the furniture. Whether it is a closet, a bookcase, a solid wood bed, a dressing table, or a chest of drawers, they are all the most popular styles before the end of the world.

Fu Xinci likes it very much, this low-key and elegant style.

When the pattern was brought back, my grandfather and parents also liked it.Fang even said: "After our daughter's marriage is over, we will ask craftsmen to make a set."

The lady ordered, of course Fu Yu agreed.

Today, when they saw the real thing, Fang couldn't let go of those furniture even more.

"My God, take a closer look, Mr. This kind of furniture is so many times better than the design."

Fu Yu nodded again and again, agreeing with what his wife said. .

"The furniture was built better than I imagined."

Grandpa Meng didn't think that the original color of wood is more visual than the color of lacquer.

Fu Yu and his wife also think so.

Fang even stated directly: "When we make it, we will also use the original color of the wood."

"Ah."

Fu Yu agreed very simply.

The craftsmen of Qianhusuo are also honored, and they are the ones who made such fine furniture.

Craftsman Zhang is not very good at describing the simplicity and beauty of these furniture, and he can only keep saying: "It is the design that the big girl brought back that is good, so we can make such beautiful things."

He didn't say: When Miss Fu gets married, if more people see these furniture, they will definitely be busy this year.

Hey, please be busy, it indicates that they will also have more income.

The more Craftsman Zhang thought about it, the more plain smiles on his face.

Grandpa Meng also knew about them. Their ancestors were craftsmen for generations, and their sons inherited their father's business. Few of them could read or write.

These craftsmen's skills are not to be picked, they are all real people, but they are not good at words.

But such people are also very good. If you treat them sincerely, they will return them to you sincerely.

Fu Yu saw that the old father had almost agreed with Craftsman Zhang, so he discussed with his father: "Father, after Ci'er's marriage is over, let's change our family to two sets of furniture like this."

"You guys change it, I won't change that house."

"Father."

"The furniture in my house is pretty good, and it was all made of good wood back then, so it shouldn't be wasted."

"Father, it's not a waste. Let's just ask someone who likes it and give it away for free."

"No, it's better to keep my house as it is."

"..." Fu Yu knew that the furnishings in his father's house were similar to those in Qingzhou.

(End of this chapter)