Chapter 31 Purse (seek collection, recommendation, comment)

The Chen family was actually picked up by Lin Sanlang, and it is not accurate to say that he picked it up.

Eleven years ago, Lin Sanlang went to the town to buy candy for his younger sister, and he helped a little girl who was bullied by gangsters.

The little girl was terrified, and followed him all the way to the Lin's house, but she couldn't drive him away no matter what.

The Lin family saw that she was fair-looking, well-spoken and literate, and thought of sending her home—of course, for the reward.

The little girl didn't want to remember where her home was at all, and the only jade pendant on her body that could prove her identity was still broken, with the word "month" on it.

And later... the little girl became Lin Sanlang's daughter-in-law.

The name Chen Yueniang was also given to her by Lin Sanlang.

"I don't remember the past, how can I find it?" Chen's hands kept moving, "And after so many years, I haven't heard of anyone losing their daughter."

Her idea is very simple, she can't find her if she can't remember, and her family will never forget. If she didn't find her, it was because she was gone or didn't care.

No matter what the reason is, there is no need to find it.

If I found it, it would only add to the sadness.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have brought this up."

Mrs. Chen was a little surprised. Seeing her guilty face, she smiled: "Actually, I don't care. Isn't the final belonging of a woman just to marry and have children? I feel very lucky to meet Sanlang and marry into the Lin family."

After all, these words were a bit bold, and Chen lowered his head uncomfortably.

Aside from the fact that the Lin family doesn't like to work and their reputation is not very good, being the daughter-in-law of the Lin family is actually much happier than other families.

Feng's is not an evil mother-in-law, as long as the meal is cooked and the clothes are washed, she doesn't bother to take care of other things, let alone deliberately make things difficult and torture others.

As far as the sister-in-law is concerned, except that the second sister-in-law likes to be lazy, there is no other bad thing about intrigue.

As for the man... Thinking of Lin Sanlang, Chen's face flushed red.

Seeing that she was telling the truth, Lin Baobao breathed a sigh of relief, and changed the subject, "Sister-in-law three, you are a good crafter. Next time, I'll go to the town to help you do some needlework."

She remembered that Mrs. Wu often went to the embroidery workshop in the town to pick up work and came back to do it. Yuanshen also accompanied Xiao Xiaomei to help her deliver embroidered purses, handkerchiefs and other small items.

"At that time, it will be convenient for you to do something with money on hand."

Land reclamation is hard work, and women can't do much when they go, so it's better to find something else to do.

Lin Baobao originally planned to let the three sister-in-laws raise chickens with her...

"Is it possible?" Mrs. Chen raised her head in surprise, thinking of something, she hurriedly said: "I don't want all the money I earn, I just keep [-]% for the rest."

Lin Baobao thought that if Mrs. Chen did embroidery work, she would not have much time to do other things, so as to save the other two sister-in-laws from complaining, this arrangement was good, so she did not refuse.

"Yaomei, you have changed a lot." Chen said suddenly.

The former Xiao Liu didn't like her.

Lin Baobao was taken aback.

Mrs. Chen smiled and said nothing, and continued to mend the clothes.

Men work in the fields and clothes tear quickly, and she likes to embroider things on them, so it will inevitably take more time to mend a dress.

Lin Baobao looked a little itchy: "Sister-in-law, do you still have rags? I want to make a purse, old ones are fine."

"What do you want?"

Hearing the joke in Chen's words, Lin Baobao was not embarrassed: "I made it for Ah Shi."

"Yes, I'll get it for you."

What Mrs. Chen brought was a dark blue rag, which was just right for a man to make a purse.

Although she has the memory of the original owner, "her" craftsmanship can be ignored, so Lin Baobao humbly asks Chen for advice.

To make a purse, it is essential to embroider something on it. After learning what patterns can be embroidered, Lin Baobao chooses to sew Gu Shi's name on it.

"Will this not look good?" Chen tried to be as tactful as possible.

Of course Lin Baobao knew it wasn't good-looking, but wouldn't it be impossible for a person who had never touched embroidery to learn this skill and embroider something decent in a short period of time?
She didn't want to embarrass herself.

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Mrs. Chen said, "Why don't you add your name as well?"

In this way, the brother-in-law may not feel that Yaomei is perfunctory when he sees it.

Lin Baobao thought for a while: "It's okay."

Five characters are too many, one "treasure" plus one "time", two characters are just right.

Chen: ...

However, Baby Lin regretted it very quickly, what Chen described to her was in traditional Chinese characters!
The character "Shi" is fine, but her character "Bao"...

Lin Baobao shivered, hurriedly stopped, took the charcoal in Chen's hand, and wrote two simplified characters: "Sister-in-law San, follow this description."

Mrs. Chen opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything.

She was afraid that Yaomei would not want to embroider a word if she continued talking, so she sewed a bare purse and gave it to her brother-in-law.

Mrs. Chen counted the time to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, and the Lin family was also on time, and she came back almost as soon as the food was served on the table.

Hearing the movement, Lin Baobao put away her purse and stretched her head to look outside. The door was not closed, and she could see people coming in from the gate in this direction.

However, the Lin family, including the big girl who went to pick honeysuckle, all came back, and they didn't see Gu Shi either.

Lin Baobao's heart skipped a beat, and he called out at the top of his voice, "Da Mao, where's your little uncle? Why didn't you come back with you?"

Da Mao walked to the door with the bowl, but didn't go in: "I didn't follow my little uncle to work in Xizipo today."

Gu Shi went to Beizipo?
The blood on Lin Baobao's face faded instantly. Could it be that he didn't believe her at all?Said to write it down to coax her?

Mrs. Chen came in with food for her, and comforted her when she saw this: "My brother-in-law may be too busy to remember the time, and he will definitely be back in a while. Don't worry, mother asked me to save food for him."

Lin Baobao's mind was full of images of Gu Shi being beaten to death by Gu Dacai and then thrown into the thorns, so he couldn't hear Chen's words.

"Yaomei, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that she didn't respond, Mrs. Chen hesitated, "If you're really worried, I'll ask Sanlang to take a look?"

"Yes, go to Beizipo." Lin Baobao was about to get out of bed, but Chen hurriedly held her down: "Your foot is still hurting..."

Lin Baobao clasped Chen's hand instead: "Sister-in-law three, tell elder brother and the others to go to Xizipo quickly, Gu Shi may..."

Before she finished speaking, a familiar figure came in through the courtyard door.

Lin Baobao's voice stopped abruptly.

As soon as Gu Shi came in, he saw her. Seeing her injured foot resting on the edge of the bed, he walked in quickly: "Sister-in-law San, you go to eat first, I'll come here."

"Hey, Cheng, if you have something to say, talk it out." A dull person should also see that Lin Baobao's reaction was wrong just now.

After speaking, Mrs. Chen hurriedly backed out, not forgetting to close the door of the room, and dragged away the confused big hair by the way.

(As an aside, when I was writing this chapter, I suddenly remembered the bamboo shoot purse that Jiajia embroidered for the prince. By the way, is anyone still reading it?)
(End of this chapter)

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