shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer outside, Baozhi shuddered suddenly, quickly put the pastry back to its place, covered it with a hijab, and blushed with embarrassment.

"Hahaha, big boy, you kid, you've been rusty for so many years. Now you can finally use it. When it comes to the wedding, don't lose your energy when you get excited."

Da Wa blushed at the teasing and lowered her head instantly.

Yang Shumei waved her hand and said with a smile: "Go, go, go, where do you come from with so many dirty words? If you have the skills to talk right now, you will be able to marry a wife and go home to warm the bed."

The man was speechless. He scratched his head and said with a shy face: "Auntie knows a lot of people. When you have free time, please introduce a few to me. The eldest children are all married. This makes me, the eldest brother, see My eyes are red."

Being drunk, Yang Shumei said everything out loud. Seeing his envious look, Yang Shumei nodded with a smile, and then went in with a plate of dumplings despite the teasing laughter of everyone.

Seeing this, the eldest child straightened his clothes, followed behind Yang Shumei, and lifted the bride's hijab with a happy face as everyone laughed.

Baozhi felt shy and glanced at Dawa timidly. After seeing the undisguised joy in his eyes, he immediately lowered his head in shame.

Jiang Zhimiao stood on the periphery, watching the two newlyweds blushing with embarrassment. She laughed for a moment, picked up the pearl, and continued to watch.

There is no big deal about getting married in Tianshui Village. The main purpose of making trouble at the wedding is to make fun of the newlyweds. They say it is making trouble, but in fact it is just making trouble. Yang Shumei took a dumpling and handed it to Baozhi's mouth. Seeing her bite it down, she hurriedly asked with a smile: "Alive or not?"

Baozhi lowered his head in shame as everyone stared at him. After swallowing, he mumbled back: "Sheng."

When Yang Shumei heard this, she couldn't hide the joy on her face. She said a few words of good news, and tears of joy overflowed from the corners of her eyes. After a few more words, the people outside finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Give me a cup of wine, give me a cup of wine! What's the point of just eating some raw dumplings? We want to see a cup of wine!" A man yelled and started cheering.

"That's right, let's drink a glass of wine. We want to see a glass of wine. Please stop inking. Hurry up." Everyone agreed.

Jiang Zhimiao had finished reading what he wanted to see, but was not interested in seeing the children. After saying a few words to Wen Zhuqing, he left with Mingzhu.

Seeing this, Wen Zhuqing lost interest and followed Jiang Zhimiao out.

After the two of them left the room, Xu Yourong and Fang Huaihua were chatting at the table. Seeing that they had stopped watching, they were startled and asked, "What? You're not watching anymore?"

"It's almost done, let's go home."

After Jiang Zhimiao said this, Xu Yourong nodded. After saying goodbye to Fang Huaihua and others, he took Wen Zhuqing and his brothers back home.

The consequences of being greedy are diarrhea and eating too much fat. Jiang Zhimiao ran to the toilet several times in a row until his face collapsed, and he finally stopped the diarrhea.

Jiang Zhimiao rubbed his indigestion stomach with a disheveled look on his face and thought to himself, he must not be greedy and eat more fat next time.

The workshop in the town was opened, and the Jiang family's workshop was affected. Few people came to buy medicine every day. Even Xu Yourong and others had a lot of leisure, and they started to work in their old business - embroidery.The left and right sides were idle, and things in the ground did not need to be watered and fertilized every day, so Jiang Zhimiao also started to embroider.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't dare to slack off these days, and her eyes were red with embroidery. She rubbed her eyes and saw that the painting of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix was only a few stitches away from being completed. She felt happy and became more cautious.

Mrs. Lin looked on, feeling sad in her heart. She thought of her husband's virtue and sighed.

The door of the house was opened, and Jiang Xingsuo entered excitedly. When he saw that the pattern of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix was completed, he immediately became happy and hurriedly shouted: "Zhiyue, is this done?"

Jiang Zhiyue put away the needle, pursed her lips, and smiled shyly, "Dad, I have embroidered this picture, but will anyone really buy it?"

"The Far North is so desolate. I'm afraid no one will spend so much money to buy it. Otherwise, we should just farm and sell vegetables like Uncle Fourth and others. I heard Brother Mingzhu say that you can make a lot of money growing vegetables. , which is enough for our family’s expenses.”

Seeing this, Mrs. Lin also echoed: "Yes, sir, although this Su embroidery is good, if no one knows the goods, I'm afraid it won't be sold. Otherwise, we should keep our feet on the ground and concentrate on growing vegetables. Let's talk about it later." .”

She frowned and suggested with a solemn expression that Zhiyue had worked hard to embroider this piece of Su embroidery. If it was sold at a low price, not even others, not even her, would be able to accept it.

God Zhiyue worked up early and late these days to embroider, and finally finished this picture of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix. As a mother, she felt very distressed when she saw it, but Mrs. Lin looked at Jiang Xingshuo seriously and thought about it. After thinking for a while, I still couldn't figure out what his plan was.

"What do you women know? A guy with long hair and short knowledge, growing vegetables? How many prospects can a vegetable grower have? If they want to be dirtbags, let them do it. Let's not learn from them." Jiang Xingshuo Smiling contemptuously, he scoffed.

"Let's just say you have long hair and short knowledge. What are you afraid of if you can't sell it? The far north is barren, but it's not without some powerful people. Look at Miao girl, aren't you just currying favor with the county magistrate and getting that rejuvenation potion? ?"

"The little food that leaks out from the fingers of a county magistrate is enough to last her a lifetime. With the promotion of the county magistrate, what else can we farm?" Jiang Xingshuo said with a "hum".

Mrs. Lin looked at him suspiciously and asked in confusion: "What do you mean by this? Is it possible that you want to be like Miao Yatou and try to curry favor with the county magistrate?"

"If you want to fawn over, you have to know who you are fawning over. We are all guilty now, and I'm afraid we won't even be able to get in through the county government office."

Lin poured a basin of cold water down on her, and Jiang Xingshuo came back to his senses. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Don't worry about it. I've already asked about it. There is a king in our town, and his wife loves embroidery." , as long as we please her, maybe we can still get ahead in the future."

Hearing this, Mrs. Lin couldn't understand it again. Why did she flatter the county magistrate to please the wife of some other member of the royal family? This relationship, which was beyond the reach of eight poles, was in vain.She glanced at Jiang Xingshuo displeasedly.

Jiang Xingshuo saw that she still had a look of disbelief on her face, and continued: "Wang Yuan's wife is the sister of the county clerk. If we please her, won't we be able to get in touch with the county magistrate?"

"As long as you are on the line with the county magistrate and I continue to encourage you, maybe you can get out of the country and become a good citizen. Have you ever thought about this? You women like you stay in your house all day long and don't go out. Naturally, you can't think of this. That’s it.”

Lin was stunned. She didn't expect Jiang Xingshuo to think so much. Previously, she thought he was acting randomly, but she didn't expect that he actually wanted to leave his country.