Chapter 145
Liu Qiaoer next to her happened to hear her mumbling.

"Mianmian, do you want to buy silk to make clothes?" Liu Qiaoer asked curiously.

Although this silk is a rare thing, but now that the Jiang family is rich, it is not a big deal to buy a body to wear.

Especially when the hot summer is approaching, silk clothes are light and cool, much better than ordinary cotton and linen.

Liu Qiaoer met her once at her sister's in-law's house before, and was dressed by that brother-in-law Liu Zhiwen.

Everyone sweats, but he is dry and at ease.

She is so envious!
But later I went to inquire about the price, and when I learned that a piece of cloth cost ten taels of silver, I was scared off.

Hey, ten taels of silver used to be enough for them to earn for seven or eight years!

But now listening to Jiang Zhimian muttering, Liu Qiaoer is thinking, or else she will buy a horse for Mianmian when she is paid next time.

Make a set of clothes, and the rest can be made into a bellyband for my sister-in-law.

Wearing it in summer, it is not easy to cover prickly heat.

But Jiang Zhimian shook his head, "No, it's not for making clothes."

"Then...is it used to make a handkerchief or purse?" Liu Qiaoer asked again.

"Neither, forget it, Second Aunt, don't worry about it, I'm just talking about it casually, I don't know if it's useful or not, so don't worry about it."

Hearing this, Liu Qiaoer let out an oh, and didn't ask any further questions.

After the three brothers of the Jiang family moved the box to the backyard, everyone dispersed to go to sleep.

Only Mrs. Jiang slept very restlessly.

My head is full of thoughts.

What is her baby Mianmian going to exchange for these things? What if the Zuo Zhuangzhu refuses?
No, no, the Zuo Zhuangzhu could come to apologize, how could he refuse?
But what if that unlucky lady insists on mixing it up?
Why don't she go with her tomorrow?

Countless question marks swirled wildly in her mind, so that the next morning, Mrs. Jiang had two big dark circles under her eyes.

It's like being beaten.

Getting up from the carved mahogany bed, without even washing his face, he ran straight to Jiang Zhimian's house.

"Mianmian, you open the door, it's me, grandma wants to discuss something with you."

The room was silent, and no one responded.

Mrs. Jiang continued to knock on the door, "Mianmian, grandma has thought about it carefully, I should go with you, it is best if nothing happens, but in case they make things difficult for you, grandma will help you. When I was young, I would go with you Those bitches never lost a fight."

"Mianmian? Did you listen to me, I'm coming in!"

Just about to open the door and go in, Zhu Ruyi, who was passing by with a washbasin, stopped, "Mom, what are you doing here?"

"Would you bring the face wash for Mianmian? All right, I'll bring it in." Mrs. Jiang stretched out her hand to take it.

Zhu Ruyi was stunned, "Mianmian has washed her face, besides, she has gone out, hasn't she? Has she come back?"

What?
When I opened the door, I saw that the room was empty, and the quilt on the bed was squarely folded.

Where is Jiang Zhimian still...

The little old lady beat her chest in anger and wailed in her heart, "It's over, if Mian Mian is bullied and I die in the future, how can I explain to the Queen Mother?"

Naturally, Zhu Ruyi couldn't hear the voice in her heart.

But she was taken aback by her, and quickly put down the washbasin to help her.

After finally helping Mrs. Jiang back to the house to rest, she turned around and began to sigh in her heart.

This Mianmian is really good at predicting things. He said that when he heard the knock on the door, he would go and have a look. He must gently persuade Mrs. Jiang.

Look, it's exactly the same score as Mianmian said!

(End of this chapter)

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