Chapter 6: Make up your mind

"Sister Xiuping, you can help me lift it up." The voice was a bit difficult.
Hearing the movement in the front yard, the thin woman working in the kitchen quickly wiped the water from her hands and ran forward.
Seeing a large drying rack in front of me, it was two people tall.
"Girl, why don't you tell me to go with you, how did you move such a heavy thing back?"
Ning Qing rubbed her head on her arm, wiped off the sweat on her forehead, and smiled heartily.
"It's not heavy, it's big, plus the distance is a bit far away." She took a breath and then said: "When I walked to the door, I thought it would be completely boring when I thought of your help."
The two carried the drying rack to the backyard, preferring to bring the long stool they had already prepared to rest under it.
"Girl, what are you doing?" Xiuping asked puzzled while busy.
Ning Qing took a rag from the house and cleaned the burrs on the drying rack.
"My mother-in-law makes rouge pollen. I want to collect some flowers, make rouge, and put it on the market to sell it."
After a few days with Xiu Ping, Xiu Ping knew about her situation. A woman without a husband, how sad it is to have a deep understanding of her life. Otherwise, you will not starve to death.
Fortunately, the girl rewarded her with a bite and ate her sister, but she still felt wrong and insisted on calling the girl and paying tribute.
"Girl, now that the world is not good, who is willing to spend money to buy this irrelevant thing?" In Xiuping's impression, she has been busy for a full meal all her life. These rouge gouache are all rich girls Madam's. In her view, these are useless things, far less important than food.
And like the country where they live, every family has a hard time, who can afford to buy it?
"If there is really no one to buy, I will go to Sucheng to sell it." Ning Qing is a stubborn character, once determined, it will not be easily changed. Moreover, she will only do this craft, let her do something else, really not.
"Girl, you are a golden woman from a wealthy family, unlike our rural women. I think you still need to think about it more. After all..."
Xiuping's words were not finished, after all, the girl was only twenty years old, and the days to come are long. Although it is difficult for a woman who is away from her to find her wife's house, if she encounters a fate, she should not go out at random, and her reputation will be broken, so as to avoid cheating.
Ning Qing raised her head and smiled indifferently. She has always been indifferent to them. From the day she planned to leave, she thought that the road behind was not good.
"Otherwise, after the rouge is done, I will sell it and you won't go out." Xiuping thought.
Ning Qing pondered for a while, remembering that she had just left the house, and a few bad-looking embryos followed her all the time. A young man on horseback passed by and saw her asking for help, scolding and drove away, and the few filthy sons scolded the man and fled around.
Thinking of this, her heart was still jumping.
It seems that in the future, we must bring a sharp weapon, just in case.
"Alright, you go out with me. There is a mutual care, all women, I also don't worry about you going out alone." Ning Qing Road said.
Xiuping wanted to persuade him, but he had no choice but to deal with Shang Ningqing's determined eyes.
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Chen Jili is busy with the business affairs, and it is already dusk. Under the dim oil lamp, the beautiful eyebrows were very tired. He closed the account book and rubbed his swollen head.
A buddy pushed the door of the account room lightly and asked, "Dong, will you rest in a business tonight?"
Chen Jili nodded without thinking.
The guy who got the order quickly closed the door to prepare hot water.
Chen Jili, who stood up, suddenly remembered the woman. Did she return home? Although she was supposed to be her farce, she was still unreliable. After all, before her parents went to the capital, they gave her to him with thousands of orders.
Thinking about it in my heart, the steps have gone out.
The man who had heated the hot water, and then returned to the account room, had long lost the figure of the owner.
Scratched his hairy head, wondering if he had heard it wrong.
Back in Fufu, it was still a dark building, and it seemed so lonely and cold in the twilight. Chen Jili stood in the yard, frowning deeply.
Mother Shen, who came to hear the news, respectfully obeyed: "Master, you are back. The old slave went to let the kitchen prepare dinner for you."
"Where is she, I'll pick her up." Chen Jili's voice was cool, with a forbearance.
Mother Shen heard her words and looked up in surprise.
It seems that the young master thought that his wife was just angry with him. It seems that the young master and his wife have been husband and wife for three years and they don't know anything about his wife. The wife's temperament has always been stubborn. Once a decision is made, it will never change easily.
She walked apart, leaving no trace of where she was going, but she didn't intend to return.
In the past few days, she did not give up and asked around, but there was no news of his wife.
She didn't want her to come back. I can think of returning to this palace, facing a husband who only has other women in mind. Mother Shen also hopes that his wife can live a happy life. Leaving may be a relief for the wife.
"The old slave really didn't know where his wife was. When the wife left the house that day, she deliberately opened the old slave."
Chen Jili sneered and said in a cold voice: "Go tell her, she will give her what I want."
Seeing that the young master still didn't believe, Mother Shen knelt down suddenly, facing the sky with one hand, and said sadly: "The old slave swears to the sky that if he knows the wife's trace, he must not die well."
Chen Jili was shocked.
The world believes in God, and will not swear at will.