Chapter 313: Lord Shizi alone, it's pathetic
313 Shi Ziye is alone, and blames the poor "Ziyin, you've come, and we can learn embroidery with Grandma Sang together. It's good." I don't know how happy I am.
took Xia Ziyin's hand and kept talking.
"Xiaoju, hurry up to embroider, don't you want to make money?" Xia Beibei stared at Xia Xiaoju with a stern face.
Someone came to accompany her, Xia Xiaoju was very happy, but didn't she see the embarrassment on Xia Ziyin's face?
"Yes, yes, I want to make a lot of money." As soon as Xia Xiaoju heard the money, she quickly picked up her embroidery stretcher and started to work neatly.
And Xia Ziyin looked at them silently, not daring to say anything.
She really had no face to come to Xia Beibei's house, because her father not only didn't bring anything to Xia Beibei's house, but even food for her daughter.
For this reason, my mother had another fight with my father, and even my eldest brother was angry with my father, but my father still disagreed, saying that he should either go empty-handed or not.
Could it be that her daughter is someone else?
In the end, the eldest brother had no choice but to take a step back, knowing that Xia Beibei would not care about how many meals she had, so he sent her over directly.
"Ziyin, don't be unhappy when you come here. Come and take this embroidery stretcher. I don't know how to embroider it anyway, so I'll embroider it for you." Xia Beibei put her embroidery stretcher in Xia Ziyin's hand. .
I sighed inwardly, Xia Guchun is really a bastard, even an embroidered stretcher and a piece of embroidered cloth will not be brought over by Ziyin, aren't you afraid that your daughter will be looked down upon in her house?
is simply missing home.
"Juniang, I'm really sorry, I...my father..." Xia Ziyin's eyes were red and tears were about to fall.
"Ziyin, when you come to Grandma Sang's house, you can't cry any more. Follow Grandma Sang to study hard, and then rely on this craft to marry a good family." Sang Jinghong said to Xia Ziyin with a smile on her face.
"Just squeeze a quilt with Xiaoju, her quilt is big enough."
Xia Guchun, the one who would be struck by lightning, didn't even give him food. He only brought Xia Ziyin a set of clothes to wash, not even a quilt. What's the difference between this and kicking his daughter out of the house?
"Yes, Ziyin, you and I share the same bed, let's squeeze in a little warmer." Xia Xiaoju raised her head and said to Xia Ziyin.
"Yeah." Xia Ziyin responded lightly.
She is now a bereaved dog who was driven out of the house by her father. She has nothing, and she has to rely on Xia Beibei's house for food and drink.
My mother wanted to bring her something, but my father was staring at it and couldn't bring out anything. In the end, my mother could only tell her secretly that after arriving at Xia Beibei's house, do as much as possible in the house. Some.
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Xia Guchun was woken up by the cold. Early in the morning, when Lu Shixiang got up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast, he saw Xia Guchun lying in the snow and covered with a thin layer of snowflakes. , It seems that he has not slept for a long time in the snow.
She quickly called Xia Ziqing and Xia Ziqi, and the three carried Xia Guchun into the house.
Xia Ziqing stepped on the thick snow and went to the neighboring village to invite Mr. Lang Zhong to see Xia Guchun. This time, Mr. Lang Zhong's face was ugly and he was obviously not willing to come.
It was snowing so heavily, and this patient was Xia Guchun who drove him out of the house just a few days ago for some medicine money. Of course, his face was ugly.
It's just that someone came to invite him. He couldn't justify him if he didn't come. He had to brave the snow to come over.
However, when he arrived at Xia Guchun's house and saw this man lying on the bed, Mr. Lang Zhong found out that this man doesn't need to be knocked hard, and he would have to spend a lot of money just by taking medicine to treat the disease.
However, Xia Guchun is awake, how can he spend money, what is it like to lie down?
Mr. Langzhong narrowed his eyes and frightened him fiercely. He even said the dead words, so that Xia Guchun had to pay for the money and grab the medicine for more than two taels of silver.
So far, the money in Xia Guchun's hands is getting less and less, and he can't drink the bitter taste of medicine, and he only thinks about where to get the money for his son to take the exam in Beijing.
Because Lu Shixiang was so frightened in the early morning, he shouted, Xia Guchun was lying in the snow, and was seen again, so it was spread that Xia Guchun did it again. Too many wicked things, being haunted by ghosts, and sleepwalking at night.
Although the rumors in the village spread slowly in winter, when the snow melts, it will be different. It is estimated that Xia Guchun will be half-dead from anger.
Xia Beibei's family, because of Xia Ziyin's arrival, Xia Beibei can only go back to her room to make silk flowers. It's not that she wants to protect Xia Ziyin, but Xia Ziyin's family has such a disgusting father. , she doesn't want to do too much.
Busy days always go by very fast. In the blink of an eye, it's almost New Year's Eve. Xia Ziyin was also taken home by Lu Shixiang, and he brought back Xia Ziyin's finished embroidery after almost two months.
Xia Beibei thought, Xia Ziyin should have a good year, because all those embroidery items can be turned into silver, Xia Guchun will definitely be happy.
Sang Jinghong also agreed with Lu Shixiang that he would send Xia Ziyin over after the New Year.
Xia Beibei soaked soybeans again, and with the help of Sang Jinghong and Xia Xiaoju, made a lot of tofu, and sent a lot of soybean sprouts, ready to cook for the New Year.
When Aunt Ji and Xia Dao came to pick up Xia Xiaoju, she also asked them to take some back.
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"Grandma, with such a heavy snow, don't send this tofu to Big Brother Dongfang and the others." In the kitchen, Xia Beibei looked at the baskets of tofu and felt worried.
It's not that she thinks she can't finish the tofu, but that her grandmother asked her to give it to Master Dongfang. Isn't that embarrassing her.
You must know that although the snow stopped, it had accumulated so thick that it was as high as her knees. How could she have the ability to deliver tofu to others?
Don't bury yourself in a snowdrift when the tofu is not delivered.
"That's right, the snow outside is too thick." Sang Jinghong glanced at the expanse of white outside, recalling that when Xia Dao and Lu Shixiang came to pick them up, there were snowflakes all over their bodies, and they couldn't help but wrinkle. brow.
"I don't know if Lord Shizi and the others have anything to eat. The tofu is fresh, so they don't have that good fortune."
"Grandma, you don't care what they do, we can eat and drink well." Xia Beibei muttered red lips, took Sang Jinghong's arm, and said.
Is Big Brother Dongfang still able to eat? That guy, Wu Shiqi, doesn't eat rice, I'm afraid they are eating and drinking right now.
"Now I can't control it if I want to." Sang Jinghong could only say that.
"That's right, grandma, you go to the house to rest for a while, and I'll make more dumplings." Xia Beibei has already kneaded the flour into dough and put it in a copper basin, which is quite big.
"How can you be alone here, grandma..."
"Nine girls, Grandma Sang, what are you doing?"
Before Sang Jinghong could finish her words, she was so frightened by the sudden voice that she choked in her throat. She turned around and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared behind them.
hurried past the woman and looked outside the door. There was not a single footprint in the snow, and the courtyard door was still closed, so it hadn't moved at all.
"You... Who are you?" She was sweating on her back, and the door to the yard was still closed. How did she get in?
Won't be a ghost, right? Sang Jinghong was instantly horrified.
"Grandma, she is the female bodyguard beside Big Brother Dongfang." Xia Beibei hurriedly stepped forward.
"The female bodyguard beside Shizi? Then she..." Sang Jinghong pointed into the snow, wanting to ask how she got in and why she didn't even leave any footprints.
"Grandma, the guards are there to protect the master. They are all very powerful. They have very good light skills and can fly around." Xia Beibei explained to Sang Jinghong.
This Wu Shiqiu, why did he come here at this time, did Big Brother Dongfang ask her to do something again? Come on, come on, she even scared her grandma, don't you know that the old man is not scared?
"Yes...is that so?" Sang Jinghong looked at Wu Shiqiu.
"Yes, Grandma Sang." Wu Shiqiu quickly responded.
"Oh." Sang Jinghong exhaled heavily, frightening her to death.
"Shiqiu, what are you doing here?" Xia Beibei turned to look at Wu Shiqiu and asked.
"Ninth girl, Shizi asked his subordinates to tell you that he wants to invite you and Grandma Sang to the ancestral hall for a reunion dinner on the 30th day." Wu Shiqiu said.
"Have a reunion dinner?" Xia Beibei's eyes widened, looking at Wu Shiqiu like a monster.
That guy Dongfang Yu, do you know what reunion dinner means? How could she and her grandmother go to the ancestral hall to have a reunion dinner with him? This is not a family. Is he embarrassed to let Wu Shiqiu talk about it?
Could it be that he lived in Xiajia Village for too long, his brain was frostbitten, and something went wrong?
"Okay, okay, we must go."
However, when Xia Beibei was full of surprise and was about to open her mouth to refuse, Sang Jinghong, who was beside her, agreed.
"Grandma!" Xia Beibei looked sideways at Sang Jinghong.
The New Year's reunion dinner is not a dinner party, so how can you mess around at will, it is to worship the gods, how can you go there with Dongfang Yu.
Dongfang Yu just likes Hu Lai, how come she, her grandmother, agreed with her mouth?
"Juniang, the son-in-law is alone in the Xiajia village. It's very pitiful. Let's go over and have a good time. Grandma is not that particular. You can have a reunion dinner anywhere." Sang Jinghong replied. Xia Beibei explained.