Quick travel to save a miserable life

When the sun turned and the place under their feet was scorched by the sun, Wang Ziming wanted to pack up his things and sit somewhere else.

He picked up Yao Niang's toys and asked her to get up and follow him.

Suddenly, he glanced at the land that Yao Niang had marked out, and his eyes widened in surprise: It seemed that she was imitating his writing!

The lines Yao Niang drew on the ground were not meaningless scratches, but the words he wrote on the ground just now!

Although the fonts Yao Niang wrote were large in size, loose in structure, and occasionally missing some strokes, she actually copied the words!

Wang Ziming stepped forward and hugged Yao Niang's shoulders excitedly, and asked happily: "Yao Niang, are you writing?"

Yao Niang raised her head and looked at him in confusion. Seeing this, Wang Ziming slowed down his speaking speed. When he said "character", he pointed to the font he had written on the ground to show her.

This time Yao Niang finally understood and nodded slowly.

Wang Ziming erased all the words he had written on the ground before, and wrote another word. Then he showed Yao Niang and motioned for her to write accordingly.

Unexpectedly, Yao Niang just looked at it slowly, squatted on the ground and used branches to remove it again!

Now Wang Ziming was finally convinced that his sister was not a fool!

How can any fool be able to describe a word immediately when he sees it? You know, Yao Niang is not even three years old!

Sure enough, what my mother said was right. My sister was just slow to respond. In fact, she knew everything, and she should be smarter than other children. After all, Wang Ziming, who considered himself smart, only started writing when he was four years old. Yao Niang is more than a year older!

In this way, Wang Ziming did housework and looked after his sister every day, and read and wrote in his free time. However, he no longer read loudly like in the past, and mostly read silently, so as not to be overheard by the neighbors and attract some criticism.

By late October, Lin Hui finally finished the batch of embroidery work that the original owner had taken over from the Dongjia Embroidery Shop.

In fact, there wasn't much left. The reason why it took so much time was that Lin Hui was familiar with the original owner's embroidery method and color matching habits, and tried to make it similar to the previous one, but also added some of her own innovations.

Lin Hui also learned embroidery in a certain world before, and she studied with a top embroidery master. However, she was a rich girl in that life, and learning embroidery skills was just a whim. Once she learned the skills, she rarely used them again.

This time, Lin Hui recalled the techniques she had learned and combined them with the embroidery techniques she had learned. She had the shadow of her original embroidery techniques and incorporated new techniques into them.

When Lin Hui went to deliver the goods, the manager of Dongjia Embroidery Village couldn't help complaining that her delivery of the goods was so late. Lin Hui just said that she had something to do at home and didn't say anything more.

When the manager saw Lin Hui's plain clothes, he finally remembered the news in the county a while ago. How could he forget that Mrs. Lin's husband is the Wang Xiucai who killed someone? He is now in prison and is about to be beheaded. that!

He finally stopped nagging and began to examine each piece of embroidery carefully.

The first few paintings were just the same, they were all familiar techniques from the past, but the later paintings started to have some changes, as if they incorporated different embroidery techniques, and the last few paintings can even be said to be innovative!

The more the manager looked at it, the more excited he became. He first happily settled the wages for this batch of work to Lin Hui, and then said with a smile: "Ms. Lin, we have recently received a few new embroidery patterns in the shop. They are complex and beautiful, but the difficulty is very high. Most people can't do it, so I specially left it for a skilled old embroiderer like you, so you have to deliver it early this time!"

Lin Hui smiled and did not answer his words, but asked: "Manager Liu, I believe you can see that my techniques are innovative based on the original ones and are even better than before. Our price is It’s not time to change!”

The smile on Manager Liu's face paused for a moment, and then he replied nonchalantly: "Look what you said, I can still make you suffer a lot. Let's do this. I'll give you an extra five cents for each small piece, and I'll give you an additional five cents for each large piece. I’ll give you an extra ten cents for each piece, so that’s it!”

Although Lin Hui did not plan to cooperate with Dongjia Xiuzhuang in the future, she was still laughed at by Manager Liu. The price was far inferior to the asking price of Jinxiu Zhuang. She believed that if her current works were given to Jinxiu Zhuang If you look at the manager, you can get a higher quote.

So, Lin Hui ignored Guanshi Liu's repeated offers to persuade her to stay, and decisively took the work to Jinxiuzhuang.

Sure enough, after seeing her latest work, the manager of Jinxiuzhuang gave a high price, which was [-]% higher than the last time she came. This is already a lot, and Lin Hui is quite satisfied now.

However, she made an agreement with the steward that from now on she would only accept large pieces of embroidery, and would no longer accept ordinary small items such as small handkerchiefs and sachets. If she did, she would at least start with table screens and the like.

Those small pieces were time-consuming and laborious, and the wages were not high. Lin Hui wasn't really short of money, so she didn't want to be in such trouble!

Lin Hui only took on a table and screen job this time. The area was not large, but the pattern was complex, which tested his skills. Lin Hui knew that the manager was testing the waters. After all, it was the first time to cooperate, so he did not dare to do it rashly. Let her embroider something too important.

Lin Hui paid the deposit, agreed on the delivery time with the manager, selected a few missing embroidery threads at the embroidery shop, and went home.

On the way back, she passed by the market and met an egg seller, so she bought half a basket of more than forty eggs.

Now during the mourning period, meat cannot be eaten, but the two children are growing and the eggs cannot be broken.

I bought another five kilograms of white rice. Now I only have brown rice and whole grains at home. I can take the white rice back and make porridge.

I saw a maltose seller on the roadside, so I bought three pennies and planned to take it back to my two children.

Sure enough, the two children couldn't help but be happy when they saw what Lin Hui was carrying and carrying on her back.

Wang Ziming knew that his mother had gone to the embroidery village to deliver goods, so it was not surprising that he used his wages to buy these things back.

The little girl stared blankly at the packet of maltose, and even put a finger into her mouth and started sucking.

Seeing her greedy look, Lin Hui first divided a piece of candy between them, and then gave the rest to Ziming for safekeeping.

Wang Ziming looked at the bag of candy in his hand and felt a little at a loss. He felt that he was too old and it was better to give the candy to his sister.

Lin Hui gently rubbed his head: "No matter how old you are, you are still a child in my mother's heart. What's more, you are only ten years old. How old are you? Wait until you are twenty before you tell your mother that you are old." talk!"

However, Lin Hui still reminded her not to eat too much sugar and to rinse her mouth after eating. Especially Yao Niang, she must be asked to rinse her mouth.

Wang Ziming nodded heavily. So, the bag of candy was placed with him for safekeeping, and he decided when to give it to his sister.