Jinxiu Nanzhi, determined to be the richest woman

What Yu Muyun is currently painting is a cloth pattern. Since they all have noble status, this pattern should be designed to be more expensive!

At that time, I had to use the best silk thread. Fortunately, I bought a lot of cotton. I used pure cotton to spin the thread and finally weave the cloth.

In addition to fabric, Yu Muyun also plans to add something else, something small and exquisite, which is more pleasing to the eye.

Therefore, in addition to the jacquard pattern of the fabric, Yu Muyun also drew many patterns that needed to be embroidered.

Yu Jiaxi is getting married in December, and it's time for the school holidays. After this year, the eldest boys of the Yu family will not go to school, and the Xu family's grandpa also plans to let his eldest grandson help in the school.

Others can stay if they want, or find other jobs.

On November 20th, all the boys in the school came back.

Now it is Xiao Pan who follows reading and writing at home. The other brothers don't care, but Yu Baiqing has to take care of it. The sixteen-year-old boy is already very mature.

"Brother! Xiao Pan has finished all the homework you left when you came back last time!" Xiao Pan held a stack of paper and handed it to Yu Baiqing.

"Yeah!" Yu Baiqing nodded and took the stack of papers.

Just seeing the words above, my brows furrowed more and more!

"Your words..."

"That pen is too difficult to hold, I will practice it!" Xiao Pan said, raising his finger.

"You have written so much, but as you get to the end, you don't make any progress. Instead, you write more and more messily?"

"Me! That is too difficult, no one teaches me, I can only write like this..." Xiao Pan lowered his head and said, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and his little eyes kept glancing towards Yu Muyun.

As soon as Yu Muyun turned around, he saw Zhang Xiaopan's eyes and quickly turned around, pretending not to see it.

"Xiao Pan, have you written seriously?"

"I do!" Xiao Pan argued, looking at Yu Muyun for help.

"What are you looking at Mu Mu?" Yu Baiqing looked at Zhang Xiaopan and kept looking at Yu Muyun.

"I...I...sister won't let me say it!" Zhang Xiaopan twirled his fingers.

Yu Baiqing was a little nonsensical. He looked at Xiao Pan, then at Yu Muyun, then lowered his head and looked at the paper in his hand. It was the one Yu Muyun wrote for Yu Muyun.

"Why is this one different..."

When Yu Muyun heard what Zhang Xiaopan said, he knew that this little fool was not reliable at all!

"Brother, I have to go to the cloth workshop, I'm going out!" Yu Muyun stood up, holding a stack of drawing paper and preparing to go out.

"Mumu, wait!" Yu Muyun had not taken two steps before he was stopped by Yu Baiqing.

"What's wrong, brother!" Yu Muyun turned around with a smile.

"Twilight, did you write this?" Yu Baiqing asked holding the piece of writing paper.

"No! Brother, you know I don't like writing with a brush!"

"But this is what you write with calligraphy!"

"I……"

"Brother, I have something else to do, let's go first!" Yu Muyun felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he ran away with the drawings!

"Sister!" Zhang Xiaopan wanted to run out with her.

"Xiao Pan!" Yu Baiqing pulled him back.

"Brother! I will write well in the future, but can you not leave so much? I can't finish writing and the paper is stained. I have no choice but to find my sister!"

Yu Baiqing looked at her and sighed maturely, "Forget it, so much is just to embarrass you. You are still young. I won't have to go to the library often in the future, so I won't leave you any more!"

"Thank you, brother!" Xiao Pan was very happy to hear that he didn't have to leave too much homework.

"Go and play!"

"Brother, come with us!"

Zhang Xiaopan took out the stack of papers and led the person outside.

Yu Baiqing was afraid of tripping Zhang Xiaopan, so he followed him out.