We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

Zhang Yin didn't finish listening to the monkey's story, but the delicious snacks made her belly full, and she still had a lot left. So little Zhang Yin went home with regret, and made an appointment to visit her aunt's house next time.

The next day, Xie Mingxia brought Aunt Zhang home, saying that she wanted to tailor a dress for Wenqin.

Aunt Zhang's family had no strong labor force and could not earn much, so life was very tight. Grandma Qiu took charge of the matter and asked some families in the village who did not know how to do needlework to donate some rice and flour so that Aunt Zhang could make clothes.

This is not called buying and selling, it is mutual help.

So when she saw Aunt Zhang coming over, Yuan Hongyu came over to watch the fun. She watched Aunt Zhang measure Wenqin's size and said while cracking peanuts, "Wenqin, you have a really good figure. Unlike me, my waist is like a bucket, and I have to use more fabric to make clothes."

The rule here is that when measuring clothes, the person being measured cannot speak, so Yuan Hongyu chattered alone without Wen Qin replying. But when Wen Qin turned around and faced the bright light at the door, Yuan Hongyu seemed to have discovered something incredible: "Hey, Wen Qin, do you feel that the red bumps on your face have become smaller?"

Wen Qin almost broke down and spoke, but finally held back. She could only stare at Yuan Hongyu, causing Yuan Hongyu to laugh.

When Aunt Zhang finished measuring and was calculating the fabric, Wen Qin took out the small mirror from the house and looked at the mirror again and again at the door.

Sure enough, not only did the red bumps become smaller, but the dark areas also became lighter.

It is said that Chinese medicine takes a long time to take effect, but after only one week, the effect is very obvious.

Wen Qin thought, after all the sores on the surface are cured, she can use various whitening formulas from later generations. Who knows, she might even make some money.

Since Yuan Hongyu was around, Wen Qin didn't want to discuss the embroidery with Aunt Zhang, so she just asked Aunt Zhang to stay for dinner.

Aunt Zhang was worried about her children at home and felt embarrassed, so she refused. She measured Jie Guiqiu's size again and went back.

Wen Qin didn't know what to say to Yuan Hongyu, so she could only glare at her.

Yuan Hongyu didn't feel Wen Qin's resentment at all, but instead pulled Wen Qin aside to chat about gossip: "Do you know that there's a woman who's very capable in the machinery factory in town?"

Wen Qin didn't care at all: "What does the visitor from the machinery factory have to do with me?"

"Are you stupid? This has nothing to do with you, but it has something to do with your Ming Xia!" Yuan Hongyu slapped Wen Qin in frustration, "I heard that woman has been rushing to find Ming Xia several times, giving Ming Xia food and leather shoes."

"Leather shoes?" Wen Qin suddenly remembered the two pairs of Mary Janes that Ming Xia bought for her and Gui Qiu. "Women's shoes or men's shoes?"

"It's in a shoe box. Who knows?" Yuan Hongyu continued gossiping. "Others were embarrassed to tell you, so they told me. I heard that Mingxia has a dormitory in the machinery factory. Why don't you follow him to live in the dormitory and live in your hometown?"

It takes 10 minutes to walk north from Xiaxi Village to the town, and another minutes to the machinery factory. Wen Qin didn't think the cramped dormitory in the factory was more comfortable than living in a big house in the village. And there was also Jie Guiqiu. She and Jie Mingxia were worried about letting such a big girl live alone in the village.

"What's that woman's name?" Wen Qin frowned. It's not that she didn't believe Jie Mingxia, but in this day and age, spreading rumors about relationships between men and women is not a good thing, as it will affect other people's future.

"What's his name? He told me once, but I don't remember it. It's a very strange name. I think his last name is Bai."

"Bai Amber?" Wen Qin sat up straight immediately.

"Yes, that's the name. Why is such a good girl called Po?" Yuan Hongyu really found this name puzzling.

"She is the amber from amber, a very expensive stone." Wen Qin explained casually, but her mind was suddenly tense.

Bai Bo, you were clearly in the No. 1 Machinery Factory in the county in your previous life. Why did you suddenly appear in the No. 4 Machinery Factory in this small town in this life?

Although Wen Qin couldn't see the face of the woman who had bound her with a golden finger in the dream, she felt that it was Bai Amber.

And she is close to Jie Mingxia...

That's not right. Although many men were Bai Bo's bootlickers in her previous life, she and Jie Mingxia have never heard of any intersection.

And later she married and moved to the imperial capital, becoming the daughter-in-law of a big boss.

Is it because he didn't get her golden finger in this life? So he thought of other ways to get close to her?

Wen Qin had never seen Bai Po, she had only heard of her name. And if Deng Rong hadn't let it slip later, she would never have known that all her suffering came from Deng Rong's desire to please Bai Po.

If she thought at first that it was Deng Rong's wishful thinking, after overhearing the conversation between Deng Rong and the unknown girl at the Chinese Medicine Hospital, Wen Qin had reason to believe that the malicious intentions came from Bai Bo himself.

Wen Qin originally wanted to develop in a sneaky way, but now it seems that Bai Bo doesn't want to give her this opportunity.

It was New Year's Day, and Wen Qin didn't want Yuan Hongyu to see anything wrong, so she brought up the topic.

"I'm going to take some cloth to Aunt Zhang." Wen Qin said to Jie Guiqiu who was doing something in her room, then went out with a big bag.

Aunt Zhang lives in a nearby town. Her house was just renovated. It was her husband who was washed away by a flood when he was repairing a river a few years ago.

Although certain subsidies and condolences were given, life was still difficult after the family’s pillar of support was gone.

Fortunately, Aunt Zhang has some skills, although she didn't dare to mention it before, because she learned this skill from the mother of the eldest daughter of a landlord.

Later, the family's wealth was squandered by her grandfather's opium smoking, so her family was classified as poor peasants.

She always denied it, and it was many years before her craft was discovered.

Wen Qin didn't mention this either, but took out a small machine-embroidered item that she bought online for a few dozen dollars.

"I can't say that this craft is bad." Aunt Zhang relaxed a little when she was in a familiar field. She really liked embroidery, otherwise she wouldn't have taken in several apprentices after her eyesight deteriorated.

Wen Qin smiled: "Yes, I just feel it's a bit rigid, so I want to ask Aunt Zhang if she can make a slightly bigger one. The other party is willing to exchange it for 10 kilograms of meat, 10 kilograms of flour and 50 eggs."

It’s not that Wenqin is unwilling to offer a high price, but if the price is too high at this time, Aunt Zhang might not dare to accept it.

Sure enough, Aunt Zhang was immediately dissatisfied when she heard the number: "That's too much." After a pause, she said, "50 eggs will be enough."

In fact, Aunt Zhang thought 50 eggs were a lot, she was just following Wen Qin's words.

Seeing that Aunt Zhang seemed very embarrassed, Wen Qin held her hand and said, "Then I dare not agree. They offer this price, but it doesn't mean they will give it to you right away. It depends on what you give. They said that if the item is not good, they will not take it. If the item is very good, they are willing to pay more. They are from the county town and have only one daughter. Now it is not fashionable to have a grand wedding, so they want to give their daughter some good things from the bottom of the box."

Aunt Zhang was very hesitant: "Is this a good thing to keep in the bottom of the box?"

Wen Qin gave her a reassuring look: "How can what our ancestors left us not be considered a good thing? It's different now."