Girls of the Qing family are short of money

Qinghua got five taels of silver at this moment, which is quite a lot, and Mrs. Bai rewarded some broken silver for Qinghua to buy some needles and threads.

Rolling a few pieces of broken silver in her hand, Qing Hua said, "Miss A Tao, you can convert these broken silver into copper coins for me."

A Tao took a look at her, then picked up the broken silver in Qing Hua's hand and went to the shopkeeper to exchange the money. This little girl was also cautious, knowing that a sister with broken silver would definitely be coveted by others, and it would be safe to exchange it for copper coins Some don't focus that way.

Qinghua likes broken silver, and she also likes these strings of money, not to mention how secure it is in her arms.

Bai Ling saw her wretched smile as she touched the bunches of copper coins, the thought of exploring blue and white just now disappeared, and someone took her to tear the cloth again.

But Qing Hua said, "No rush, take me to the Zuiyue Pavilion to have a look at the appearance of the oiran before making a decision."

She doesn't even know what the oiran looks like, so she's going to talk about it?Anyway, there must be a basis to think about what kind of clothes to sew.

A Tao's eyes widened when she heard this, and she made a fuss and said, "Well, you brave girl, where are you going to Zuiyue Pavilion?"

Qinghua said, "As for being so loud? My head hurts from shouting. What's wrong with going to Zuiyue Pavilion? I just take a look and don't do anything."

Bai Ling sat at the side and sipped tea with a teacup, snorting, "Even if I go, I won't see you, how can you see the oiran, how many people have spent a lot of gold and silver and can't see each other, it's up to you? "

"What?" Qing Hua looked bewildered, "Then how do you want me to sew clothes?"

The corner of Bai Ling's mouth smiled with interest, "It's up to you. Anyway, you have signed the contract. I just wait for your clothes to be made. You have to figure out the rest by yourself." He actually showed a look of gloating, looking like a child playing with bugs, a little vile and playful.

Qing Hua took a deep breath, "I found that you have a bad temper."

Before, she thought that Mrs. Bai was a high-ranking and slightly arrogant young lady, but now Qing Hua felt that she had picked up some of Bai Ling's true nature.

Bai Ling didn't say much, but just took out a folding fan from her bosom and shook it, covering half of her face with the fan, and also blocked the corner of her mouth that was laughing harder and harder.

Qinghua was invited out of the cloth shop like this, really a bit confused, is this okay?No one has seen how she was asked to design it. This lady Bai is too hateful to give her such a difficult problem.

Just thinking of a way, Qing Hua lowered her head and accidentally bumped into someone head-on, a cool breath penetrated into her nostrils, Qing Hua gasped when her nose hurt, she couldn't help apologizing Step back "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't see clearly at this moment and bumped you..."

As he spoke, he raised his head, and saw a kind face, with skin as white as fat at the end of his eyes, and called out, "Isn't this Mrs. Yan?"

Yan Yu didn't expect to be bumped into by this little girl again, last time Qing Hua gave her a bad impression, so she didn't want to talk more, so she said lightly, "It's okay." After saying that, she was about to leave.

Qinghua didn't pull the robe of Mrs. Yan this time, she remembered that this person would blow up when she pulled it last time, but now she just turned slightly to block Yanyu's way.

Yan Yu, who was blocked, still had a cold face, "What else?"

"Miss Yan, this time I'm a bit richer. Last time you helped me, I have to give you a gift in return. It's a beginning and an end." Qinghua doesn't like the feeling of being overwhelmed by human feelings, if it wasn't for Yanyu's last time Without her help, she can't meet such a good opportunity now.

She touched her bosom with her hand, originally wanting to touch a few taels of silver, but she is just a country girl, a little bit of silver is enough, although Qing Hua is full of reluctance, but now this is all she can give Well, what else can I do.

I didn't expect her to figure out another way.

She touched the piece of mille-feuille pancake she brought with her!

With pancakes, Yinliang was really reluctant in an instant, Qinghua took out the pancakes and said to Yan Yu, "My lady, I am a girl who has no property, this pancake is very delicious, just take it as my thank you The help from last time, don’t think too little of it.”

Yan Yu didn't want to accept it, but she didn't want this girl to pester her anymore, so she took out a handkerchief from her bosom and asked Qing Hua to put the pancake wrapped in oil paper on it, as if the pancake was not clean, if it wasn't For the sake of getting things done, she didn't want to accept it at all.

Qing Hua didn't mind either, anyway, she gave it to the other party to take it, and she didn't care if she threw it away, even if she suffered from the empty Wu Zang Temple at this time, she would cook two more and eat it herself.

As soon as the oil cakes were handed over, the two had nothing to say, Yan Yu turned around and left, and the handkerchief wrapped in oil cakes was stuffed into her arms casually, Qing Hua didn't stop her, they went their separate ways, and she But a matter of heart and mind relaxed a lot.

I was thinking of going to the alley to meet Tianzhen, but Qinghua was walking, and saw a small and dilapidated stall by the side of the road, and a sister was sitting on the side in a shabby dress, and the straw sandals on her feet were all torn There is a hole, and it looks like a broken bowl from a beggar.

And there are a few crumpled papers on the stall, and there are a few colored paintings that can be vaguely seen in the blur. I don’t know how many days they haven’t been sold. The painting paper has nowhere to put it and got damp, and the colored paintings on it are also blurred. .

The elder sister saw Qing Hua looking at her, so she said, "This little girl, buy some colored paintings and go home?"

Just as Qing Hua was about to pass by, she heard a few wisps of breathless dry coughing, the elder sister jumped up and got into a small door at the back. Look at that elder sister patting a girl's back and giving her comfort.

"Jiu Niang, drink some water, hold on, in a few days I can earn some money and take you to see a doctor." The elder sister softly comforted the girl on the bed, the two looked like a married couple, The situation at home was terrible, the Qing's house when Qinghua first came here was still empty, even the bed where the sick girl slept was made of thin wood on the floor, which couldn't keep out the cold at all.

That Jiuniang coughed badly, and her complexion also looked sallow with a tinge of cyan, and her face was not too thin. After recovering, she said, "Zhao Mu, it's all my fault for dragging you down. If you earn money, don't worry about it." Let me see a doctor again, why don’t you save it, you will only have money left when I leave, and then you can marry a girl.”

Zhao Mu was heartbroken and annoyed when he heard this, "Jiu Niang, I don't allow you to say that, I, Zhao Mu, will marry you as a wife in my life, and if you leave, I will be alone all my life, so you will love me in heaven!"

Qing Hua was standing outside, the small door couldn't stop the sadness overflowing inside, Qing Hua was not a hard-hearted person, listening to it, he felt a little bloody, but he really had feelings for the miserable couple inside. With sympathy, I looked down at these few color paintings that probably would not be bought if they were rotten, and suddenly an idea popped into my head.

When Zhao Mu came out of the room, he was surprised to see Qinghua still standing there. She didn't entertain well and the goods on the stall were poor. Zhao Mu knew all about this. Why didn't this girl turn around and leave? Standing in front of her stall and waiting for her?

Qinghua lowered her head to look carefully at the blurred color painting, and found that Zhao Mu had a hand in it. The color painting was full of beauties, with enchanting beauty and graceful style. If it hadn't been blurred, the women inside must have more touching.

She then asked, "Sister, I don't know... Maybe you can draw me the oiran of Zhang Zuiyue Pavilion?"