Girls of the Qing family are short of money

During the past few days of the Chinese New Year, Qinghua lived quite leisurely, and the goose feathers and fine snow covered the sky outside, Qingxin asked Qinghua to be dragged to the bed, and the two of them curled up on the bed and sewed clothes. Make it warm.

Even if it is so blue and white, they are determined not to go to the ground. They only cook one meal a day, and the other two sisters huddle on the bed, take some dried meat and fish, roast them by the stove and eat them. The melon seeds I bought are edible, and in order to prevent my stomach from being full with snacks, there is a pile of pancakes on the low table beside the bed, so I can eat as much as I want.

The most painful thing was going to the toilet, it almost killed Qing Hua.

It was helpless for Qingxin to let her sister be put on the bed and not allowed to go out, "Dear sister, I'm not that delicate."

A few years ago, the two of them didn't have such a good bedding, and they didn't even have much firewood. It was unthinkable to burn firewood all day long like this before, and Qinghua even bought it for her. Cotton, Qingxin sewed several winter clothes, and she could put enough cotton in to keep warm, and it was very warm on her body.

But Qing Hua said, "It's not much warmer in bed, what are you going to do in the living room to suffer from the cold?" After speaking, she shrank into the thick quilt, trying not to have an inch of her skin in contact with the cold air.

Qingxin can only smile bitterly, but it is true that this year has been much more comfortable. In previous years, her hands and feet had frostbite at this time, and she had to worry that the bleeding from the frostbitten wound would stain the clothes that were mended. She sewed new clothes for herself warmly, and Qingxin couldn't help laughing when she touched the soft and warm thick padded clothes.

It didn't take long for Tian Shan to be led in by Tian Zhen, with snowflakes on his head, it seemed that he came here in the snow, the child bowed to Qing Hua as he entered the room, "Sir."

This is what Tian Shanxin learned. The two children saw that the great literati did this in the poetry collection and followed suit. Qinghua thought this habit was good and didn't let them stop learning. The two children learned more characters and read the book again. After a month, his temperament is a little different, and he looks like two little scholars.

After a while, Wu Wan also came, holding tightly the collection of poems given to her by Qinghua in her hand. The child liked that book, and the corners of the book were curled up by her in just a few days. Wu Wan cherished it carefully and used a short finger down the corner of the book.

Qing Hua was lazy on the bed like an old lady and didn't want to move, the two children took the stool and sat by the brazier, Qing Hua each stuffed a sugar cake, and then let the two children read.

A child's crisp voice recited a collection of poems in the room. Qingxin didn't understand big characters, but she liked it while listening to it, and asked Qinghua and the children to play one or two on-demand, and learned a little bit of literary talent.

Qing Hua told Aunt Wu that she was going to find Mr. Zheng Jing for Wu Wan, but it was a pity that Wu Luo and his wife frowned when they heard this.

The only people they knew were from Dahe Village, so how could they know Mr. He?I heard that all the teachers in the city are capable, so who would be willing to accept Wu Wan?

Although the little girl can also read, but after all, I still let the little sister read a lot, and they are country people, where can I find Mr. Zhengjing for Wu Wan?

This matter can only see fate.

Qinghua thinks that Wu Wan is talented, so it's a pity to end here, but she doesn't know any other gentlemen, so she can only try her best to read more poetry collections for Wu Wan, so as not to bury Wu Wan's talent.

Just yesterday, Wu Wan gave her a little poem she wrote. Although the words and sentences were not gorgeous, and she just wrote about the scene of heavy snow falling, it still surprised Qing Hua. The child can write a poem on his own, and this wave of operation blue and white expresses his convincing.

Tian Shan couldn't write small poems, but she paired Wu Wan's small poems with a small picture of blue stones covered with snow. The brush strokes are still immature, but the two pairs are actually a matching picture and text. The blue and white are carefully treasured up.

Qinghua expressed that she felt that she had taught two young geniuses, and she dragged Tian Zhen for a long time, but Tian Zhen was not impatient, and while listening to her talk, she polished the newly made small step stool at Qing's house.

The snow fell heavily, and the river stopped flowing. One side of the river was covered with ice, and the river was gradually covered by white snow. It was so white that it was impossible to distinguish the boundary between the river banks.

Tian Zhen can't catch fish, so she hangs around in Qing's house. She knows that the sisters of Qing's family are sewing clothes, but she has never seen any clothes that are sewed like this. The blue and white had to be ironed before sewing for Qingxin. After a few days of observation, she asked curiously, "Is this a piece of clothing?"

Qinghua didn't stop working, she just said "Yes, it's hard to do." She didn't avoid Tian Zhen, and even showed her the design.

Tian Zhen frowned after seeing the design drawing, "Weared by women? It's very... frivolous."

She kept it a bit reserved, but Qing Hua laughed, how could she not understand what Tian really meant?She must have felt exposed, she explained, "This is not for ordinary women, it is for the oiran of Zuiyue Pavilion, so it must be lighter." Besides, can the fabric of this gauze not be thin?

Tian Zhen frowned when he heard this, "Can you take the order from Zuiyue Pavilion?"

Where is Zuiyue Pavilion, can Tian Zhen not know?She didn't approve of a little girl getting involved with that kind of place.

But Qing Hua said, "What's wrong with Zuiyue Pavilion? Who doesn't need to wear clothes? Why bother with Yin as I'm just a clothes maker, not to mention the price of this order is so good."

Tian Zhen made it hard for her to refute, but she was still unhappy in her heart, and even her face was tense.

Qing Hua took a sneak peek at her, and came again, this twitchy little look was really unstoppable, "Okay, okay, I didn't pick this up by myself, it was entrusted by others."

Tian Zhen's expression became better after she explained it, and Qinghua thought belatedly, why did she explain it this way?Isn't Tian Zhen her someone?

Qingxin lowered her head and stitched solidly, and whispered, "My sister, hurry up and iron the cloth. At this speed, I can't finish sewing even after the Chinese New Year."

Although the flowering rose is the ninth day of April, but the Bai family is approaching March, so what year and month will the two of them sew at the speed of each day?

Qingxin spoke up, Qinghua didn't dare to talk any more nonsense, she lowered her head and worked hard.

It will be a few months of hardships to survive.

Both of them are not familiar with the fabric of light gauze, and the design is more complicated, and the stitches are finally pressed to a dead line when the sewing is finished. Qing Hua looks at the clothes and tears are about to flow, and suddenly feels that the Bai family The twelve taels that the lady promised were really taken advantage of by others. The surname Bai, dare you not mention that this light gauze is slippery and difficult to sew! ?

With two dark circles under her eyes, she asked Tian Zhen slowly, "Has the ice on the big river melted...?"

Tian Zhen nodded, the ice had already melted, and the cake sellers started to go to the city, but she didn't say anything when she saw that Qing's family was working day and night, so as not to add pressure to Qinghua.

Qing Hua packed up her clothes carefully, feeling completely numb, "I'll go to the city..."

Seeing her like this, Tian Zhen said, "I'll accompany you."