The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Ah Chou didn't want to agree at first, but Grandma Chen's girl was too tender, she had no reason to refuse, so Ah Chou took the needle and thread from Grandma Chen, and then seriously It's embroidered.

The girl's embroidery is really good, the stitches are so dense, and she looks good, Grandma Chen watched from the side, and kept praising Ah Chou, then turned her head and said to Chen Qingxuan, Qingxuan, come and have a look, this girl's The embroidered flowers are even more beautiful than the flowers on the clothes of our magistrate's wife, tsk tsk tsk, after all, they are from the capital, but they are different, Qingxuan, don't you think so?

Sure enough, Chen Qingxuan also came over to look at it. A Chou's hand moved up and down, back and forth flexibly. After a while, a slender bamboo leaf took shape, and Chen Qingxuan couldn't help saying: It's beautiful! .”

Girl, who did you learn this skill from? Grandma Chen couldn't help asking while looking at the bamboo leaf.

I learned from... from the elders at home. Ah Chou said.

In fact, Ah Chou learned his craft from Xiang Momo, but she doesn't want to say more here.

Girl, you have such a handicraft. You will never have to worry about eating and drinking in this life. Let alone our Wangjiatun. Any girl from any family in the future will ask you for embroidery? Grandma Chen said that Turning the embroidered pieces over and over, the more satisfied I was, I immediately took Ah Chou's hand and said enthusiastically, Girl, if you agree, I will give it to you if I see that it is a suitable job in the future. Take it, you can earn a lot of money with this skill.

Really? Ah Chou couldn't help being overjoyed, and got up so busy that he clasped fists and bowed to Grandma Chen, and said, Then ask Grandma to worry about it for me.

Okay, then I'll keep an eye out for you. Grandma Chen patted Ah Chou on the shoulder with a smile.

Embroidery was a waste of time, Ah Chou didn't dare to stay too long, after all he was worried that Zhong Mingwei would be alone at home, so he was busy giving half of the fungus to Chen Qingxuan, and at the same time he was too busy to say goodbye to Grandma Chen.

Chen Qingxuan sent Ah Chou outside the fenced yard. He looked at A Chouwu's smiling face, but he couldn't smile at all.

Mr. Chen, please stay, I can go by myself. After leaving the fenced yard, Ah Chou said goodbye to Chen Qingxuan.

You...is your family short of family? After holding back for a long time, Chen Qingxuan couldn't help but ask. He looked A Chou up and down, Who else is there in your family? Why do you have to let a girl like you Go out to ask for work?

From Chen Qingxuan's point of view, A Chou looked at most thirteen or fourteen years old, but she was such a half-grown girl, and every time she saw her, she was busy running around. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was no tradition of letting women show their faces, let alone such a girl. Looking at the young girl's family, Chen Qingxuan couldn't bear it anymore, so he was naturally dissatisfied with Ah Chou's family.

My family...is not in good health, so I can help as much as I can, Ah Chou said in a low voice while looking at the mountain behind him, I'm willing, I just hope that I can take care of him for the rest of his life.

The second half of the sentence was too soft, Chen Qingxuan didn't hear it at all, just watched A Chou carrying a big bamboo basket, carrying the skirt up the mountain, the red plum blossom at the corner of the skirt flickered, and finally submerged In the green fragrance after the rain.

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The dumplings I ate a few days ago, and the noodles I ate these two days were requested by Zhong Mingwei.

The hand-rolled noodles made by A Chou, and the toppings of shredded pork, fungus, and tofu were fried on fire. As soon as one end was put in, Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he took the handkerchief to wipe his hands and waited to eat. Now Zhong Mingwei can move both arms It's just that the movements are still not very flexible, but anyway, it is much better than before, and more importantly, it gave him hope. In the past, he had to be fed by Ah Chou, but now he is forced to eat by himself .

Can you hold it? Ah Chou held the noodle bowl and didn't put down his chopsticks for a long time, looking worriedly at Zhong Mingwei's trembling hands, How about I feed you again, and you can practice using chopsticks tomorrow.