Transmigrated into ancient times as a peasant woman with three children, her husband insisted on separating the family. Shen Qingyu waved her hand: "Divorce, separate the family, I want the chi...
Shen Qingyu stopped and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"
After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Yunqi took out a jade hairpin from his pocket: "This is for you."
Shen Qingyu was surprised: "You? You gave me a gift?"
Xiao Yunqi nodded: "I saw something nice in the shop, so I brought it back for you."
Shen Qingyu took the gift and examined it carefully before asking, "Why did you give me this gift?"
The sunlight streaming through the window shone on Shen Qingyu's profile, making even the fine hairs on her face clearly visible.
Xiao Yunqi blushed under her clear gaze and awkwardly turned to look to the side, but then, as if remembering something, he quickly turned back and bravely met Shen Qingyu's eyes.
You... are the mother of my children.
Shen Qingyu thought for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "Thank you very much."
That means I've accepted it.
Xiao Yunqi regretted it again: Why didn't he dare to say "I love you" again?
If I tell her, will she definitely reject me?
Who knows, maybe she's also thinking about him?
When I came back just now, she was standing by the railing watching me...
Shen Qingyu had no idea about his rich inner monologue. She put on the jade hairpin and nodded with satisfaction: "I'm going to change my clothes."
Before long, Shen Qingyu came out, dressed in white sky-blue silk with a green soft gauze over it.
When she came out of the house, Cheng Ping, Wen Che, and the three little ones who were resting in the yard stared at her wide-eyed!
This is so beautiful!
Shen Qingyu smiled: "Dabao, Erbao, do I look pretty?"
"nice!"
"It's so beautiful!"
"Mom is as beautiful as... a female bodhisattva in a temple!" Xiao Bao racked his brains for an answer.
Wen Che was also stunned for a moment, and after a while he came back to his senses and felt a strange pang in his heart: was it because his cousin was back that he specially wore such beautiful clothes?
It seems my cousin's wife has changed her mind?
Wen Che should have been happy, but for some reason, he felt a little uneasy.
Cheng Ping stared at her for a moment, his eyes filled with even greater certainty, but he smiled easily and said, "Sister-in-law, your dress is really beautiful, just like a fairy in the forest."
Shen Qingyu was in a good mood and smiled at Cheng Ping: "I think it looks good too!"
Then Shen Qingyu playfully turned to Liu Cuixi, who was also stunned, and asked, "If it doesn't look good, why did I ask you to make it?"
Liu Cuixi was truly envious!
She had never seen this soft silk gauze before; it must be very valuable!
Her palms would sweat with nervousness when she made clothes.
After finally managing to replicate it, Liu Cuixi was filled with anxiety, fearing that Shen Qingyu would not be satisfied.
But when Liu Cuixi saw Shen Qingyu wearing soft silk gauze, she was surprised and proud!
Who would have thought that a village woman like myself could make such beautiful clothes?!
This is so beautiful!
Liu Cuixi's confidence increased greatly.
Xiao Taohua was stunned: she never knew a woman could dress herself up so beautifully all by herself!
She didn't feel anything about the rich ladies and noblewomen in the town who dressed beautifully, but Shen Qingyu was from the same village, and she witnessed firsthand how she went from being fat and ugly to losing weight and becoming beautiful!
This is so exciting!
If I worked as hard as she did, could I also make a good life?
The two sisters, Xiaocao and Xiaohua, who had just been bought in the kitchen, stared at Shen Qingyu in disbelief.
These are days they never dared to dream of...
Xiao Yunqi, who came out upon hearing the noise, was also amazed by Shen Qingyu's attire. However, when he saw Shen Qingyu's bare neck and ears, he regretted it: he should have bought a complete set of jewelry.
Shen Qingyu was smugly showing off in the courtyard when there was a knock on the gate. It was Uncle Village Head.
The village head looked worried. When he saw Shen Qingyu's clothes, which most people wouldn't even dare to dream of, he was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile: "Qingyu, I've come to discuss something with you today..."
Uncle Lizheng wanted to ask Shen Qingyu if it was possible to hire more people to do the work.
"Why did you suddenly think of this?" Shen Qingyu asked, puzzled.
"Several families in the village are struggling to survive and are saying they're going to sell their children. They're all from the same clan, so I was just trying to see if I could find a way for them to make a living..."
Uncle Lizheng smiled wryly.
As the village head, he was responsible for the people of his village.
As the clan leader, one must also be responsible for the people of one's clan.
Even though Shen Qingyu repaired houses and found water sources this year, many families did not starve to death.
However, some families with heavy burdens, no skills to earn money, or inconvenient access to water ultimately could no longer survive.
Shen Qingyu frowned.
Her family's braised food business and bean sprout business were quite profitable. Now that it was a lean year, she didn't want to attract too much attention and originally wanted to make money quietly.
Judging from the village head's expression, does he want to expand his business and hire more people?
Shen Qingyu recalled what Liu Cuixi had said: Nowadays, many wealthy families take advantage of this time to buy maids, as they are cheap and they can choose the best ones.
Our values are very sound, and buying and selling people is wrong.
But if a small blade of grass or a small flower is sold to a wealthy family as a plaything and they are beaten to death, buying it yourself can be considered saving a life...
Shen Qingyu frowned: "Then what should we do?"
Soap?
It's a must-have money-making tool for time travelers, and it's not impossible to do it, but in these famine years, what everyone values most is food.
dessert?
If it's made too finely, it's difficult to transport and store; if it's made too roughly, it won't fetch a good price.
"Oh dear! It's raining!" the village head suddenly exclaimed.
Shen Qingyu looked outside and paused for a moment.
The village head couldn't sit still any longer: "No, it's raining now, there's no time to plant wheat and rice, but planting potatoes is still possible. I'll remind them to plant sweet potatoes!"
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