Chapter 310: Huang Ying'er is in trouble
Even if Ying Ximei does something wrong again, she still knows the importance of reputation to a woman.
She didn't dare to resist at all and could only let herself be manipulated.
After dragging Ying Ximei off the carriage, many villagers gathered around to watch.
The aunt pinched her throat, coughed lightly, and said, "Miss Ying and my young lady got along well, so I specially invited her to our home as a guest and sent her back today."
Now that everything that needed to be said had been said, this annoying girl’s reputation should be saved!
After my aunt finished her speech verbatim, she got into the carriage and left.
Ying Ximei stamped her feet in anger and went home in a huff.
Wen Yan and Ying Zhilin walked back home.
They met no one along the way.
The big tree, which is usually crowded with people, is extremely quiet at this time, with only five or six elderly people basking in the sun.
The two continued walking back and suddenly saw a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old.
When he saw Wen Yan and his wife, he lowered his head and ran away in a hurry.
Wen Yan frowned as she looked at the figure from behind: "Why does it look familiar?"
Ying Zhilin said: "He is from the Huang family, Huang Ying'er's cousin."
"Why would he come to our village if he has nothing to do?" Wen Yan's eyes widened. "Huang Ying'er hasn't given up on you yet, has she?"
Wen Yan bumped his shoulder and winked at him: "I didn't expect you to be so charming!
Otherwise, should I find a matchmaker to go to the Huang family and propose marriage? Let Huang Ying'er wait for another two years, and then marry in and become the head lady?"
Ying Zhilin's face suddenly darkened, and he uttered through gritted teeth, "I'd rather be single for the rest of my life than marry her."
"Why are you so angry!" Wen Yan shrank his neck.
Ying Zhilin was afraid of scaring her, so he took a deep breath and explained to him, "Huang Ying'er opened a braised meat stall, and business is very good.
Her family collects poultry from everywhere.
But, weren't these things done by her eldest brother before? Why is her cousin doing it now? "
"So that's how it is." Wen Yan nodded, and couldn't help but think of the braised food she bought in the county town when she went to the capital that day. Could it be Huang Ying'er's?
It seems that Huang Ying'er has completely sobered up after falling into the well.
Huang Ying'er has such a great skill in braising meat, her future will definitely be good!
When Wen Yan and the others returned home, Pei'er and the others tidied the house in order.
Xiaohai and Zhixue study with Brother Chen Qi for three hours every day.
My fifth grandmother and my grandmother have gained weight.
Ying Zhilin resumed his life of going between the academy and home.
Anyone in the village who was good at sewing took on the job of sewing furs. The Bagua Pavilion was bustling with people who came to do needlework every day.
Pearl added a few stoves inside so that everyone would not get cold while working.
The Bagua Pavilion is not only filled with laughter and joy, but is also a gathering place for gossip.
Today, Wen Yan was invited to teach the technique of cutting new fur materials. The aunts started to talk about new gossip:
"Do you know? The Huang family is in trouble!"
"Why not? Weren't they making a lot of money a while ago?"
"A big shot in the county took a fancy to her braised pork recipe and wanted to buy it.
Huang Ying'er was stubborn and refused to sell no matter what, and ended up falling victim to the evil deeds of that big shot.
Her two brothers' broken legs were left at the doorstep. If her father hadn't woken up in the middle of the night to find them, they would have frozen to death."
"Ah... so miserable!"
“Ordinary people like us can’t keep good things like that.
Huang Ying'er hasn't learned her lesson yet. She's been making some salted eggs lately and is asking her cousin to go around collecting eggs."
Wen Yan shook his head after hearing this.
Huang Ying'er has no power or influence, how can she possibly keep the recipe?
She should have found a backer from the beginning, earning less but being safe.
If I have the chance to meet her again in the future, I can remind her a few things.
Suddenly, an aunt squeezed in front of Wen Yan, holding a palm-sized piece of cloth in her hand, and looked at Wen Yan with a flattering smile: "Madam, can you sell me these large pieces of cloth? I want to make a pair of gloves for my children at home."
"Of course." Wen Yan said, "You have many children at home, so you can pick a few more."
"Thank you, thank you, my lady."
"We're all neighbors from the same village, so don't be polite." Wen Yan then said to the others, "If anyone wants some, feel free to pick a few. Even the loose hair that falls off can be used to quilt cotton clothes."
Everyone looked at each other, and finally one person asked, "Then let's buy it from you."
"These scraps of cloth and loose wool are free today. Consider them as welfare for you." Wen Yan suddenly had an idea and called Pei'er, "Let's go home. I have a new idea."
"Yes, miss."
Wen Yan returned home and sat down at the table, took out a pen and paper, and said, "Pei'er, we should have a lot of scraps of cloth left over, right? Can you help me get some?"
“Are there any color or size requirements?”
"I'm not picky, just take a little from all." Wen Yan dipped the brush in ink and started painting.
By the time Pei'er brought back the fur cloth, Wen Yan had finished drawing the sketch.
The two of them divided the work and worked together.
Wen Yan gave her an embroidery pattern, and Pei'er cut it according to the size.
My grandmother came to the door and watched several times.
Wen Yan knew that her grandmother had a knot in her heart and felt that she was eating and living here for free.
Wen Yan asked her grandmother to help.
My grandmother was delighted to see that she could help.
My grandmother was very good at sewing, and the three of them chatted while she worked.
As they chatted, they started talking about the interesting things that happened when Ying Zhilin was a child.
Ying Zhilin was very naughty when he was a child. He would go to the river to fish, climb trees to rob bird nests, and he was invincible in the village.
He started studying in a private school at the age of seven, passed the examination for a student at the age of ten, and passed the examination for a scholar at the age of sixteen.
Full of vigor and vitality, dazzling.
Unfortunately, ever since his parents passed away, his younger brother and sister-in-law and the Ying family have been like huge mountains pressing down on his shoulders.
Being young and impulsive, he forced himself to calm down and protect his younger siblings...
Pei'er felt sad when she heard this: "My uncle is so pitiful."
Wen Yan was thinking: As expected!
Even though Ying Zhilin is in his twenties, he still lacks love deep down and wants to be attached to others...
As they talked, it was dark before they knew it.
"Grandma, are you talking about my embarrassing childhood stories again?" Ying Zhilin's voice suddenly came from the door.
"Hey, Zhilin is back from school."
Ying Zhilin walked in and sat down opposite Wen Yan naturally.
Seeing this, the grandmother winked at Pei'er and the two of them left.
There were only two people left in the room.
It should be known that Lin Jianwenyan was embroidering. Her fingers were as white as scallions, and the needle flew like a butterfly. The movement of lowering her head made her neck look even more supple and long.
The bright candlelight seemed to give her a layer of golden light, making her extremely dazzling.
Ying Zhilin couldn't take his eyes off her at all.
Wen Yan looked up and smiled at him: "You're back! Have you had dinner? You can sleep in the bed tonight.
But remember to move the screen over to block the light before you rest, as it will affect your sleep quality."
"Don't move." Ying Zhilin answered irrelevantly, bending down and gently holding her chin: "The loose hair is stuck to your eyelashes."
The two looked at each other and then quickly looked away.
He lifted the loose hair for her: "Look."
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