“Everyone has their own personality,” Jiang Nuan smiled. “There’s no need to belittle yourself.”
She thought the girl in front of her was quite nice—lively, clever, and poised. When it came to her shortcomings, she didn't sound bitter.
Therefore, she chuckled and comforted her, "Don't belittle yourself. Everyone has their own strengths. Perhaps your needlework isn't as good as your cousin's, but you can make up for it in other areas."
"Sister, you're so good with words."
Qingzhi laughed awkwardly twice.
According to his own mother, he forgot his brain in her womb from the moment he was born, and even being reborn wouldn't save him.
Although she can talk a lot and boast a lot, she actually knows herself well.
As the two were talking, Madam Xie came over and said, "Mother, they're almost gone."
The Xie family had been keeping a close eye on what was happening here.
"Mother?" Qingzhi looked at Jiang Nuan in confusion. "Sister, how old are you?"
"Guess?" Jiang Nuan smiled. "Little girl, you're quite good. If you want to work at Liuxian Embroidery Workshop, go ahead and give it a try."
“I can’t do it,” Qingzhi quickly shook her head. “I can’t even embroider a handkerchief without getting my hands all bloody. Going to an embroidery shop would only make me a laughingstock.”
“Girl,” Madam Xie also thought the girl had a good personality and said with a smile, “Liuxian Embroidery Shop is not just for embroiderers, but also for accountants, managers, handymen and even apprentices. It’s no harm to give it a try. They won’t eat you.”
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have similar aesthetic tastes. They prefer lively, clever, and outgoing children. They don't dislike children with a dull personality, but they have a certain preference.
"real?"
“Of course it’s true,” Xie said jokingly. “I wouldn’t find any silver if I lied to a little girl like you.”
"Can women be in charge?"
“Why not?” Madam Xie couldn’t help but shake her head. “No matter what outsiders think of us, we must first respect ourselves. The establishment of Liuxian Embroidery Workshop is precisely to allow you to live with your heads held high.”
“That’s true,” Qingzhi couldn’t help but smile when she heard this. “Although I eat everything without leaving any leftovers, I’m capable. I may not know anything, but I can do a little bit of everything.”
Thinking of this, Qingzhi felt proud.
She felt that she was much better than her friends.
“Good girl,” Xie couldn’t help but pinch her cheek, “we will definitely meet again.”
As soon as Jiang Nuan and her group left, the crowd immediately started chattering.
"Qingzhi, do you really want to try running an embroidery shop?"
"Yes, I think I can do it. I'm better at math than my brother, and I know a lot of words too."
"I want to go too, but unfortunately I can't read or do needlework."
"Let's give it a try. Didn't the older sister just say that the embroidery shop needs a lot of people? It's just a short walk, we won't lose out."
"Aren't you all surprised by the identities of those two people?" Suddenly, someone lowered their voice and said, "I have a feeling they're not ordinary people."
"Does this even need to be said?" Qingzhi blinked. "I thought you already knew."
“You don’t understand what I mean,” the speaker lowered his voice, glancing warily around, “I think they are from Liuxian Embroidery Shop…”
"Shh, stop talking," Qingzhi quickly pulled her away. "My mother said it's best not to gossip about important people; they don't like it."
"Okay then!"
Upon hearing this in the car, Jiang Nuan couldn't help but smile.
The girl is quite sensible!
"Mother, since you like them, why not just bring them over?"
She had considered it, but seeing that her mother-in-law didn't do anything, she gave up on the idea.
“It’s different,” Jiang Nuan explained. “Using back channels not only affects the atmosphere, but it’s also not good for the person themselves. It’s better to take care of them secretly.”
sweat!
Is it any different to go through the back door or not?
Xie shook her head, no longer dwelling on the matter.
How are the children?
“I guess she’s taking medicine,” Xie frowned. “These children are too weak. Daya is only four years old, but she’s already punching with great force. She doesn’t get sick even in the dead of winter wearing only two thin shirts.”
During these three years, Huang Lao Er and his wife did not have any more children.
Xie felt that she wanted her daughter to experience the love she had never enjoyed, while Huang Lao Er felt that Da Niu and Huang Lao Er were just like his own sons, with no difference between them.
The couple raised their child very well; he was chubby-cheeked and very energetic, but he was a little crooked.
Jiang Nuan, who was a quiet little girl when she was young, turned into a violent little tiger. Every time she thinks about this, she feels a little regretful.
A perfectly good cotton-padded coat is now leaking air and keeps poking a big hole in it. Who can stand that?
Just as I was thinking that, I heard Xiao Wu's furious voice, "Huang Xuan, do you want to get beaten up?"
"Hehehe," Daya made a face and proudly raised her chin, "My little aunt can't beat me."
After saying that, she turned to face Xiao Wu Niu Niu's bottom and ran off to the side.
Seeing this, Jiang Nuan immediately rubbed her forehead in exasperation, "What happened this time?"
This child was born the wrong gender. He has the same personality as his father, straightforward and honest, but even more domineering than his father.
Besides studying, Da Niu and Er Niu practiced kung fu like crazy, all because she forced them to.
Ever since the little girl learned to run, she's been causing all sorts of trouble, jumping around, chasing chickens and dogs, and wreaking havoc on the entire village.
Da Niu and Er Niu were only motivated to strive for improvement after being beaten to tears.
“That brat has caused trouble again,” Xie said, extremely embarrassed. “Mother, please sit down. I’ll go out and take a look.”
After saying that, he ran away as if fleeing.
Over the past three years, Xie has cleaned up many messes for her daughter, and she knows that her daughter is disliked by everyone in Wolong Village.
It's not like I haven't taught her a lesson. When I was at my worst, I would lift her up a tree and prepare to whip her. However, before I could even do it, the children who had complained first disagreed, crying and begging me to release the little girl.
After a while, she realized that children have their own way of doing things, which is different from adults. Although she still disciplined them, she didn't restrict them as much as before.
However, the little girl's occasional messes still require her, the old mother, to clean up, which is exhausting!
"Fine, I'll go take a look too."
Jiang Nuan didn't know what to do with this granddaughter; she both loved and hated her.
When they're being considerate, they're like angels, melting hearts with their warmth; when they're being mean, they're infuriating, making you want to kill them at any moment.
When Jiang Nuan arrived, there was chaos. Five or six kids were wailing and crying, wiping away their tears and complaining aggrievedly.
"The medicine tastes so bitter, Da Ya hates it!"
"Da Ya bullied me again, you liar, hiccup, you clearly said you wouldn't bully me~"
"Who bullied you?" Daya couldn't help but put her hands on her hips when she heard this. "You're sick and you refuse to take your medicine. You insist that I feed you. Is that my fault?"
“Sister,” Er Ya felt sorry for her friend, “it looks like you just pinched your nose and poured it down your throat.”
“It makes no difference,” Daya waved her hand dismissively, “the medicine still got into their stomachs.”
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