Chapter 51



A string of new words came out, and Qin Xiaoting felt a little dizzy, but she still caught the word "wig" with her sharp ears.

"Lizi, you know how to make wigs, you can make wigs and sell them!"

After saying this, Qin Xiaoting immediately rejected it, "No, no, there are not many people in our county who can afford wigs. It's also difficult to collect hair, you have to go from street to street, it's not suitable."

"Don't make hair bands. The cost is low and it's aesthetically pleasing. It will definitely be popular."

Jiang Li did what she said. She was dragged back to the educated youth point by Qin Xiaoting and drew three hair circle pictures on the spot.

One is a double-layered hair ring with a green lace on the top and red roses on a white background. The style is simple but classic.

The other one is the windmill style, which looks square, but it changes completely when tied on the head, and looks very ladylike.

The last one is a modified version of the colon hair ring, with a bow and two ribbons at the back, which looks very fairy-like.

"We have to choose the materials for making hair ties carefully. If the supply and marketing cooperative doesn't have them, we can go to the grocery store. They will definitely be very popular when they are made."

Qin Xiaoting was full of confidence, and symbols of money were almost floating in her eyes.

Jiang Li was also encouraged by her, "Let's go into the city early tomorrow morning."

"good!"

On the way home, Jiang Li seemed very excited. Qi 꿁qiang asked her, "You are so happy. What's the happy news?"

"Keep it secret for now," Jiang Li swung her two pink legs and hummed happily.

As soon as she got home, she used the scraps of hair she had on hand and painstakingly made a classic hair band.

The material was found for her by Chen Xianyun, a yellow floral cotton. Jiang Li stared at it and muttered, "It would look better if there was a lace border on the edge."

Qi Qiang took a shower and walked back and forth around his wife. Seeing that it was getting late, he deliberately said, "Lizi, you will go to work tomorrow. The wedding factory only gives you one day off."

Jiang Li was busy posting on her circle of friends and just uttered a "hmm" casually.

Qi Qiang sighed, folded the quilt again, and asked for conversation, "Li Zi, what are you going to do at home tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, Xiaoting and I have an appointment to go to the shopping mall. Didn't I tell you?"

"Oh! I just forgot about it." Qi Qiang turned over on the bamboo mat, holding his head with his hands, deliberately showing his strong abdominal muscles, "Wife, it's late, go to bed."

He saw it all. When Li Zi saw him grinding the millstone that day, his eyes widened.

But Jiang Litou didn't reply, and waved her hand, "You go to sleep first, and then study this thing."

Qi Xiaoqiang felt like he was being pawed by a cat. He stood up, walked to Jiang Li with his long legs, and hugged her. "If you have anything to discuss, you can do it on the bed."

Before Jiang Li could say anything, her mouth was blocked.

Huh, Qi Qiang blew out the oil lamp.

"Pear, I feel bad."

He held his soft daughter-in-law in his arms, resting his head on her shoulders, feeling as aggrieved as a big dog.

Jiang Li's heart softened unconsciously, "Well, what should we do?"

"There is another way," Qi Qiang whispered softly beside Jiang Li's head, his warm breath sweeping over Jiang Li's shoulders. After hearing Qi Qiang's nonsense, Jiang Li felt as burnt as a boiled shrimp.

"You're a hooligan!"

"If you behave badly towards your wife, you will behave badly towards the emperor too."

The night gradually deepened, with the sound of wind and rain overhead. Tiny drops of dew condensed on the tender leaves, which were blown all over the place by the wind and could only sway in the direction of the wind.

The curtains swayed, and then the strong wind died down, slowly disappearing, and the leaves were still.

Jiang Li slept until she woke up naturally this time. Her hands felt a little sore. Qi Qiang was sleeping soundly, with his tightly closed eyelashes drooping, covering his deep eyes. She was a little angry and hit him.

Qi Qiang turned over and hugged her, kissed Jiang Li's hair with a smile, and rubbed her back with one hand. She woke up as soon as she moved.

"Thank you for your hard work, daughter-in-law."

Qi Qiang smiled with ill intentions, and wherever his eyes looked, there was a beautiful scenery.

How could the young girl who had just started to have sex resist this temptation? She quietly tightened her arms and coaxed him, "It's still early, do you want to do it again?"

Jiang Li suddenly realized that something was wrong in front of her, and immediately surrendered, "Get up. I have something else to do today!"

Seeing Jiang Li running away without even having time to put on her shoes, Qi Qiang laughed so hard that his chest shook violently, "Slow down, don't fall."

After washing up, Qi Qiang sent him to Dashuping.

Given Qin Xiaoting's riding skills, Jiang Li was afraid that she would fall into the ditch again, so she simply made an appointment with her to meet at Dashuping.

The two went out and ran into the members who were working at Bailutang.

Qi Qiang smiled and greeted everyone, and Jiang Li also called out to uncles, aunts, grandpas, and grandmas.

"Wife Qiang, are you going into the city?"

Jiang Li nodded without saying much, but Qi Qiang explained, "We're out of salt at home. Go weigh two kilograms."

Many people sighed, "This Qiang family's daughter-in-law is really well-born."

"What's the big deal about being good-looking? She's so charming and flirtatious, and you can tell at a glance that she's not someone who will keep quiet. She'll be cuckolded by Qi Qiang sooner or later.

She doesn't even work in the fields, and spends money all day long. How much money does the Qi family have to give her?"

The person who spoke was Wu Meiling's mother, Chen Qiuxiang. Seeing the lovely couple riding farther and farther away, her eyes turned red.

The prospective son-in-law that he had high hopes for was snatched away by this vixen who appeared out of nowhere.

Bah, isn't it just a prettier face? My own Meiling is a working woman, and she is one of the best girls in this area.

Qi Xiaoqiang was really blind, and so was Chen Xianyun, they left the good stuff behind and picked up a junky product!

Someone who had a good relationship with Chen Xianyun couldn't help but speak up, "Meiling's mother, I think you are jealous. Qiang looked down on your Wu Meiling and married someone from Dashuping instead."

"You are the one who is jealous! My dear Meiling works at the supply and marketing cooperative. There are many handsome young men lining up to propose marriage to her. She has no trouble finding a husband. Do you think it is your turn to complain?"

Chen Qiuxiang put her hands on her waist and cursed, "Qi Xiaoqiang is so short-sighted that he picked a spendthrift. His life will definitely get worse and worse."

"Tsk, everyone knows that your family went to the Qi family to propose marriage and was rejected. Now you have the nerve to save face here."

"Here comes 꿁强's mother! The old lady is out for a walk, too!"

Chen Xianyun listened to the quarrel just now. She held a basket in her hand and glanced at Chen Qiuxiang coldly, but ignored her.

Chen Qiuxiang avoided Chen Xianyun's gaze. Previously, the Qi family preferred their own family, and Chen Xianyun also intended to bring the two of them together.

But ever since Meiling found a job in the supply and marketing cooperative, she has been determined to marry into the city and has changed from her former enthusiastic self.

When she heard that Qi Qiang had found a job in a food factory, he asked her to come and propose marriage.

This matter is not glorious to talk about, and she feels guilty when she sees Chen Xianyun now.

Old Mrs. Qi was holding a radio and a wooden stool. People asked her, "Have you had your meal?"

She said, how do you know that your grandson's wife is filial and went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy batteries for your radio?


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