The lights in the west room were turned off, but the two people outside the window were still busy. Ling Jiheng looked up and could still see Erzhu's figure.
He chuckled and kissed Chi Xingyue's forehead, then fell asleep.
The early morning sunlight shines on the windowsill. Rongsi Courtyard, Tinglan Courtyard and Zhegui Courtyard are all bustling with activity. Only Qingfeng Courtyard is still quiet.
Shu Muyun opened the door and found that the doors of the east and west wings were all closed. He walked into the kitchen and saw that the pots and stoves were cold, and he couldn't help but frown.
But he also knew that Baozhu and Erzhu would not sleep in for no reason. After taking a walk around the yard, he discovered something was wrong.
The wool that had been draped over the hemp ropes was gone, and some white fibers were scattered on the ground.
Shu Muyun realized that his daughter-in-law must have taken Baozhu and Erzhu to spin all night and did not get up until dawn.
I went to the kitchen to get some hot water, then went back to the house to wash up with Ling Weicheng. Then, I put on my thick autumn clothes and went to Rongsiyuan for dinner.
During the conversation, she also talked about Chi Xingyue: "That kid is too honest. He said he would knit a sweater for us and he wanted to do it overnight.
Why is she in such a hurry? What difference does a day earlier or later make?
Although he complained, the smile on his face remained.
The old lady felt distressed when she heard this, and said that young people were ignorant and that they could just let the servants do it, and there was no need to do it themselves.
I feel warm inside, but also a little uneasy.
If it was before, I could give you a toy to show my appreciation.
Now my granddaughter-in-law is richer than me. I haven’t experienced such “poor” days for a long time.
The old man listened to the conversation between the two and wanted to rush to Qingfengyuan to see what the wool looked like.
But he is the head of the family and he has to behave himself. He can't be as vulnerable as the youngsters.
It was just that during the conversation, I asked about the sweater intentionally or unintentionally.
Shu Muyun had no idea, but he still went ahead and blew the sweater up into the air, making the old man smile from ear to ear.
Seeing that everyone was chatting happily, Aunt Taohua put down her breakfast and left.
He also reminded others to be quiet and not disturb the Second Young Master and his wife.
Chi Xingyue originally wanted to get up early to continue spinning, but she was too tired yesterday and slept until half past nine.
Ling Yi, Ling San and the others have already gone up the mountain. Apart from a few masters, the only servants left at home are Baozhu, Erzhu and others.
After hard work, Baozhu successfully wrapped two balls of yarn. Although Erzhu was tall and had long legs, his movements were not as agile as Baozhu's.
I used up all my energy and only managed to wrap a ball of yarn.
There was still a lot of wool in the wing room that had not been combed yet. After getting up today, Baozhu went to Rongsiyuan to ask for help.
As soon as the old lady spoke, Xiaohe, Shunzi, Qinglu, Qizi, Xing'er and Zhaocai all came to help.
There are a row of small benches in Qingfeng Courtyard, and people are working together under Baozhu's command.
The old lady and the old man were bored, so they came here accompanied by Nanny Chen.
Baozhu hurried into the kitchen and made a pot of tea for the two of them. She also thoughtfully laid a mat on the stone bench in the yard.
The old man and the old lady drank tea while watching the servants busying around. The autumn wind was bleak, and no one was there to wake the young couple.
So, when Chi Xingyue opened the door, she was met with the old lady's playful gaze and the subconscious attention of a group of servants.
She scratched her hair, feeling a little uneasy. The old lady smiled and waved, asking, "Are you awake? If you haven't slept enough, go back and sleep a little longer!"
Chi Xingyue didn't dare to let the elders wait outside, so she quickly said that she had rested well and made her grandparents laugh at her.
"Well, I know you're busy. What's wrong with sleeping a little longer? It's okay even if you don't leave the house all day!"
The old lady picked up a ball of wool and praised, "Who could be as talented as my granddaughter-in-law? Look, the wool is so soft after just a little spinning. Who could have imagined that?"
The old man also said: "That's quite clever, he's found a new way, he's taking an unconventional approach, you're a teachable kid!"
Chi Xingyue's ears blushed slightly, and she took Ling Jiheng's hand: "Grandpa and Grandma, have you had breakfast? How about eating here at noon today? I'll ask Jiheng to make barbecue for you."
The old couple had no objections, so Ling Jiheng went to prepare it. The meat was simple, as the family bought fresh meat every day, so it just needed to be marinated.
It’s the vegetables, which is a bit difficult.
There were only a few varieties of food in the Dayong Dynasty, and it was still autumn and winter, so apart from winter melon, pumpkin, and cabbage, there were only radishes.
Ling Jiheng decided to have pork as the main dish, supplemented by vegetables. He would have a simple meal and then have a full meal after the vegetables in the folding flower racks had grown.
And so, get busy.
Chi Xingyue took the stick for stringing candied haws and started knitting a sweater.
At first, her movements were a little awkward, but after a dozen stitches, her hands moved so fast that the old lady was dazzled.
"Is this knitting a sweater?" His tone was filled with curiosity and surprise.
Chi Xingyue nodded. "Yes, skipping the weaving stage makes it simpler and more flexible. In the future, maybe every household will be able to knit sweaters."
"Then your business will fail?"
Chi Xingyue chuckled: "No, there are many ways to knit a sweater. As long as we knit better than others, people will pay for it.
Besides, we have the core technology in our hands. As long as the other party doesn't know how to spin the thread, we can continue to make money."
The old man felt that no one had thought about this before, but now that the finished product was available, that might not be the case.
Chi Xingyue didn't care: "There's also dyeing and so on. After all, we can make some quick money. As for the rest, we can talk about it later. We won't starve at all."
The old man believes this.
After living in Qingshan Village for so long, only this granddaughter-in-law is thinking of doing something to supplement the family income.
As for the others, it’s good enough if they don’t cause trouble. If they rely on them, the Ling family will never be able to enjoy a good life.
It was also because the life was too smooth in the past, buying and selling, but no wealth that truly belonged to the Ling family was left.
Unlike other families, at least they have a recipe for dyeing cloth or brewing wine, so the men in the Ling family don't seem too mediocre.
Chi Xingyue didn't think too much about it. She just compared the wool on the old man's body and knew roughly how wide the yarn should be.
Pure wool yarn is prone to shrinkage, so she deliberately left some room and knitted the sweater wide and large.
The weather was pretty good today, with bright sunshine and a refreshing autumn breeze. Even though we were all dressed warmly, we didn't feel too cold.
Xiao He and the others listened to their master chatting while combing the wool. Soon, it was noon.
Ling Jiheng put the marinated meat slices into the earthen oven to bake. Soon, an enticing aroma floated in the air.
Chi Xingyue's stomach growled, and then he realized that he hadn't had breakfast.
The old lady looked guilty: "It's my fault. I kept chatting with you and forgot you hadn't had breakfast yet. Grandma didn't mean it!"
Chi Xingyue smiled and said, "I forgot about it myself, how could I blame you? It's okay, I'll just eat more later."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Jiheng came over with a plate of barbecue and a bowl of white porridge.
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