Yun Miao successfully moved into the backyard of the Huang Mansion. Although Mrs. Huang was not happy, she was grateful to him for saving her master, and she spoke and acted with some courtesy.
Yun Miao has been well-versed in poetry and books since childhood, and has suffered inhuman torture in Black Wind Village. His character is so strong that even a lady from a wealthy family like Madam Huang can hardly match her.
He bowed towards Madam Huang with a hint of gratitude, but felt a little timid and uneasy when he looked at Lord Huang.
Lord Huang didn't care. After all, who doesn't have women in their yard? She was just a concubine, and his wife wouldn't make things difficult for her.
Madam Huang would indeed not be embarrassed. If she really cared, there wouldn't be so many illegitimate sons and daughters in the mansion.
Yun Miao is just a novelty. As long as it doesn't endanger her position, she can even create opportunities for her to get pregnant as soon as possible.
That was the end of it, and everything returned to normal.
Chi Xingyue listened quietly to Ling Jiheng's words and couldn't help but admire Mr. Huang's good fortune. He was truly blessed!
Yun Miao was not bad either. She was rescued from Black Wind Village by them, and brought a group of sisters to Youzhou. She also rescued County Magistrate Huang while they were on the mountain.
Although she only got the status of a concubine in the end, these experiences of hers were almost shameful to ordinary people.
Only Mr. Huang, who has many women, does not despise her and can give her a place to stay.
When Yun Miao left, her sisters all shed tears of envy.
One person who was mentally unbalanced even stepped forward to expose the shortcomings in public.
Fortunately, Yun Miao did not hide the truth from the beginning. County Magistrate Huang had accepted so many refugees and knew that they had no choice, so he did not blame them.
After all, they no longer had the mutual support they had in the cave, but it was also okay. Yun Miao had enough food and drink, and she was given a quiet courtyard and two maids to serve her.
After saying this, Ling Jiheng went on to talk about the details of their pursuit of tax grain. They sat in the cafeteria until two o'clock in the morning. Only then did Chi Xingyue get up yawning and go to the bathroom to wash up.
Ling Jiheng also had to wash his face and brush his teeth.
It was half an hour later when the two of them lay down on the large carved bed in the west room.
The room was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
The quilt is a little cool, but not cold.
However, the temperature drops significantly at the end of July. No wonder there is a saying that goes "the scorching heat of July".
The night in Qingshan Village was exceptionally quiet, and Chi Xingyue could only faintly hear the chirping of cicadas.
I felt extremely calm and fell asleep soon.
In the following days, the Ling family became busy.
After what happened before, everyone knew that the situation was critical and a war could break out at any time.
In addition, the weather is getting colder very quickly this year, so we have to prepare for winter early.
Although the Daqing Mountains are still lush and green, everyone has already started preparing firewood for the winter.
Otherwise, they were afraid that it would be the same as last year, and they would have to make do with a large portion of the money to maintain the temperature of the mushroom house.
Although many people go into the mountains every day, everyone is united in picking up only the dead branches that have fallen on the ground.
As for dead trees, some people cut them down, but it takes some effort.
Ling Yi and his companions went up the mountain to chop wood and hunt. They caught many rabbits and brought them back, which they ate and kept as pets.
After the national mourning ended, the family started raising lambs, piglets and chicks again.
Now that so much time has passed, these little guys have become fat and plump.
But no one touched them, the meat was usually picked in the mountains. These little cuties were to be kept for the winter.
As time passed, those deer turned into nutrients for the Ling family. Now, only a few skins and a pair of antlers are left.
Chi Xingyue felt a little sorry and complained to Ling Jiheng that there was nothing in the space.
If you want to eat venison, you have to go up the mountain to catch it, and you may not be able to catch it.
After saying it twice, Ling Jiheng took it to heart.
When hunting with Ling Yi and others, they would pay special attention to the footprints of sika deer. Finally, one sunny day, they brought back a few fawns.
This time, the animal was not kept in the backyard. Ling Jiheng found an excuse and went out with Chi Xingyue.
When they came back empty-handed, their family members didn't say anything when they saw the situation. They just thought they had sold the fawn.
The family has been busy these past two days, and Chi Xingyue has not been idle either.
From the beginning of the year to now, a lot of wool has accumulated at home.
Seeing that the weather was getting colder and people came to give her wool from time to time, Chi Xingyue decided to resume her knitting business.
Although the sweater she knitted for the old man last time was well received, she had to admit that she failed.
Modern tight-fitting sweaters are really not suitable for the Yong Dynasty. They are not only uncomfortable to wear, but also look out of place.
Several months passed, and Chi Xingyue did not give up looking for a solution. With her persistence, she designed several sets of Chinese style styles.
He drew a rough sketch himself, asked Ling Jiheng to polish it, and showed it to Shu Muyun. Shu Muyun fell in love with it at first sight.
Asked Chi Xingyue: "This dress is very beautiful, why don't you make one with other materials first?"
Chi Xingyue didn't object. There was plenty of fabric at home, enough for them to make it.
However, no one paid too much attention to it. Instead, they dyed the wool that had been washed and spun into yarn into various fresh colors.
Goose yellow, light green, crow blue, peach pink...
She couldn't do such delicate work, so she asked the younger generation of the Wang family who were also exiled from Jiangning Prefecture to come and help.
The Wang family made their fortune by relying on printing and dyeing technology and owned the largest silk and satin shop in Jiangning Prefecture.
Most of the inventory in Chi Xingyue's space was purchased from his silk shop.
However, after being assigned to Xiahe Village, the two families had little contact.
In order to sell her sweaters better, Chi Xingyue took the initiative to ask Ling Jiheng, saying that her little skills were not enough and she needed help.
Ling Jiheng then told her about the Wang family and took the initiative to accompany her to visit Xiahe Village.
Like the Cui family, the Wang family endured a winter of hard labor, and the men aged by ten years.
In addition, they did not have the courage to join the army voluntarily. A group of people were crowded in two small caves, and their life seemed very difficult.
Chi Xingyue went straight to the point and stated his demands.
The Wang family was worried that the Ling family would take advantage of the opportunity to take away their livelihood.
"You can rest assured about this. I only want the finished product, not the secret recipe."
Chi Xingyue gave the other party an injection of cardiac stimulant. After all, the Wang family was now in such a state of poverty that they had no capital to fight against the Ling family.
Wang Jiangdu breathed a sigh of relief and agreed to let Chi Xingyue go to the Ling family to dye cloth. However, the Ling family had to prepare the materials themselves, and the only payment was food and meat.
Chi Xingyue had no objection, asked the other party to write down the details, and left.
I went to the county with Ling Jiheng and bought most of the things before coming back.
After waiting for another two days, Wang Jiangdu finally arrived, exhausted. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the big blue brick and tile house.
How long has it been since I saw such a big house?
Although it cannot be compared with the courtyard of Jiangning Prefecture, it is indeed a scenic spot in this border village.
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