Chapter 276 Touching her blind spot of knowledge



Chapter 276 Touching her blind spot of knowledge

Huo Bing silently handed over a square handkerchief folded neatly.

The four of them did not try to persuade her, but waited quietly and patiently, waiting for Pinggu to vent her pent-up emotions.

Pinggu cried for only a short while, then took a deep breath to calm herself down, wiped away her tears carefully, looked up at Shen Qing, and briefly explained her purpose: "My hand is broken and useless. The Cao family is short of food this winter, and the old lady wants me to starve to death quietly;

I begged for mercy, saying I could go to the city and find a wealthy family to give me food, so I wouldn't die in the Cao family and bring bad luck, and only then did the old lady agree."

Shen Qing asked the thought that flashed through her mind: "Where is your husband? I remember you had a son and a daughter, more than one. Would he be willing to leave your husband and wife?"

Even for the sake of the child, considering that the child cannot be without a mother, you wouldn't want your wife to starve to death, right?

Pinggu's face showed a trace of sadness, but it quickly faded away, turning into a cold and stern face. She said in a cold voice: "Him? He wishes I were dead!

Even more urgent than the old lady, if it weren't for this isolated mountain where there are no outside women to come into contact with, I would really think he has a lover and is hoping that I will die to make room for him! "

Shen Qing's face darkened slightly. Pinggu didn't know what happened that day, and no one told her, but she observed it from beginning to end. It seemed that Mrs. Cao still hadn't given up, and even resorted to the dirty tricks of the wealthy families, intending to kill Pinggu to vacate the position of the wife, and Cao Da also knew about it.

She continued to ask, "Don't you care about the children anymore?" Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. Cao Da's previous idea was just to add one more instead of changing one. Is he thinking of changing it when the problem is over?

Ping Gu smiled bitterly and said, "Children? Apart from Youcai, the son who caught Cao Da's eye, the other four daughters were never treated as children.

They would only be despised, or even considered to be taking his place as children. If he lost them, he even thought he could still give birth to a son."

The daughter's value changed from gold to silver, then to copper, and finally to iron. Especially after she gave birth to Xiaotie, she never got pregnant again. Cao Da's attitude became worse every year, both towards her and towards her four daughters.

Shen Qing understood: his daughter was not really a child to Cao Da, she was redundant and a burden;

No wonder after Pinggu lost her value and was abandoned by Mrs. Cao, he stood on Mrs. Cao's side without hesitation.

This is as hateful as standing on the side of the mother-in-law!

What kind of man is that!

She looked at Pinggu and asked, "Why did you choose me? And how can you be sure that I will accept you?"

Cao Da is not a good person, and Pinggu and her daughter are indeed pitiful and have a hard life, but there are too many pitiful people in this world, and she is not able to take care of them all with her current abilities.

Especially since the Cao family is not far away, wouldn’t she be causing trouble if she took Pinggu in?

She is not stupid, why would she do something thankless?

Pinggu did not answer in a hurry, but took out a piece of cotton cloth folded into a square from the innermost layer of her arms and spread it flat on the square table.

Then he opened the four corners of the block, layer by layer, revealing the snow-white corner inside.

Shen Qing, Liu Cuihua and Guan Li watched intently.

What is worth wrapping with such care?

After everything was opened, Pinggu picked up the snow-white silk and shook it gently. What appeared before the four people was a lifelike picture of a beautiful woman smiling.

Liu Cuihua gasped in amazement, "It looks just like the real thing. No, it's even better than the real thing!"

Guan Li murmured, "I can embroider a few flowers, too. I used to think I was very good at it, and sometimes I thought I was very talented. If I studied hard, maybe I could take it to the city to exchange for silver. But after seeing yours, I realized how shallow my knowledge was before."

It's not just shallow. Just look at this picture of a beautiful woman smiling. The thin and soft white silk cloth has a beautiful woman embroidered on it that looks like the real thing, and you can even see subtle expressions. Even if she learns from it for a lifetime, she won't be able to learn it!

Compared to this, what she did before couldn't be called embroidery at all, it could only be considered needlework.

Huo Bing looked at the embroidery pattern in a daze, not saying a word.

On the way to escape famine, her mother took her to see a doctor, who prescribed some medicine for her to drink. The doctor said she would recover in about half a month, but three months have passed and there is still no sign of recovery.

She thought she had been fooled by the doctor, but it was not completely ineffective. At least now her head no longer felt like it was exploding with pain when she tried to recall it, and her mother would not notice and worry about her.

Shen Qing was so shocked that he couldn't speak!

It wasn't because the embroidery in front of her was so beautiful...partly, but more importantly, she heard familiar sounds coming from the mall.

"Ding, a piece of high-quality Suzhou embroidery with special craftsmanship has been detected, valued at 70,000 yuan. Sell it?"

Shen Qing: .....She agreed to sell it, but it’s not hers, how can she sell it!

Wait, special craftsmanship, isn’t this Suzhou embroidery?

It can indeed be considered of high quality. After all, it is purely hand-embroidered, not machine-embroidered. It is lifelike and has artistic conception. It is also very valuable in China, but how can it be considered a special craft?

Pinggu turned her hand holding the embroidery a little bit, and the four people looked at her intently. From the side, they saw that the beauty who had originally raised her eyes and smiled now had lowered her eyes, looking peaceful and content.

The four of them opened their mouths, each one as quiet as a chicken.

Shen Qing: ...Is this double-sided embroidery? No wonder the store calls it a special craft!

She had only seen it on TV and in videos before, but she didn’t expect to see it live today. It really broadened her horizons!

Life is getting better now. She never thought that she would be able to see high-end goods that she had never seen before in her lifetime.

Across from them, Ping Gu continued to turn the embroidery a little further. The four of them stared blankly, not understanding why she was turning it again. Hadn't they already seen it?

But when I looked again, I saw not a smiling beauty, nor a beauty with lowered eyes living a peaceful life, but a sad beauty, her whole body shrouded in a deep melancholy.

Shen Qing: .....It touched upon her blind spot in knowledge.

"This is a double-sided three-different embroidery. You can see three different patterns on each side. If it were in the capital or Jiangnan, such a small pair would be worth forty taels or more. Unfortunately, there are not many wealthy families in Jincheng, but it can still be sold for twenty or thirty taels of silver.

This is what I embroidered. Before the accident, I could embroider one pair every four or five months, which would have earned me four or five taels of silver per month. So this time, since my arm was broken, the old lady thought I couldn't hold the needle and earn money, so she didn't want to waste her rations to support me.

In the past, I would have to prove that I could still embroider, prove that I was still useful, and beg the old lady to give me food. But after the injury, I don’t want to just survive, I want to live like a human being.

It would have been fine if she had never seen the light of day in her life, but she could endure it and continue to live on, telling herself that other women were the same. Even the ladies from wealthy families had to live according to the old lady's mood and set rules every day.

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