"Really ignore me?"
It was night, and he put his arms around her and sat on the head of the bed. He asked with a low smile, "But, you promised before that when the sweet-scented osmanthus is brewed, you will try the taste of the wine. If you ignore me, how will you drink the wine?" His words explicitly stimulated her shyness. sensitive nerves. A posture that she will not give up until she is flushed all over.
"Then it will take three years and five years." Su Shui frantically tried to find an excuse. Who asked her to put down the rhetoric that she wanted to brew good osmanthus from the altar and try to have a glass of wine on the night of drunkenness in the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's just that she doubted that she would talk nonsense like this when she was drunk. But he insisted he had said so.
Well, so she tried brewing a pot of osmanthus wine at the beginning of last month, when the osmanthus flowers were colorful, and now she is buried under the wild cherry tree with lush branches and leaves like giant umbrellas in the yard.
"Then you're not going to talk to me for the next three or five years? Shui Lin... You said it yourself, husbands and wives should be intimate. How can they be friends if they ignore each other for three or five years?" Lin Siyao persisted. After getting along for more than half a year, he had already figured out her temperament.
Sure enough, Su Shuilin turned her head back, her cheeks blushing. A bowl of rice wine is powerful enough for her.
"That's not what I meant... Actually I'm not angry... It's just..." I just felt embarrassed. In front of the twelve-year-old disciple, he acted like a fool who knew nothing.
"I know. Dabao should be beaten." He had already thought about how to toss his naughty, slippery, disrespectful disciple of his elders early in the morning.
But, now is not the time to say that. Lying on a black bear skin pad that was just made a few days ago, I have to do something to not waste its softness and warmth...
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In the early morning of the next day, Lin Siyao still took Dabao to practice swords on the flat grass at the foot of Xiufeng, taking advantage of the good weather, followed by a little snow falling out of the yard.
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Su Shuilin also got up shortly after they set off. After washing up, he stayed at the kitchen table, with the soles of his shoes that he was going to make warm cotton boots for Lin Siyao, and glanced at the cooking pot from time to time. Millet porridge. For fear of burning the bottom of the pot.
"Sister Shui Lin - Sister Shui Lin - are you at home?". At this moment, Xicui's crunchy cry came from outside the courtyard, mixed with the sound of the door being hit by a copper ring.
Su Shuilin was puzzled, but quickly left the kitchen and opened the courtyard door for her.
"Xicui, are you in a hurry to find me so early?" Su Shuilu smiled and pulled her in.
Just as he was about to close the courtyard door, he found a woman in her twenties standing behind Xicui, and a luxurious carriage was parked on the village road not far away.
"Who is this?" Su Shui looked at Xicui puzzled.
"Sister Shuilin... I..." Xicui took Su Shuilin's hand and shook it for a while, but he faltered between words.
"Don't blame Xicui, I insisted on asking her to lead the way to find Mrs. Lin. I am Jiang Yingyun, the second shopkeeper of the 'Yueyun Embroidery Building'." Jiang Yingyun greeted Su Shui with a blessed body and introduced herself with a smile. At the same time, he observed Su Shuilin, the perfect embroidered lady in Xicui's mouth, without a trace.
This is a typical lady, and this is Jiang Yingyun's first evaluation of Su Shuilin.
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Although the **** bun pulled up high shows that he is married to a **. On the way here, I learned from Xicui's mouth that her husband's surname was Lin.
However, the tenderness between her eyes and her eyes, and the atmosphere between her gestures and gestures, all showed that she must be a young lady who was spoiled and protected by a big family.
However, whose daughter would have such an excellent embroidery worker? Which daughter is willing to marry a farmer and run the family with embroidery
Jiang Yingyun really couldn't figure it out.
As soon as Su Shuilin heard "Yueyun Embroidery Building", he understood the general idea.
It must be that when Xicui went to reject her, the other party didn't give up and followed her to the door to persuade him.
"Manager Jiang, Xicui must have told you the truth. For me, this embroidery is too busy. I'm afraid I will fail your kindness." Su Shuilin nodded towards the other party. , explained with a small smile.
"I don't know how long it will take Mrs. Lin to take over this pair?" Jiang Yingyun said in a negotiable tone.
She is really helpless. But since the Lord of the City had admired the screen at the Wang family's house, he went to the "Yueyun Embroidery Building" in person, and had to name the embroiderer, Su Shuilin, to embroider him. Otherwise, considering that there are so many fixed or unfixed embroidered women in her embroidery building, it is unlikely that no one dares to pick them up.
"Manager Jiang..." Su Shuilin heard the words and looked up at Jiang Yingyun in amazement. Since it is a limited-time embroidery job, where can the embroidery mother choose the time? Isn't this "Yueyun Embroidery Building" the largest embroidery building in Fanluo City? Shouldn't there be a shortage of excellent and leisure embroiderers
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"Just call me Yingyun, Madam. The word shopkeeper is too foreign." Jiang Yingyun corrected Su Shuilin's address with a smile. At the same time, he rubbed his stiff arms.
On an early winter morning, even if there is no wind, standing outside for a long time feels freezing.
What's more, she got up today and took a carriage to Fanhua Town. She came back from Jindu City last night, and she didn't sleep well all night when she heard the eldest sister said this.
This room, even if it wasn't for the promise of the fifty two pieces of silver, just because of the identity of the city owner, it is not something that Xiulou can afford to offend. On that side, the embroidery building should not spread the statement that the embroidery mother in the building was unable to undertake important embroidery work.
Therefore, according to the household registration information that Xicui had reserved in Xiulou, she found it in the dark, and begged Xicui for a long time before she would bring her to lobby Su Shuilin.
"If that's the case, it's fine for Miss Jiang to call me Shuilin as well. Come in and talk." Su Shuilin naturally saw Jiang Yingyun's actions, and just now felt that he was a little neglected by the visitor. With an apologetic smile, he invited her into the main room with Xicui.
After inviting the two of them to sit on the hot kang, Su Shuiling went to the kitchen. After turning off the fire in the stove, he simmered the cooked millet porridge in the pot, then made a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus and raspberry tea, and came to the main room.
"Shuilin, I'm serious, I hope you can take it, as long as you can hand it over to me before New Year's Eve." Jiang Yingyun sipped a sip of tea, secretly said that it was delicious, and then stopped being polite to Su Shuilan, and directly explained his intentions.
"Before New Year's Eve? But isn't this a screen to be used as a New Year's ceremony? How can it be in time?" Su Shuilin wondered. The embroidery is made into a screen, and the process is complicated. It takes ten days and a half months. How can there be time
"You don't need to worry about these, as long as you can promise to hand them over to me before New Year's Eve, I can do it." Jiang Yingyun's eyes flashed with a hint of gratitude, and his mouth was still comforting Su Shuilin.
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She and her eldest sister Jiang Yingyue have been operating the embroidery building for more than ten years. However, since Su Shuilin was afraid to answer because she was worried about the lack of time, she could only come up with this countermeasure to comfort her.
Yes, Jiang Yingyun was betting that if Su Shuilin took over the embroidery work, it would definitely be done before the stove day and handed over to her. In this way, she has time to complete the subsequent steps. For four days, if the workshop was activated without sleep, she would not believe that it could not be completed.
In order for "Yueyun Embroidery Tower" to continue to stand in Fanluo City with peace of mind, she can only think of two ways: one is to directly use a certain force of "Yueyun Embroidery Tower" to force Su Shuilin to agree. However, this method dissipated spontaneously when she saw Su Shuilin for the first time. Now there is only the second, and the only one that has to be tried: try to convince Su Shuilin to take over with a generous time limit.
"Miss Jiang..." Su Shuilin frowned lightly. Forgive her for having seen a lot of eldest brother's ruthless style of doing business in the past, and had to doubt the conditions proposed by Jiang Yingyun.
"Just call me Yingyun, Shui Lin." Jiang Yingyun smiled and pointedly corrected.
"Yingyun, please forgive me for taking the liberty to ask: If this is for a New Year's ceremony, and the delivery is delayed next year, wouldn't it violate your established agreement? Shouldn't I be responsible for this fault at that time? "Su Shui smiled gently and asked firmly.
It's not that she is too cautious, there are some things, especially transactions that are very likely to involve disputes of interest, she has to be on guard first. These are the hard truths she has learned from her elder brother's dealings.
"Haha... Shui Lin, should I say you're shrewd, or should I say you're honest?" Jiang Yingyun smiled brightly.
She was a little surprised by Su Shuilin's reaction. It really doesn't seem like the refutation ability that a high-class woman raised in a boudoir should know
Su Shuilin, what kind of woman is she? She appears to be gentle and graceful like a pampered lady, but in fact she is as intelligent and rational as a well-mannered mistress of a family.
However, in fact, she is a fallen embroidered mother who lives in a remote village and is married to a farmer.
Rao is as smart and capable as Jiang Yingyun, the second shopkeeper of "Yueyun Embroidery Building", but he still can't figure it out after scratching his scalp.
"Shui Lin, if you believe me, please feel free to put one hundred and twenty hearts into it. The transaction between you and me is limited to handing over the standard one before the end of the year. At that time, one hand delivery and one hand payment for silver will be 12 taels. Ji, you will be rewarded according to the quality." Jiang Yingyun smiled and said the extremely generous reward, and continued to throw out the conditions that should be regarded as a big **** in her opinion: "With the quality of the previous pair, eight taels of silver will be rewarded. Just a little more."
Xicui, who was quietly drinking tea by the side of "Tian" and listening to the two of them asking each other's questions, covered her mouth in surprise when she heard this, and couldn't help but whispered as if reminding: "Sister Shuilin", don't you respond quickly? Hastily winked at Su Shuilin.
In less than two months, 18 taels of white money fell into her purse. Oh my God, it was a full 10 taels more than she had expected before. How could she have found such a good errand? Otherwise, she would be crying and rushing to ask for this embroidery work on her own. This is simply the manifestation of the God of Wealth.