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Temporarily stabilizing the pair of children, Yang Mei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

There's no way, if she doesn't pull an old fairy out as a big banner, she really can't explain the contrast between her front and back.

Dressing up as an old lady is not Yang Mei's wish.

But the facts are already like this, and the same sentence, it is better to live than to die.

She didn't want to be burned to death as a goblin, so she could only suppress these children by lying and the natural advantages of being a mother.

However, Yang Mei still admires herself a little, although the idea of ​​using old gods to enlighten spiritual wisdom is a bit illusory.

But most people nowadays are superstitious, this statement can still bluff people.

Ma Youwei reacted belatedly, and after an exclamation, she hurriedly covered her mouth again, and said to Yang Mei in a low voice: "So, mother, Jin Bao is really the granddaughter of the old god who came down to earth to reincarnate?

Because mother, you know Jinbao's origin, so you love her so much? "

Yang Mei made a booing gesture.

"The secret must not be leaked, it is a taboo for my mother to accidentally say it today.

This matter is known by God and the three of us.

Others, including your brother and sister-in-law, are not allowed to leak, you understand? "Yang Mei exhorted with a serious face.

Ma Youwei and Ma Jili were a little excited.

Being able to keep the same secret with mother made them feel even more intimate.

Sure enough, it was their siblings that Mother loved the most, otherwise, why would she only share this big secret with the two of them?

After they both promised to keep their mouths shut, Yang Mei urged Ma Jili to go into the shop quickly.

Ma Jili walked up the steps and looked back at Yang Mei.

Yang Mei waved her hand and said with a smile: "Remember what mother told you, be a down-to-earth person, and do things conscientiously."

"Mother, my son has written it down." Ma Jili smiled at Yang Mei, and walked quickly into the painting and calligraphy shop.

"Mother, didn't you say you wanted to follow me to have a look? We won't go in?" Ma Youwei asked.

Yang Mei said 'no hurry'.

Of course she wanted to go in, but not now, after a while, the surprise inspection would be more intuitive and effective.

The mother and daughter walked through the two long streets and came to Jinxiufang.

Jinxiufang is the largest embroidery workshop in the town, with a spacious shop and higher-end decoration than other shops.

Ma Youwei brought Yangmei into the embroidery workshop, the shopkeeper recognized her, smiled and raised his hand, signaling Ma Youwei to go to the back room to ask Aunt Liang to hand over.

Aunt Liang is an embroiderer hired by the embroidery workshop. She is proficient in various embroidery methods. It is said that this Aunt Liang retired from the clothing bureau in the palace.

My hometown is in this town, and I wanted to live in peace of mind.

The owner of Jinxiufang was very sincere, and after several sincere offers, Aunt Liang agreed to help train and teach the apprentices of the embroidery workshop.

Ma Youwei went to the back room to ask Aunt Liang to hand over the embroidered handkerchief, and Yang Mei looked at all kinds of cloth and clothing materials in the store.

The shopkeeper saw that Yang Mei and Ma Youwei's mother and daughter looked very similar, and guessed that they should be mother and daughter.

I didn't dislike my old woman's peasant family background, and I couldn't afford any good materials, so I came out to entertain Yangmei graciously.

Yang Mei is an old lady now, she is not so young that she can squeeze out water, and she is not too enthusiastic about clothes.

When washing up this morning, Yangmei looked at her appearance through the surface of the water.

She looks good, with an oval face, almond eyes, and a not particularly straight nose, but the proportions of her facial features are well balanced, making her look very pleasing to the eye.

Except for a slightly sallow complexion and faint creases at the corners of his eyes, he looked younger than his actual age.

This is very rare for Yang Mei.

Farmers plan food in the fields, heavy labor and childbearing will prematurely deplete body functions.

This is also the reason why the ancients were generally prematurely aging, and their appearance looked much older than their actual age.

Compared with the wrinkled and freckled face of the patriarch's daughter-in-law Liu, Yang Mei is already very satisfied with her current appearance and state.

Now her skin is still a little black and yellow, buying bright cloth to make clothes, not to mention adding color to her body, will only make her look more rural.

Youdao is to cover up all the ugliness with nothing, so she should stop making troubles for now, save the money to improve the food at home, and then find ways to start a small business to generate income.

"Thank you shopkeeper for taking the trouble to introduce, I just took a look." Yang Mei smiled and nodded at the shopkeeper, without the petty air of a poor peasant woman on her face.

The shopkeeper secretly approved in his heart, thinking that he deserves to be the one who raised a talented son, who is different from ordinary old women.

"Okay, that talented lady, you can do it yourself!"

Yang Mei nodded slightly, without looking around, walked to the door of the embroidery workshop and waited for Ma Youwei to come out.

At this time, a sedan chair stopped at the gate of the embroidery workshop.

He raised the curtain of the sedan chair with the dog-legged servant, and said to the people inside: "Master, we're here."

The young man sitting in the sedan chair was well dressed, he was full of gold and jade, and he was full of nouveau riche, as if he was afraid that others would not see that he was from a good family.

The man bowed out of the sedan chair and unfolded the folding fan in his hand. He looked suave and suave, and felt very stylish.

Yang Mei, who has seen a lot of domineering, abstinent, delicate, and handsome men, has long been immune to ordinary men of this rank and appearance.

This man's behavior is superficial, which only makes Yang Mei feel contrived.

The man knew nothing about Yangmei's opinion.

He put away his folding fan, raised his head slightly, and walked past Yangmei's side like a proud peacock.

The dog-legged boy followed closely, entered the shop, and raised his voice to ask the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, has the picture of Baifu that my young master ordered has been embroidered?"

The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile on his face, and while ordering the waiter to quickly serve tea to Young Master Huang, he said to Huang Haojun, "Young Master Huang, sit down and have a cup of tea first.

Master Liang rushed to work day and night to embroider the Baifu picture you ordered, and it has already been embroidered. It will definitely not delay Young Master Huang's gift to the old lady for her birthday. "

"That's good."

Huang Haojun put the folding fan on the small table, and was about to ask the shopkeeper to bring the embroidery, when he raised his eyes, he saw a figure of Pingting coming out of the back room.

Ma Youwei has already handed over the embroidery handkerchief, received the wages, received the embroidery thread and fabric again, and prepared to take it home to make.

She searched around in the shop, but she didn't see her mother's figure, instead she met a pair of scorching eyes unexpectedly.

The man's eyes were amazed, joyful, and hot, which made Ma Youwei's heart beat faster and her face flushed.

She turned her head away quickly, not daring to look at the man.

When Yang Mei turned around, she happened to see this scene, and the alarm went off in her heart.

What the hell!

Could the greasy ordinary man just now be a certain merchant's young master who scumbags a cheap girl in the original plot?

Just such a thing, Ma Youwei can actually see it, this look is really bad enough.

At this moment, Yangmei has only one thought: defend her own cabbage!

Is it easy to raise a juicy cabbage?

How could such a boar be made use of in vain?