Sujie now also knows this person's temperament. She totally regards silver as money instead of silver. She doesn't want to talk about a big deal, but she just responds. Anyway, she only needs enough money.

"By the way," Sujie, what did she think of?

"I bought some pieces of material. Do you want to choose one and make a dress?"

Shen Qingci raised his face, but also twisted his face. Even if he didn't look at Sujie, it made Sujie feel guilty.

Well, she seems to have said something wrong.

When it was Su Jie who wanted to fulfill her words, Shen Qing's voice was open, which also avoided her embarrassment.

"You help me to choose, I don't care, some wear just fine."

"Good."

Su Jie's voice was a little difficult, and she felt a little sad. If this one's eyes could see it, it would be a good thing.

She knew that this man looked very cold, but his heart was very soft. Otherwise, it was impossible to buy autumn with their silver. However, she didn't want to grow up in autumn and get into that kind of dirty place, and it would be hard for her to live in the future.

After Su Jie finished, she almost ran away from here. She felt so sorry for others that she stabbed a knife into their heart, even a big knife.

"Autumn."

Yueyue held the small hand of autumn, "this is my aunt. My aunt is very good and can tell stories."

Looking at Shen Qingci in autumn, he lowered his head and also looked at his little toes. The shoes were rotten and could not be rotten any more. It seemed that the soles were worn out, and his two big toes were exposed.

Yueyue holds the small hand of autumn.

Then put the small hand of autumn in Shen Qingci's hand.

Shen Qingci shakes it slightly. The roughness that this little hand can feel is completely different from the moon.

She sighed and then raised her hand.

Yueyue put her little head together, and then giggle, which is also the envy of autumn.

Then she put her hand on her little head. She raised her face. When she saw that it was Shen Qingci, she grinned. She felt Shen Qingci's kindness and the warmth in her eyes.

This is a cold but warm man.

After settling down two small ones, Sujie comes to help Shen Qingci wash her hands and face.

"Why do you take the children alone?"

Shen Qingci is asking Sujie. She never asks about other people's private affairs, but there is one thing she wants to know?

It's impossible to be poor. Why do you want to live like this?

"I'm not alone."

Su Jie smile, just smile behind, who knows her heart that wipe sour, but always in.

"I live with my mother-in-law, but she died two years ago."

"Where's your husband?"

Shen Qingci is blind, but her heart is not blind. If she dies of a man, she is definitely not in such a state.

"Yueyue's father went to the capital for the exam."

Su Jie put her hand into the basin, then wrung out the cotton towel and put it on Shen Qingci's hand.

"He took the exam for three years?"

Shen Qingci took a cotton towel and wiped her hands. Dazhou took the exam every three years. The most recent exam was after she was taken away from the capital. Just now, she said that she lived with her mother-in-law. Her mother-in-law was gone two years ago, so the man only went out for three years.

Sujie doesn't speak, because she doesn't know how to answer Shen Qingci's words.

Even after three years, there is no news.

She didn't know how to find him, so she had to wait here, day by day, year by year.

"Do you care where your mother's family is?"

Shen Qingci asked again why her two relatives, who had lived here for a month, had not come? As a matter of principle, it is difficult for a person who has never been poor to be a married girl?

"They..." Su Jie has no clue. "They are not here, and they don't care about me."

Shen Qingci puts down his cotton towel.

"How do you live?"

Shen Qingci wants to know how she keeps a daughter. Although she doesn't know what she does for a living, she should be very poor. Otherwise, she can't even afford to eat meat, and the clothes she wears can be found out.

"I'm not bad at embroidery."

Sujie takes the cotton towel in Shen Qingci's hand, washes it in clean water, and hands it to her.

"You can make a living even if you embroider some handkerchiefs for people on weekdays." Otherwise, she's a woman with no power to bind a chicken, and she has a child. Do you really want to farm?

It's all physical work. Women can't do it at all.

"Give me your embroidered handkerchief."

Shen Qingci didn't say to show her. She was blind and couldn't see it. She could only touch it.

Although Sujie didn't understand why Shen Qingci wanted to see her embroidered handkerchief, she finally took the handkerchief she embroidered, some of which were well done, and some of which were not embroidered.Shen Qingci touched it with his hand. Although he couldn't find anything, he could touch the embroidered handkerchief. The stitches were so fine that he could see that he also used his heart.

"You sell this."

Shen Qingci doesn't believe it. Does Sujie really rely on it to earn money to supplement her family?

This kind of handkerchief, as long as the embroidery work is good, women can do it, but can earn the hands, but it is very small.

If you want to support yourself with this, you will be blind.

"Yes."

Su Jie gently stroked her embroidered handkerchief. My embroidery work is not bad. I can sell one for 100 Wen, and 15 for one or two silver.

"Fifteen. How long do you want to embroider?"

Shen Qingci doesn't believe it. Her embroidery union is like her elder sister. Her elder sister's hand is perfect, but not everyone can learn it.

"To embroider About two months. "

Su Jie lowered her head. She felt so ashamed.

She also wanted to make her movements faster, but the embroidery was not as fast as she wanted. It was a stitch, a thousand stitches and a thousand threads, all of which were made with time.

It can't be fast.

Two months of earning one or two silver is enough for her and her daughter to spend. Although she can't eat big fish and meat every day, she can take care of three meals a day.

"That's how it's sold?"

Shen Qingci asked again.

"Isn't that right?"

What's wrong with Sujie's thoughtfulness?

"It's fragrant. Isn't it easy to sell?"

Shen Qingci takes the handkerchief to his face. When is it fragrant?

The only fragrance comes from Yueyue's pillow, but Sujie has no fragrance at all.

As long as people touch spices for a long time, they will naturally have some aftertaste. It is also because of their own differences, so the fragrance is also different.

So this one, he didn't touch any spices at all.

Sujie clenched the handkerchief in her hand. The handkerchief was dyed with fragrance, so it was easy to sell.

Her voice was low, as if to herself.

"What about those incense stains?"

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