A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating

  It belongs to someone\'s family, for example, calling Zhao Chunhan is from a rich family.

  Or so-and-so mother, for example, Qian Zhuzhu is Xiaoshu\'s mother.

  As for Jiang Chenshi, those who are really unfamiliar, nodding acquaintances, or on extremely serious occasions will address them.

  It seems that Aunt Zheng just shouted \'Nan Wei\' outside the door, which is an exception.

   Originally, she wanted to call "Sister Shen", or "Xiaoya his mother", but Shen Nanwei firmly rejected the latter.

  She has a name.

  The woman followed Aunt Zheng a little closely, and nodded at Wei Xiaoqi, with a nervous expression on her face.

   This is her first time in Murao.

   It was also the first time to step into this wide and strong courtyard.

  The ground is covered with large bluestone slabs, and only a few small areas near the wall are soil, where blooming flowers and hanging vines are planted.

   There is no rattling and humming of chickens, ducks, geese, pigs and other animals, it is clean and leisurely.

   Naturally, there is no smell of animal feces. The air is different from that in the village, and it is the unique fragrance of vegetation in the mountains.

  With the fragrance of food that has not yet dispersed.

  The courtyard is clean and tidy, full of vitality.

   One can imagine how leisurely it is to live here.

  The moment she stepped in, her whole body bent a little.

  Lu Jingzhi was pushed out by Shen Nanwei. She jumped out of the room and raised her hand to greet the two, "Aunt Zheng, Aunt Gao, we were eating melons just now, how about some?"

   She was holding a plate in her hand, on which were washed and cut melons and fruits.

It was not the first time for Aunt Zheng to come here. She was used to warm and sincere little girls, so she took a piece by herself and handed it to Gao Zhanniang, "Let me tell you, this melon is so sweet. I ate several pieces last time."

  The originally rigid woman\'s hands and feet were about to be mechanized, and Lu Jingzhi couldn\'t bear to look directly at it.

   What to do, I remembered the little snail who immediately shrank into the house when the door knocked.

   "We have something to do with your mother, is she not at home today?" Aunt Zheng patted the arm of the woman beside her, and said with a smile, "Your Aunt Gao wants to learn embroidery from your mother."

"You also know that Gao Zhan\'s pens, inks, papers and inkstones are very expensive, and his mother is so busy doing embroidery work that her eyes are red. No, I just thought, let her improve her skills and earn more. "

  Lu Jingzhi nodded his head.

   Indeed, the women who sell embroidery work rely on quantity to make money. There are really better ones, but not too much better. After all, the starting line is stuck here.

  They are also busy with farm work, have no time, and their hands are rough.

  Someone like Aunt Gao is already the best among the women in Huxi Village. After all, her family has no man, and she spends a long time doing embroidery.

   Given the opportunity, who would not want quality over quantity.

  Aunt Zheng said, "The skills your mother taught us are really powerful. I fiddled with them during the slack season. Guess what, the handkerchiefs sold more than ten yuan more than before."

   Not much.

   There are several women who sell at a higher price than her.

"My mother stayed up late yesterday to instruct little seven sisters to embroider. Now her eyes hurt and she is a little drowsy. Wait, let me see if my mother is awake." Wei recounted the incident.

  Shen Nanwei sincerely has a headache, "I see things a little blurry now."

   "Then treat it as if you haven\'t woken up," Lu Jingzhi made a decision, "It\'s not too late to find her when your eyes recover."

   After finishing speaking, he stepped out of the room and closed the door for her intimately.

  Shen Nanwei opened her mouth to persuade her to stay, but her daughter acted in a hurry.

  (end of this chapter)