If the first busiest person in the town used to be Zhao Chengcheng, she is still her now, but the second busiest position has changed from asking Mi Po to a beautiful big girl with evening makeup.

The bookstore shopkeeper's arm was so good that it was almost gone, because Mo Hongqian suddenly left, disrupting the planned evening makeup, because there were too many things in his hands, and he was so busy that he was too busy.

The workshop for printing books was moved to the end of the street, the place was four times larger than the original, and there were many busy craftsmen, both men and women, as soon as she appeared, Xiao Jiang, who was carving words, raised her face happily: "Sister evening makeup, you are here, I just wanted to find you." ”

Xiao Jiang's black hand was excitedly and shyly wiped on the apron, and whispered to the evening makeup: "My mother has already negotiated the price with someone, give me a piece of land outside the city, and the blind date family also agreed to let my son come over with me." ”

The evening makeup recalled that Xiao Jiang said before that the man's family disagreed: "Why did you suddenly agree." ”

"I asked the matchmaker's wife to change a family with more sons, there is always a family who is willing, I am lucky, I fancy one, our two families are satisfied, I married him first, and then introduced a little sister of his family to come here to help, anyway, our monthly salary here is worth more than half a year for them, give my family a son, their family is earned." Xiao Jiang fell in love with the right candidate, so he sent the salary to buy some dowry, and he was happy: "I calculated it with my father and mother, and after this month's salary, my family doesn't need to borrow money for wedding wine, and the owner said that whoever gets married will have thirty taels of red envelopes, which is all good." ”

Evening makeup knew that Xiao Jiang talked to her to make sure that this month's salary was still paid on time, because there were rumors before, saying that Cishan sent a bookseller not to settle the bill, which made people panic, so Zhao Chengcheng hurried not to give credit or had to pay eighty percent of the silver before picking up the goods, plus the silver consumed to repair the canal, in Zhao Chengcheng's words, the landlord's family had no surplus grain.

It's not easy to support a big family.

Thinking of Zhao Chengcheng, the evening makeup wanted to ask Xiao Jiang one more thing: "You are like this, you are not afraid that your mother-in-law will slander you in the future." She worried, after all, Xiao Jiang's family is only her daughter.

Xiao Jiang thought about it, and said with a smile that he didn't care: "Why slander me, his family has five sons, how many people are in our Nanjie and Xincun, he dares to touch me, I will run in front of the owner to cry, and let the eldest brother give me anger." ”

The owner is not there all the time, there are many people who have enemies with her, the owner is not there that day, no one in the realm supports a girl like Xiao Jiang, if their men are ruthless, they will become idiots.

"What will you do if the owner is gone?" Evening makeup asked.

"Why isn't the owner here, isn't it good, and the owner is not without descendants, the young owner is still studying in the school, just with the children on our street, when my children are older, who would dare to bully me." Xiao Jiang is optimistic, and her optimism makes the evening makeup palpitate.

Maybe it has something to do with the experience of evening makeup, she knows that it is not easy for women to live in the world, and the girls in Xincun and Nanjie are much better than other places, because of this goodness, evening makeup is even more unbearable for Zhao Chengcheng, not because of her, but because of the girls in Nanjie and Xincun.

The more I thought about it, the more annoying the evening makeup became, and I remembered that the bookseller said that he would send money today, but he hadn't come yet, and he only had money left in his mind, and everything would be discussed when the money arrived.

Walking out of the evening makeup of the printing workshop, the head suddenly hurts, just walked on the street, Mr. Cai, who had a sad face in front of him, walked over, and the evening makeup also suffered from Zhao Chengcheng's problem of hiding people, especially when he saw a few rotten Confucians in the school, running faster than a rabbit cub.

"Hey, evening makeup, don't run away with evening makeup, I'm not very satisfied with this book, hey."

"Night makeup, why do you run away when you see people like the owner."

The voice behind her is like a life-threatening talisman, if she doesn't run away at night, she knows why Zhao Chengcheng handed over the bookstore and workshop to her so easily, obviously she just doesn't want to take care of those rotten Confucians, and in the middle of the night, she can wake up from the mattress to write a manuscript, and the city drum will run to your door, and you will say that the money is not enough, and you will start to write a long sour article.

The craftsmen under your command are looking for you for big and small things, and you have to keep you in mind for weddings and funerals.

In the evening, I feel that if I worry about it for a few more days, I will definitely grow my hair early.

Therefore, when the connector came to remind her of another identity, the first thing that came to her mind was whether she could wait for the bookseller to settle the money first and then talk about sowing discord, and Xiao Jiang, who engraved the letter, waited to save the dowry and get married.

The connector looked at her absent-mindedly and said coldly: "You have to remember that you owe the Yuan family a life." ”

"I know the evening makeup, it's just that Mo Hongqian ran away, the town is full of trivial matters, and I bother the messenger to give me a word, I have a plan now, I can draw a salary from the bottom of the kettle, if General Yuan thinks that the little girl's bad plan is feasible, then the little girl will not move for a while." Night makeup is also a bitter person, she just wants to attack Zhao Chengcheng and Wan Li, as for the people who get up early and are greedy and dark to make a living in the town, they are innocent and should not be implicated.

The messenger examined her for a long time, and then said, "You say." ”

The evening makeup bowed her head and said eloquently: "Since Zhao Chengcheng and Wan Li want to renew their marriage, it is better to send ghosts to drag Mo Hongqian down on the wedding day, and use Mo Hongqian as a hostage to blackmail Zhao Chengcheng, she must choose to save people, the wedding can be said to be smashed in the hands of Zhao Chengcheng, the joy of the heavens and the earth in the past few days, such a basin of cold water poured down, the husband and wife can no longer reconcile." "This is the way to think of in a hurry for evening makeup, the wedding is scheduled for the twenty-eighth of next month, a good day for good fortune, and it just so happened that Mo Hongqian sailed to the vicinity.

As soon as the news of Mo Hongqian's shipwreck came, Zhao Chengcheng couldn't marry Wan Li's church, maybe it would be out of control, two men, Zhao Chengcheng would definitely choose Mo Hongqian, and the evening makeup would be accurate to her idea of saving people first.

She offered advice, and the envoy listened to it, and did not judge, but just asked her to wait for General Yuan to reply, and sent the envoy away with evening makeup, and went to collect the account non-stop.

None of them knew that the secret meeting was in the eyes of another person.

Sleep quietly back to the small courtyard, the uncle is writing a wedding card, the smile on his face is becoming more and more obvious, he quietly stepped forward, watching the uncle move the pen, the handwriting is strong and free, and a little smug frivolity.

Sensing his arrival, his uncle put away his pen neatly, and did not forget to complain about his aunt: "Your aunt, she is busy from morning to night, and she can't spare time to write the wedding card, it seems that I shaved my head and picked it hot, really." ”

"Uncle, didn't my aunt say that she was ugly, so she asked you to write it." The very upright sleepy night said that he had seen his aunt write, and he really didn't dare to compliment, so he could only be regarded as upright.

Uncle frowned, as if remembering such a thing, he smiled awkwardly: "Your aunt's handwriting is indeed a little worse, and I can't teach it." ”

Sleepy Night straightened up again: "Uncle, you and your aunt have known each other for less than a year, even if she learns calligraphy at the age of five, you can't see it." ”

Even Wan Li, who had been demolished twice, couldn't hold his face, how could this nephew be so puzzled, he cleared his throat and turned to business: "You came, but I heard new news." ”

"Oh yes, I saw the envoy of the Yuan family talking in the alley with evening makeup." Sleep night road.

"Say what?" The appearance is constricted, and the evening makeup is really problematic.

Scratching his head at night, he said angrily: "Uncle, I was spying for the first time, and I forgot to twist the trick, and I didn't hear what they said." ”

Zhao Chengcheng rolled his eyes: "You are lonely." ”

Sleepy night was confused, and humbly asked him: "Uncle, what do you mean by listening to loneliness?" ”