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Chapter 27 The Dust Settles

Ning Qiu's incident made Yu Zhu depressed for a long time. He felt that love is really untrustworthy, especially in such a feudal patriarchal society, where men's callousness or indiscriminate affection is allowed by law and morality.【26nbsp

;] After repeated pondering, I came to a conclusion - as expected, men can be trusted and sows can climb trees.

By the time she regained consciousness, Ningqiu had already been gone for half a month. Even though Qingzhou was hot and humid, it was obviously cooler in November. All the seasonal plants in the garden had already lost their leaves.

, the bare tree trunks looked very desolate, it felt cold just looking at it, and the wind became less cool and became sharper day by day.

Mrs. Cui had already prepared everything for the winter. After the city lockdown order was lifted, the second housekeeper Li Guan immediately returned to Dengzhou with his son Li Xinghua, bringing back a large number of clothes, utensils and other necessities. After all, in all fairness, in terms of prosperity,

Qingzhou is far inferior to Dengzhou. Many things she bought made Cui frown, and she had to use them only when she had no other choice.

The main official duties have been completed, leaving only some bits and pieces of finishing work. Lin Yuanzhi took a break at home with a smile, watching his wife busy cleaning the house with Mother Liu - all the maids had already been sent back.

Beijing, when the newly purchased maid has been trained and can officially start working, it will probably be time to return to Beijing.

"Master, I am very leisurely. I have finished my errands for the Yamen. I don't know when I will be able to return to Beijing. We are already eleven. If we stay in this remote place in the countryside, how will we kiss each other in the future? We haven't returned to Beijing in so many years.

I don’t know if there are those good young men in Beijing. If I go back to my concubine earlier, I can see each other earlier, so that all the good ones will not be picked away." Ms. Cui looked very casual, no longer as cautious and polite as before, and she was walking around busily.

While talking, Liu's mother pursed her lips and showed a happy smile, and slowly retreated calmly.

Lin Yuanzhi didn't mind, and pretended to cough: "What do women do to care about these things? I will be the emperor when I return to the capital..." Seeing Cui's eyebrows raised, Lin Yuanzhi quickly pretended to be choked by his saliva.

, I took the opportunity to stop and said the following. It’s a pity that the emperor has the final say on the matter of returning to Beijing. The report of his report was only sent out yesterday. However, according to past practice, in order to show the court’s sympathy, the officials who are sent abroad will not be there.

I was called back to Beijing in the winter. The errand was done well, but the timing was unlucky. It is estimated that the day of returning to Beijing will be postponed to the beginning of next spring at the earliest.

That's most likely what happened, but it was fun to tease his wife. Lin Yuanzhi happily took the mouth towel and the just-dried warm tea handed over by Mrs. Cui, feeling extremely satisfied.

Cui Wei changed the furnishings in the room as quickly as possible. The excited look in her eyes made Yu Zhu couldn't help but slap her forehead. It was so embarrassing. Sure enough, as soon as Tian's mother left, Cui Wei's rules also deteriorated. But let's not talk about herself.

I'm quite excited. I'm not afraid of hardship, but I'm afraid of comparison. Once you're used to living a life of luxury and then living a life of hardship, you'll feel uncomfortable all over.

Looking at the needles, the embroidery frame, and the various fabrics, Yuzhu felt itchy. This life was really boring. It snowed heavily outside in winter, but the house was as warm as spring. Everyone gathered around the stove to cook.

Needlework, and a cup of hot tea next to it... just thinking about it makes me start to get starry-eyed.

But it’s not time to burn the stove yet, and considering the geography of Qingzhou, it’s not like it’s going to snow heavily, so just think about it. The heroine of time travel has to find something different to do so that her trip won’t be wasted, Yu Zhu

Touching the thick jacket on my body, an idea flashed in my mind, and I immediately thought of a sweater. Although knitting is very simple, the wool and bamboo needles are not good, especially since the winter in Qingzhou is not very cold.

Wearing a thick coat is enough in the cold season, so even if it is invented, it will not be very popular. The most important thing is that there is no wool. In this era, sheep are basically raised in the north. Qingzhou is in the south, so sheep are rare.

Things, and they are basically raised by people for food. The small quantity is probably not enough to weave a piece of clothing even if all the sheep's hair is harvested... It is not an easy job to sharpen bamboo needles to make them round and smooth...

Yu Zhu's excitement was almost extinguished. Cui, who was amused by her depressed look, firmly expressed her full support for Yu Zhu's innovative cause after learning the truth. Within a few days, Liu's mother sent it

With all the materials Yu Zhu mentioned, Yu Zhu's eyes shone with joy, and she repeatedly promised that she would achieve results and live up to her mother's support and expectations.

With the materials, everything will go smoothly. Yu Zhu has been exposed to handmade wool in his previous life. It is still easy to make a simple old-fashioned cradle. The wool is clean. Turn the wool into tops, shake the yarn, and twist the plies with your hands to make it.

Thick woolen yarn.

He had not personally tested this method, and he did not have so much pure wool to waste. Yu Zhu watched as the wool that was somewhat uneven in thickness but still usable was formed from his hands bit by bit, flowing out and falling all over his knees.

On my head, the fluffy wool glowed with a warm glow under the soft light. It was white and gentle, and I felt extremely happy in my heart. The thread in my hand seemed to have life, and was gently and carefully wound into a white ball of thread.

It's like a little snowball in Yu Zhu's jade-like hands, it's so cute.

After all this trouble, it was getting late already. Yu Zhu held the string ball and played with it for a while, and finally fell asleep reluctantly despite Liu's mother's repeated urging.

Mrs. Cui only thought of her as a child, out of love and guilt for her daughter, so she allowed her to act up. When Cui Wei reported that her little girl hadn't eaten well, she suddenly felt that she couldn't let her go anymore, so she cleaned up and took Mother Liu with her.

Went to Yuzhu’s small courtyard.

Along the way, I was full of words of dissuasion, but when I saw the half-finished product, I couldn't say a word. Even though she has studied with famous female celebrities since she was a child, her vision and skills are outstanding. She has never seen such a method.

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The white thick thread was wrapped around the daughter's slender fingers, spinning, twisting, and dancing up and down around the two bamboo needles as if alive. Yu Zhu's technique has gradually changed from unfamiliar to skillful, and his fingers are as nimble as fluttering butterflies.

, the wool ball slowly shrinks, and a long strip-shaped result is slowly getting longer...

Mrs. Cui was fascinated by what she saw. She moved a stool and sat next to it to watch Yuzhu weaving. From time to time, she couldn't help but touch the woven things. She felt a little prickly, so she asked: "It doesn't feel big to the touch."

It’s comfortable, but I’m afraid it can’t be worn close to the body, right?”

"Don't worry, mother, I have already thought about it. After the scarf is knitted, it will be sewn on the outside with soft flannel. It will keep it warm and comfortable." Yu Zhu shook his sore wrist and looked up with a smile to explain.

road.

Mrs. Cui nodded with satisfaction, feeling that no matter how smart her daughter looked, she was just annoying.
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