After the waiter finished checking and left, Mrs. Qin started busy distributing things again. She picked three pieces of fabric for Zou Dacheng on the spot, and gave his wife rouge, gouache, and some fashionable hair accessories.
Others asked Xiao Luo to help carry the shares that were to be given to the helpers in the store into the car.
Zou Dacheng and Xiao Luo were very embarrassed and refused at first.
"Why do you always give us things? This is too expensive!"
"I have them all at home. I haven't used up the fabric from last year. I just put on new clothes this year. There is too much rouge and gouache. You should keep more for yourselves..."
Mrs. Qin just asked them to accept it, "This is the intention of Yue'er and us. You have also seen that there are so many things that we and I can't use them all."
Zou Dacheng and Xiao Luo Shi accepted it sheepishly. They were both people with small families, especially children. It was really great to have such good fabrics.
So I stopped refusing.
Little Luo Shi quickly helped move the things and said with a smile: "I will definitely work harder in the future!"
Mrs. Qin laughed when she heard this, "You are already diligent enough. You went to the store earlier than us, and you were the last to leave. You deserve this, so you're welcome."
Xiao Luo Shi and other helpers are really hard-working. They work very hard every day and are not lazy at all. It is hard to find a job with such a good salary, and it is hard to find such a good employer.
Many people in the town, including nearby villages, were keeping an eye on the location of these workers.
They don't dare to be lazy at all.
Of course, I also think my boss is a good person, so I am willing to do more work for the store.
Everyone's relationship is very good.
When Xiao Luo heard Mrs. Qin's praise of herself, she also understood that everything she did was in her eyes and was not in vain, so her smile became sweeter.
Zou Dacheng naturally didn't stand still after taking things, so he also helped to move things. While moving, he smiled and chatted, "Who's boss in our town is as wealthy as yours? He is really kind to his servants, and even the rest of us." People also benefit from it."
Ms. Qin also said that it should be, "If it weren't for your great care, our life wouldn't be so smooth, and our feelings would come and go."
Zou Dacheng also sent good things to Song Fusheng and Qin. Sometimes they were delicious, and sometimes they were useful gadgets. Their children had begun to learn to talk, and they were babbling at Song Fusheng and Qin.
The two families were close to each other.
Mrs. Qin also said to Zou Dacheng: "If you continue to be polite, we will fall apart."
Zou Dacheng smiled and said, "I won't say it any more. From now on, if I have anything to do, just say hello!"
Mrs. Qin also nodded and said that she was not polite to him. After working for a while, she packed up the things she was going to take to the store and loaded them on the mule cart.
Zou Dacheng also held his cloth things and put them on the horse, and rushed home to put them away. He was also happy, feeling that his wife would be even happier when he returned.
Although I am a little embarrassed, as Qin said, if you are too polite, you will get angry. With these words, what is left is more of the joy of being remembered.
Song Yue was so far away that it was rare for him to bring something back, but every time he brought something back, their share was always included. Who else could not feel heartbroken?
Sure enough, when Zou Dacheng returned home, his wife was holding the child and coaxing her. She felt strange when she saw him coming back, "Why are you back now?"
The little baby was still moaning and crying.
Mrs. Ping was even more shocked when she saw what her man was holding in his arms, "Where did it come from?"
Zou Dacheng, who loved his daughter-in-law and his beloved daughter, had a soft heart. He quickly put down his things and hugged his daughter, "Don't cry, don't cry. Look at how exhausted your mother is."
Ping's waist was indeed bent a little because she often carried the baby. After the little girl was taken away, she thumped her lower back.
Zou Dacheng said with a shy smile, "I'll rub your waist later. What's wrong with little Taozi? She's crying like this, she looks so aggrieved."
Xiao Taozi's cheeks were red from crying, and her face was full of tears. She felt aggrieved.
Mrs. Ping said, "I'm having a bad temper. Just calm me down. You haven't told me where these things come from?"
She said and walked over to take a look. She fell in love with it at first sight. There was a piece of pink and peach colored patterned cloth. It would definitely look good making new clothes for the little girl.
Zou Dacheng hugged his daughter and went over to coax her, "Miss Yue has brought something back again. Uncle Song and Auntie gave her a lot of things. I almost couldn't carry them back."
When Mrs. Ping heard this, she groaned, "They are too polite, how can they be like this? We haven't even returned this favor, and we don't have anything good..."
Although her husband works as a government servant and his life is definitely better than that of ordinary farmers, he only has a monthly salary of a few taels of silver.
These new clothes are only available for the New Year and the holidays, not to mention that they are cut and bought. Who can spend a lot of money to buy a whole piece of fabric? Still such good stuff.
Ms. Ping felt embarrassed but couldn't help but love her. The pink and peach colors were the prettiest ones for her little girl. She was still young and had just given birth to a daughter. The pink and peach colors could still be worn. The other one was in apricot color. The one is more gentle and suitable for her, and the other one is brown-red for Zou Dacheng.
"This color reflects your spirit. If I make a robe for you to wear, I'm afraid you will look like a scholar."
Mr. Ping couldn't help laughing, with a shy look on his face, but after touching the material, he felt that it was really not cheap, "We really have nothing to give in return..."
Zou Dacheng asked her to relax, "Uncle Song said, if we are too polite, we will get angry. Let's just take more care of their family from now on."
Mr. Ping nodded when he heard this, "Hey, that's right. But you are really rude to people who say kind words. You just collected the fabric. What are you doing with so much rouge and gouache? Yeah? There are still more. Hairpin?"
When Zou Dacheng saw his wife frowning, he immediately said: "I've seen it! These hairpins are all made of wood, but they are just a little more coincidental. If they are expensive, I don't dare to accept them. Miss Yue's rouge and gouache are also there. I came back with a big box, and my aunt stuffed me with seven or eight things, so I quickly stopped, otherwise she would want to give me more!"
Mrs. Ping was shocked again when she heard this, "A big box of rouge and gouache? How much money does it cost? Darling, if you can buy a big box as a gift, wouldn't Miss Yue use more for herself? She is really powerful. ah."
As she spoke, she began to admire her again. A little girl who managed to build such a family business on her own was really much more powerful than a man.
Mr. Ping praised him repeatedly.
Zou Dacheng was embarrassed. Xiao Taozi stopped crying when she saw so many new things. When she opened her mouth, she would just say something like a child.
It's hard for adults to understand, but she learns to speak quickly, and occasionally she can say a word or two.
When Mrs. Ping saw that her daughter had stopped crying, she teased her with a wooden hairpin, which happened to be a peach blossom.
