"What are you talking nonsense about?" Xi Jin said nonchalantly.
"What? You don't believe it." Lin Churou said with a proud smile, "When I came today, the village chief's wife asked me about Xie Luo!"
Xi Jin's heart trembled: "So what?"
"If it's just a normal inquiry, forget it. She asked me how old Xie Luo is and whether he has a wife at home? What do you think she wants?"
It was rare to see Mu Xijin deflated, Lin Churou felt very good, and continued to add fuel to the fire: "I heard from the village chief's wife that they only have one daughter and they want to recruit a son-in-law. Do you think Xie Luo is a good fit?" ah?"
"My brother Luo is so talented and beautiful! If he didn't like me, I would have loved to marry him!" Lin Churou covered her mouth and snickered.
Xi Jin arranged his acupuncture kit, and could not hide a hint of panic under his indifferent expression: "My husband doesn't want to be the son-in-law of the village chief!"
"Mu Xijin, just admit it, you panicked!" Lin Churou couldn't help laughing.
After laughing, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of sadness: "Mu Xijin, let me tell you, I have seen through this man. How can a man not be carefree? On his way to exile, he only had you by his side, so he was naturally very kind to you. That's great, but what else can you give him now? It's better to be the son-in-law of the village chief, and maybe he can get rid of his status as a refugee."
Xi Jin's eyes showed a moment of sadness, and his face turned cold: "You'd better take care of yourself!"
"Hahaha..." Lin Churou smiled and shed tears unconsciously, "I want to see what will happen to you Mu Xijin in the end?"
Mu Xijin walked out of the guest room. The village chief's wife stood outside from a distance. When she saw Xi Jin coming out, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Mrs. Rou, is she okay?"
"She's fine." Xi Jin replied. When he thought about Lin Churou saying that the village chief's wife wanted Xie Luo to be her son-in-law, he felt a little disgusted with her. "If the village chief's wife is fine, I'll go back to make clothes first."
"Wait a minute," the village chief's wife said.
Xi Jin's heart skipped a beat: "Is there anything else the village chief's wife needs?"
The village chief's wife raised her eyes and looked at Xi Jin carefully. She didn't notice it before, but this woman has some charm that ordinary women don't have: "Is Xie Luo your husband?"
"Exactly." Xi Jin nodded in agreement, with a trace of deep affection in his eyes, "My husband and I fell in love when we were young, and we just got married a few years ago. I never thought that the newlyweds would suffer hardships at home, but I believe everything will be fine. , do you think so? Village chief’s wife.”
The village chief's wife smiled awkwardly: "Yes, it will get better."
"If nothing happens, Madam, I will go back to make clothes first." Xi Jin nodded and left.
If the village chief's wife is an informed person, after hearing her words, she should give up the idea of having Xie Luo as her son-in-law!
Xi Jin returned to the workshop and heard Mrs. Li scolding loudly: "Lin Chulan, Lin Chulan, what do you want me to say about you?"
"Aunt Li, it's all my fault, please forgive me." Lan'er said with a tearful voice.
"Now it's not a question of whether I forgive you or not. I've told you a long time ago that this fabric is very valuable and there is no second piece. It's useless for you to cry to me now. Just tell me what to do?"
Mrs. Li rubbed her temples and looked like she had a headache. Everyone knew that Lin Chulan was not to blame.
But the superiors have already said that this dress will be delivered to General Gu's camp later today. Now that something like this has happened, what should we do?
"What's this noise like?" the village chief's wife came in and asked sternly.
Mrs. Li passed over Lan'er who was kneeling on the ground and walked to the village chief's wife: "Village chief's wife, what do you think we should do about this matter? We can't come up with a second piece of fabric. Even if we can, we can't rush to make it now. It’s too late.”
The village chief's wife looked at the torn clothes and had a headache: "What else can I do? You can take this girl with you later and go to General Gu to plead guilty in person!"
"This... this is none of my business." When Granny Li thought about going to see General Gu, she was scared out of her wits and tried to avoid it.
"If you don't do your business, how can you do mine?" The village chief's wife threw the clothes back to Mrs. Li, "You can do it yourself. General Gu's steward agreed to pick up the clothes before dinner."
"Village chief's wife, Aunt Li, one person does the work and the other takes responsibility. Let me and the manager go back later to apologize to General Gu!" Lan'er made up her mind and said that in the worst case, General Gu would give her a beating.
"That's all we can do." The village chief's wife glanced around and said to Mrs. Li, "You have to take care of the rest, but you must not make any mistakes again."
"Yes, yes, definitely, I must look at every piece of clothing carefully." Mrs. Li said with a smile.
The village chief's wife nodded, looked at Xi Jin again, turned and left the workshop.
As soon as the village chief's wife left, Lan'er's mother hurriedly came up and pulled Lan'er up: "You silly girl, how can you take everything on yourself? Lin Churou, a murderer of a thousand swords, patted her butt and left after doing something. , how can you bear it alone?"
"Mom, it's okay. Rumor has it that General Gu is a very generous man, so my daughter will be fine." Lan'er said with relief from the side.
"Hey, you really owed her Lin Churou in your last life." Lan'er Niang knew that she was weak and couldn't do anything for her daughter, so she could only let out a long sigh.
Xi Jin walked to Lan'er and said, "Can I see this dress?"
"Of course." Lan'er handed the clothes to Xi Jin's hand, "Sister Jin, how is Lin Churou?"
She was really shocked when she saw that Lin Churou's skirt was soaked in so much blood in an instant.
"She's fine." Xi Jin looked at the tear in the clothes in his hand, "Lan'er, there may be a way to repair this clothes."
"Seriously?" Lan'er asked in surprise. Her sister Jin always brought her hope.
"I'll give it a try. A dead horse is a living doctor." Xi Jin consoled him, "No matter what happens, as you said, General Gu is a generous man, and he will definitely not argue with you, a little girl who makes clothes."
Xi Jin borrowed pen and ink from Aunt Li and slowly began to copy the patterns on the men's clothes.
When Xi Jin was studying embroidery with the nuns in the palace, he learned an embroidery method that was specially used to repair damaged but expensive clothes.
She had tried many times on Shangguan Bao's worn-out clothes from martial arts training, and the results were always good. Shangguan Bao always praised her for her ingenuity and innovative ideas. The same method was used for Xie Luo's shoes last time.
Lan'er looked at Xi Jin's unicorn pattern on the paper and couldn't help but admire: "Sister Jin, you are so good at painting this pattern."
After hearing this, everyone gathered around and saw the patterns drawn by Xi Jin. They couldn't help but sigh that all the ladies from Beijing are different.
"It's no use just painting the pattern, you still have to embroider it." Xi Jin spread out General Gu's clothes and asked Mrs. Li to borrow an embroidery stretcher, "I'll embroider the damaged parts, and I'll leave the rest to you. Try to get it fixed before dinner."
"Okay." With Xi Jin as her backbone, Lan'er also gained courage.
If he could really embroider this pattern without leaving any trace, he would definitely be able to escape this disaster.
