In short, they are messing around, criticizing Sang and Huai.
Jiang Youcheng knew his second wife's temperament and was not used to it. He threw the meat in his hand on the table and left.
Rush home and finish your meal.
"Look at that temper. He has a bigger temper than anyone else. I just said a few words and he started to show off his face. What the hell!" Mrs. Zhang put her hands on her hips at the door and cursed, "Look at the piece of meat I gave you. It's about the size of a palm." , it’s not enough to fill the gap between teeth, and the wild cats will probably be disgusted when they see it, but they have the nerve to say that they are for Chunhe to replenish themselves, and they are not afraid of offending their conscience!"
"I made so much money by weaving baskets at home. The rich are so rich that they even hire people. It's almost like a big boss's life. They are so naughty that they don't want to give more meat. They are getting poorer. The more stingy you are, the more stubborn you are..."
Mrs. Zhang was frothing at the mouth while scolding her. Mrs. Wu was so shocked that she didn't dare to show her head. She only hid in the house and fed Jiang Chunhe rice porridge.
Mrs. Zhang disliked the piece of meat that Jiang Youcheng had just sent, and wanted to throw it back to Jiang Youcheng's house, but she couldn't bear it. Now she put it on the table made of blue bricks and stone slabs in the yard.
"Meow!"
The fat civet cat took advantage of the darkness to climb up the wall, then climbed down along a walnut tree at the base of the wall, tiptoed into the yard, smelled the smell, jumped on the table, and bit into the piece of meat.
Mrs. Zhang was pointing at the mulberry tree and scolding the locust tree. When she turned around, she saw the pear-shaped cat stealing meat. She hurriedly came over with a stick and chased it away, "Go, go, go, little beasts are coming to steal meat too. See if I don't break your legs!"
The civet cat had already bitten the meat, and naturally had no reason to let go. Seeing Mrs. Zhang coming to catch it, it hurriedly jumped off the table with the meat, quickly climbed to the walnut tree, and jumped onto the wall again.
Before Zhang could arrive, the civet cat had already taken the meat and fled from the wall, disappearing into the night.
Seeing this, Mrs. Zhang hurriedly walked out of the door and went around to chase after him.
But it was pitch dark all around, and the civet cat ran so fast. Where could I see any trace of the civet cat?
A nice piece of meat can be stir-fried in a bowl, so save some and eat it for two or three meals, but it will be taken away by the beast!
Unexpectedly, this civet cat looked very strange. It didn't look like a domestic cat raised by someone in the village, and it was very big. It looked more like a big wild cat in the mountains and forests.
It's really unlucky that something like this can happen!
Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she stamped her feet.
It rained in autumn, and the sky became cooler.
The basket weaving workshop is slowly getting on the right track, and the three of them are becoming more and more skilled in their work.
When I go to cut bamboo here in Jiangbanggu, I basically have an idea of what length it will need to be cut into when I get back, and what width the bamboo pieces need to be chopped into.
Jiang Dongkou and Jiang Qiang have also learned quite smoothly. Now they can cut bamboo strips of even thickness and can weave the simplest and most basic bamboo baskets.
But the speed is very slow.
The newbie is just learning, but the two masters, Jiang Youcheng and Song Jingyun, are very patient.
Especially Song Jingyun, who was much more patient than Jiang Youcheng, taking the trouble to demonstrate over and over again until the two of them understood and mastered it.
These scenes fell into Jiang Michia's eyes, and she couldn't help but nod in appreciation, "Not bad, he is very patient, and he will be a good master in the future."
"Chun Yu taught me this." Song Jingyun smiled.
"He taught you?" Jiang Michia was a little surprised.
She remembered, however, that when Hui Hui did something, it was Song Jingyun who taught him. Jiang Chunyu never taught Song Jingyun anything.
"Really, he taught me." Song Jingyun explained with a serious face, "He said that people like me are geniuses and can see everything. They are incomparable to ordinary people, so it is difficult for them to learn."
"I thought, since they are learning very difficultly and slowly, they should be very anxious. If I am anxious again, the two of us may quarrel, so I'd better be patient."
"After all, I am a genius, so I have to be more patient than ordinary people."
Jiang Michia, "..."
For a moment, I didn't know whether to praise Song Jingyun for being patient and considerate of others, or whether to say that Song Jingyun had his tail raised to the sky.
Two days later, it was time to go to the county town to deliver bags.
Because they had a workshop at home, Jiang Youcheng and Liu took care of the stall at home, while Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun went to Wende Academy in the county.
It was originally agreed to deliver the goods today, so when I got there, I informed the college concierge and asked him to go to the college to report the goods, and the scholars who had ordered the goods came to pick up the goods one after another.
Some people who wanted to buy but could not order waterproof bags last time also came to Jiang Mixia to order this time.
This busy work was just after lunch.
People who want to buy bags and bags have basically registered, but there are still two people who ordered the goods last time who have not come to pick up the goods.
Seeing that the sun was turning slightly to the west, Jiang Sandu, who was driving the car, kept urging, "I'm afraid I can't wait any longer. If it's any later, it will be dark when we go back. The road is not easy to walk at night, and the cows are a little scared. Let's go back there." Even later."
Jiang Michia looked at the sky and said, "Third uncle, let's wait another quarter of an hour. If it doesn't come, we will think of other ways."
Seeing that Jiang Michia had given an answer, Jiang San nodded and agreed to wait a little longer.
But at this moment, a scholar saw that Jiang Michia still had two bags in his hand, so he stepped forward and said, "I see that neither of them can come today. Why don't you sell me the bag in your hand and wait for you?" When you come next time, will you replenish his?"
"I'm sorry." Jiang Michia said, "Since it was agreed before, it is best to hand it over to others today, otherwise it would be inappropriate if it delays other people's affairs."
When the scholar saw this, he gave Jiang Mixia a deep bow and said, "This lady is very faithful to her promise. It's Xiaosheng's fault."
"No, this gentleman doesn't want me to wait here. He just wants me to finish my business and go home early. He has no other intentions."
Seeing Jiang Michia step down, the scholar felt more and more that she was pure-hearted and well-rounded, and he looked up to Jiang Michia more and more highly.
"Thank you so much, madam." The scholar cupped his hands again before leaving.
After walking a few steps away, he looked back at Jiang Michia.
His appearance and attire are not outstanding, but his whole body exudes a spiritual energy. The spiritual energy that ordinary people don't have is really rare.
The one on the side looked like her husband-in-law. He looked pretty good, and looked a bit more elegant and delicate than the scholars in the academy.
It's a pity that she looks a bit dull and silly. She is the woman who even takes care of business matters. It's really...
It is said that flowers have always been easy to stick on cow dung, and now it seems that it is no exception.
The scholar shook his head and sighed, bowed his head and left.
Seeing this scene, Song Jingyun couldn't help but scratch his ears, "Madam, why did that person just look at me and just shake his head?"
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